At the same time, in a place where calling machines couldn't receive signals, which was exactly where Xu Tong was. "Leader, how do you find the strength of this?" The village chief wore a fawning smile, gently kneading his shoulders with his hands, and asked, "I am already the best technician in our tribe. How do you like my skills?" Xu Tong nodded silently, sitting on a chair woven from vines, feeling the not-too-deep, not-too-shallow strength on his shoulders. "Not bad, at least much better than that woman's just now." Before the village chief, there was actually a woman who was praised as the most beautiful in the entire tribe, personally giving Xu Tong a massage. Of course, the most beautiful in this tribe also conformed to the aesthetics of this tribe. In Xu Tong's view, the people in this tribe all looked the same, which simply didn't conform to his aesthetics as a human being. The only way to distinguish between men and women was not to look at the body structure or clothing, but to look at how many gills these people had. An odd number of gills meant male, and an even number of gills meant female. Based on this, it didn't matter whether the person giving him the massage was male or female. Actually, the previous woman's massage technique was there, but for some reason, she had no strength in her hands when she massaged him, and she was also trembling slightly. It was estimated that it was because the Executioner was staring at her. Although he had no eyes, the deep darkness from the double openings where the eyes should be was also putting pressure on the woman.
But after changing to the village chief, the sense of pressure in the Executioner's eyes was reduced a lot, which allowed the village chief to successfully massage Xu Tong. After a simple massage, Xu Tong glanced at his current progress in pleasing the gods in the three tribes. The village chief had massaged him for a long time just now, and the progress of pleasing the gods was just barely ahead of one of the tribes, and the gap was not directly widened. And the tribe that was closely following Xu Tong's progress was the tribe represented by Fu Yun. "Amazing, my shoulders are sore from the massage, but I still haven't shaken them off," Xu Tong moved his shoulders and sighed. "This young man is not to be underestimated. This is forcing me to show my true skills." He beckoned to the village chief and said, "Come, dance for me." Hearing this, the village chief's old face turned red. "This... isn't that appropriate? I'm already old, how can I still dance?" The Executioner suddenly took a step forward. Village Chief: "But then again, people always get more enchanting as they get older. If we're talking about posing coquettishly, I'm definitely not inferior to those young and beautiful girls in the tribe." As he spoke, the village chief signaled the surrounding people to disperse, took out two things like clappers from his waist, and knocked them against each other, making a crisp sound. The village chief began to twist his body among the crowd. The word 'terrible' is no longer suitable to describe this scene, it's simply blinding! If you said it was a maggot rolling around on the field, the members of the tribe would completely believe it. And Xu Tong also expressed silence about this. I asked you to dance, and you give me this awkward dance. Although Xu Tong couldn't stand it, there were always guys who could appreciate it. [Your eyes witnessed the village chief's dance, and you found it very funny, and you were successfully pleased by the other party's dance] Xu Tong turned his gaze again and looked at the progress bar of the three tribes competing to please. This time, it only took a moment, and the gap between his tribe and Fu Yun's tribe immediately widened, and the progress of pleasing the gods moved forward a big step! "I see," Xu Tong said to himself in his heart, "It doesn't necessarily have to please me, pleasing my body seems to be okay..."
"This sentence sounds kind of weird." Waving his hand, Xu Tong signaled him to stop. "Okay, okay, stop shaking, I'm already feeling a little physically uncomfortable." The village chief hurriedly stopped, and came to Xu Tong's side and asked with a flattering smile, "Leader, how is it? Are you satisfied?" Xu Tong: "Although I feel a little nauseous, my body still has a reaction to you." Village Chief: "Ah, this... is this still Chinese?" After letting the village chief stop, Xu Tong thought for a moment. Among the three tribes, it was obvious that one tribe leader was a master, and he had to widen the gap with him. Thinking of this, Xu Tong asked the village chief, "Take me to the nearest altar, I'll try to please myself too." Pleasing himself and pleasing the gods can both advance the progress of the main quest, so naturally, it's most efficient to grab both at the same time. Hearing this, the village chief asked nervously, "Really? I heard that it seems very, very difficult to please the gods at the altar. Almost every leader before you has expressed this feeling when pleasing the gods. I'm not sure if you can complete the task given by the gods, or... should we just continue to push forward like this?" "No, we still have to do both, and at the very least, I have to see how difficult the task of pleasing the gods is, right?" Xu Tong's tone sounded relatively calm. "If the difficulty is too high, then forget it. If it's very simple for me, then wouldn't it be a loss to leave it there?" This sounds reasonable, but the village chief just scratched his head. After all, so many leaders before him basically had no way to perfectly please the gods and complete the tasks assigned by the gods. He really couldn't figure out how Xu Tong should complete it. After all, besides getting the service of the Executioner, Xu Tong had not shown any other outstanding abilities. But since Xu Tong himself had said so, the village chief naturally had no way to refuse the leader's request, and pointed a direction to Xu Tong. "The nearest altar is in this direction. How soon are you planning to leave?" Xu Tong raised his eyebrows. "Am I still walking myself?" The village chief was stunned. "The altar won't come by itself... wait?" He immediately understood what Xu Tong meant. "You don't mean to say... you want us to carry you over, do you?" "Pleasing me is equal to pleasing the gods, I said it before, we have to do both," Xu Tong sat still on the rattan chair, looking at the village chief with a suspicious look. "Don't you want to improve?" "Oh! Leader, I really want to improve!" The village chief immediately understood, and beckoned the surrounding tribe members to come over. "Come on! Carry the leader, along with the chair, to the altar!" The Executioner also lowered his head slightly. "This should have been my duty, but since it is the Lord's own idea, then I will not interfere too much. If you feel that these people's carrying is too bumpy, please feel free to speak, and I will send you to the altar in the most comfortable way, in a close-fitting manner." Xu Tong: "I know, first wipe the saliva from your three mouths, thank you."