The next morning, the leader of the Wu tribe stood at the entrance of the tribe, nervously pulling at his clothes.
"Ma'am, can you please take a look at my clothes? Are they smooth? Do I still smell the body wash I used yesterday? Does my hair smell good? Is it shiny?"
The chief's wife was wearing a colorful dress and kept looking at herself in the small retro mirror she bought from Zhang Yuan.
She didn't hear what her man was asking at all, but instead kept asking him questions.
"Qing, does my skirt look good?"
Not to mention the couple.
The other monsters in the tribe are in exactly the same state.
Everyone is looking forward to this competition.
Of course, the mood is completely different from before.
In every previous tribal competition, they looked forward to becoming the first-place tribe.
This will provide more resources in the coming year.
But now...
They just want to know if the clothes they are wearing look good and if the scent of shower gel and shampoo is still on them.
There are eight major tribes in the Wu clan, namely the Eastern Tribe, the Northeastern Tribe, the Southwestern Tribe, the Western Tribe, the Northern Tribe, the Beiling Tribe, the Southern Tribe, and the North-South Tribe.
Every year the eight tribes hold a competition.
The division of resources within the Wu clan in the following year will be determined according to the ranking of the tribes that year.
The amount of resources is allocated from front to back.
Therefore, for the purpose of dividing resources, the tribes attach great importance to this competition.
Not to mention that the competition will also determine whether the name of each Wu clan leader will change.
The leaders of the Wu tribe all have names, and their names are assigned according to the ranking of the tribe each year.
From front to back they are white, red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue and purple.
The more powerful the name is, the stronger the leader will be.
The Eastern Tribe ranked third from the bottom in the tribal competition the year before, so the name of the leader of the Eastern Tribe is Qing.
Of course, if the Eastern Tribe can achieve a better ranking this year, the name of the leader will also change.
You must know that strength is very important in the abyss.
The higher the name, the stronger the leader will be.
This way the tribe will be in much less danger the following year.
After all, the leader is powerful.
In previous years, the leaders of the Eastern tribes wanted very much to lead their tribe into the top three.
But this year, it didn't matter to him at all.
Anyway, now we have found a place where resources can be supplied at any time.
What ranking do you want?
That little bit of resources would be more cost-effective than buying more things in the mall.
The inter-tribal competition is held in a different tribe every year, and this year it happens to be held in the Eastern Tribe.
At this time, all members of the first tribe had arrived.
The leader of the Beiling tribe has been given the name Bai for three consecutive years and is the undisputed number one among the Wu tribe.
The smile on his face was only so happy.
It is conceivable that their tribe will take first place again this year.
As soon as I walked to the door of the Eastern Tribe, I saw a lot of heads.
He frowned in confusion and asked the lady beside him, "Madam, what's going on? Is that Qing in the front? Why would he come to pick us up in person?"
Chief Bai's wife couldn't hear what he was saying at all.
A pair of eyes have fallen on the Wu clan of the Eastern Tribe.
Straight, without blinking.
Chief Bai got no response and looked at his wife in confusion: "Madam, what's wrong?"
Chief Bai's wife waved her hands in disdain: "Hey, don't block my view, I'm looking at what they are wearing, it's so beautiful!"
Chief Bai looked back in confusion, and only then noticed the strangeness of the Wu Clan from the Eastern Tribe opposite.
His pupils dilated instantly and he looked at the group of guys in disbelief.
After a while, he stammered and asked loudly: "Qing, what are you wearing?"
Chief Qing looked up proudly: "Clothes, do you understand? Look at the clothes I'm wearing, don't they look good? This is a color that can only be found outside the abyss!"
Chief Bai swallowed his saliva and stared at Chief Qing stupidly, unwilling to look away.
"It looks great, it looks the best on you."
Suddenly, he seemed to come to his senses and looked up in shock.
"What clothes? What do you mean by beyond the abyss? Have you ever been to the world outside the abyss?"
Chief Qing and the monsters of the Eastern Tribe chuckled.
The laughter echoed across the sky.
"What are you laughing at? What are you laughing at? I heard you laughing as soon as I got here."
The green leader of the northern tribe arrived from the side, leading his people.
The green leader curled his lips in pleasure and showed off his clothes with great fanfare.
"Old Green, you're here? Look, isn't this thing I'm wearing nice?"
The relationship between the blue chief and the green chief is the best.
After all, the rankings are quite close...
Before the green leader could even look over, he started mumbling, "What are you wearing? Isn't it just a grass skirt? How come you found some fresh grass skirt?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the green chief saw a group of monsters at the gate of the Eastern Tribe.
His gaze gradually stiffened and soon fell on Chief Qing's face.
"Old Qing! What are you wearing? It looks so nice!!"
The sound was so loud that the whole forest could hear it.
The Green Chief scratched his ear in disgust: "Hey, Old Green, it's been so long since we last met, your voice is still scary."
The green leader didn't care about the green leader's complaints. He quickly rushed forward and grabbed the green leader's clothes in his hands.
As luck would have it, it was the collar that was pulled.
Leader Qing was pulled so hard that his face turned red and he almost couldn't breathe.
It was the wife of the Green Chief who saw this and quickly slapped the Green Chief's hand, saying angrily, "Old Green, what are you doing? Are you trying to kill our Green? Don't forget that you are Green now, and ours is Green, and we are not as strong as you."
The green leader quickly let go and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, Old Green, I almost forgot that you are now the third from the bottom."
"Hey, you're fifth, so what? Who knows who'll be last this year."
The southern leader Zi's sneering voice was heard, and when the voice disappeared, everyone saw their team.
The green chief of the northern tribe and the purple chief of the southern tribe, when the two monsters meet, they will attack each other openly and secretly.
No one is spared from talking.
But this time, the Green Chief didn't want to care about the Purple Chief at all. His whole mind was focused on the Green Chief.
Because he was closer to Leader Qing at this time, he could naturally smell the fragrance coming from him.
The green leader sniffed hard, smelling the scent that kept pouring into his nostrils.
I can't describe what the smell is, but it smells good.
Anyway, it smells much better than his own body.
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