The light of the fire danced on the dry wood, reflecting on everyone's faces, and the clansmen were smiling.

By nature, as long as there is a fire, they will be extremely happy, especially if they have just been reborn after a catastrophe, and they will always be so easily satisfied with life.

"I think that from now on, no matter what tribe people are, don't apply oil paint on their faces, so that everyone can better integrate!"

Ye Chen's suggestion, after Dashan's translation, Gruuld Kuster also understood.

However, this habit has lasted for hundreds of years, and all kinds of runes have been passed down from generation to generation, and Ye Chen actually wants to erase it out of thin air, which makes the two chiefs not know how to answer.

"Pictures and texts are our beliefs, and they are also a way to get closer to the gods, if you don't use them from now on, I'm afraid the people will be very unaccustomed to it!"

The mountains voiced their concerns, which were their beliefs.

Don't underestimate the power of faith, sometimes faith is more important than life.

The people living in this land, because of the fear of nature, have deepened their worship of faith.

They prayed to the true gods for the blessing of the earth and for the gods to bless their people, which will be passed down from generation to generation and have the imprint of each generation.

"Since you have all decided that his God of War is mortal, then from today onwards, you will use the rune of the God of War instead, isn't this considered an annihilation of faith?"

Tang Luotong on the side rolled his eyes and asked at Dashan, since they already respected Ye Chen as the god of war, it was better to change their beliefs.

The distinction is no longer red or white, and the runes on the face are changed, which preserves both the tradition and the habits of the two tribes.

"What should that look like?"

Dashan knew very well that Ye Chen, the god of war, was just an unintentional remark.

looked at Tang Luotong blankly, saying that if you change it, what should you change?

"Well, you prepare a set of your clothes, and then have the dye come in, and you tell everyone that the god of war will perform the dance of the god of war in a while, and let them all worship sincerely!"

Tang Luotong also has a lot of ghost ideas, and she said to the mountain with her heart in mind.

"Dance of the God of War?"

Tang Luotong's words made Dashan stunned, and even Ye Chen was confused, what the hell did she have.

"Come with me!"

Pulling up Ye Chen, who was dazed, Tang Luotong took him down the high platform and walked back to the room on the side, which was now Ye Chen's special lounge.

The surrounding area has been covered with a straw curtain, and there are two warriors guarding the door, as a shrine, outsiders are not allowed to trespass.

Seeing the two of them coming, the two warriors with wooden spears in their hands immediately knelt on one knee, which was enough to see their respect for Ye Chen.

"What are you going to do?"

The electric light in the room was always on, and Ye Chen, who was being pulled by Tang Luotong, couldn't help but ask.

"Don't you know what role models are? If you want everyone to accept it, you have to lead by example, just like the company, when I work overtime, I will also drive the people around me, now my Iron Lady Legion is famous, but if I am lazy and slippery, they will also read and see, this is the power of example, the hero of the war, isn't it also to encourage morale, so as long as you smear other runes first, they will naturally yearn for it, and everything will fall into place! ”

Tang Luotong has already operated the entire tribe as a company, and she has rich experience in internal management.

Hundreds of billions of companies can be managed in an orderly manner, let alone these tribes that have not yet been enlightened.

"You're going to make me dress like that? But I don't know how to dance the god of war! ”

After listening to Tang Luotong's words, Ye Chen also felt very reasonable, but how could he dance.

What is the dance of the god of war, he is even very bad at ballroom dancing, I remember that it was Luo Qiao who taught him at the beginning, and I don't know how many feet Luo Qiao stepped on in order to learn to dance.

Now if he lets himself dance again, Ye Chen definitely doesn't know what to do.

"You can't dance, you can't box, I'm just worried about whether your leg injury will affect your movement."

What the Dance of the God of War is, no one knows, anyway, Ye Chen knows so many kinds of martial arts, and he will definitely amaze them by coming to a set casually.

"That's simple, I can't perform the leg method with a leg injury, but I can perform the stick method, so since you asked me to come, you might as well come to a set, just let those girls put on their clothes, and I feel like I'm going to be hunched over during this time."

Ye Chen really didn't dare to look directly at those girls, who told them not to wear shirts.

"I think you wish you could take a few more looks, how can a man have a good thing, such a good opportunity, you are still hunchbacked, I think you are about to grow a needle's eye."

said so, but Tang Luotong knew in his heart that Ye Chen really rarely raised his head.

"Are you wearing it?"

Ye Chen sighed helplessly, it was normal if Tang Luotong refused, after all, she was also very weak now, and besides, if she wore a fur skirt in front of so many people, of course she would be more shy.

"Wear it, if you're afraid, it's like swimming in the beach, but I'm going to make my own clothes!"

Tang Luotong pouted, she was not an old antique like Ye Chen, at this time, the door was pushed open, and several saints walked in with dyes and clothes, and knelt on the ground respectfully.

Ye Chen naturally turned around, Tang Luotong reached out to take the clothes and dyes, and explained some things by gesture, the holy women nodded in agreement, and after a while, they brought the fabric of the weaving, hay, and animal skins.

"Hurry up and change your clothes, and give me the knife!"

After handing him the clothes that Ye Chen wanted to change, Tang Luotong squatted on the ground and began to get busy.

I don't know what she is going to do, but since she said it, Ye Chen can only go and change her clothes.

The clothes of the natives were very simple, with underwear made of animal skins and a strap made of hay on the outside.

Taking off his clothes and changing into local clothes, Ye Chen walked out barefoot.

"How's it going, pretty, isn't it?"

After a while, Tang Luotong also walked out of the compartment next to her, smiling while pinching her waist, and wearing clothes made by herself.

Made of fabric to touch her breasts, revealing the vest line, she has a kind of vitality, if it weren't for the fact that her face was still a little pale, she was absolutely youthful and invincible.

Changing into the clothes of a local woman, the snow-white skin was so dazzling, but this was just the beginning, Tang Luotong reached out and grabbed the dye and smeared it on Ye Chen's body.

The red dye wrote a force on her forehead, and the white dye painted the Buddhist swastika on her cheeks, and on her body was a simple symbol that resembled a dragon.

Red and white gathered, busy for a while, Tang Luotong nodded with satisfaction, while Ye Chen looked at the paint on his body, I am afraid that only Tang Luotong can do it.

(End of chapter)