My Private Planet

Chapter 271: chicken soup

Wang Yanben planned to stay in the Arthur tribe to see the effect of Li Zhan's promotion of art, but within a day, he gave up this plan.

The gorgeous effects of the two skills shown by Li Zhan instantly convinced the primitives of the Arthur tribe.

The primitive people of the Arthur tribe received the most advanced education from the seminaries, with advanced concepts, and naturally knew the meaning behind music and painting. They suddenly discovered that the **** of art who had been around them was the great **** among the many gods. .

As a result, the dark-skinned primitive people abandoned their original beliefs and returned to the embrace of the **** of art.

These primitive people who were once deeply influenced by art and even had to talk to a few lines, after going round and round, finally returned to the starting point.

They put down the big swords in their hands, cast aside the babbling spells, and regained control of the instruments, picked up the paintbrushes, and began to delve into the art of art...

Who wants to dance with knives and guns when art can be eaten?

The blessing of the **** of art shines again in the hearts of the primitive people of the Arthur tribe.

The primitive people of the Arthur tribe have a foundation. Now, the most popular books of the Arthur tribe are all basic art books.

However, if they didn't practice for three days, what's more, they had already discarded a few years, and they had forgotten all the skills they had learned so hard!

Even if they regained their faith in the **** of art, they still couldn't pick up the skills they had already lost.

Big drum, erhu?

The whole tribe was filled with squeaky noises.

Under the noise pollution, those who learned some painting techniques couldn't calm down at all, and the things they painted were also abstract paintings, which were worse than the murals they painted on the walls.

It is Li Zhan’s painting method, the first thing he pursued is appearance. Picasso’s abstract paintings have reached this world, and it is estimated that nothing can be concrete...

...

Perhaps the future Arthur tribe will be the capital of art, but to stay here now is to suffer.

Wang Yan didn't want to stay here for a moment!

"Boss, do you really stop staying for a few more days?" Li Zhan's face turned pale, and he pitifully grabbed Wang Yan's sleeves. His artistic achievements are higher than Wang Yan's. He has seen those **** works in the Arthur Tribe , Suffered more than Wang Yanke.

"No, art needs accumulation and training. I still have a lot to do, and I will come back when you get results." Wang Yan patted Li Zhan's shoulder awe-inspiringly, "Come on! I will take your wife as soon as possible. My son and my son!"

"Boss, my wife and children are not busy sending them." Li Zhan said bitterly, "I need some art school teachers more now. When you return to the earth, bring me some enlightenment teachers! I am one People can't handle so many primitive people! I can't even calm down and delve into painting skills!"

"Okay!" Wang Yan glanced at Li Zhan, who had been tortured to the point of collapse, nodded, and responded to his request. Art is different from other professions. I really can't ask Li Zhan to be comprehensive.

...

Leaving the Li Zhan tribe, Wang Yan continued to patrol his planet.

The dark continent.

Huo Hongyu, the **** of weaving, Jiang Yanping, the **** of four seasons, Guo Dajiang, the **** of wine, and Xu Wensheng, the **** of cooking, have just started their tribal construction.

Although they possessed the Godhead, the Godhead did not give them much power.

For example, the **** of weaving, Huo Hongyu, invented a simple weaving machine according to the picture. Her ability is proficient in weaving skills, and believers have bonuses in weaving skills.

Similar to the skills of weavers and tailors.

In this world where animal skins can hide shame and keep warm, clothes are not that important in primitive people's hearts.

Moreover, most primitive people are not willing to add skill points to the weaving and garment making skills of little use. Therefore, Huo Hongyu basically regards herself as an ordinary person with higher knowledge points than primitive people. I haven't studied her skills in depth.

When Wang Yan found Huo Hongyu, she was pointing to primitive people to farm the land. She had a mechanical warrior sent by the God of Industry, a fire spirit belonging to her, and brought books and various materials from the seminaries.

With such a set of equipment, even ordinary people are in the image of gods among primitive people.

Even if Huo Hongyu was the unskilled **** of weaving, he quickly gathered a large number of primitive people and integrated the primitive people within a hundred miles into a big tribe.

As for how to educate, the All Theological Colleges have accumulated eight years of experience. She is already familiar with the road, and she is no longer the way she first came to this world!

I remembered that the people in the rehabilitation hospital were robbed of resources and supplies by primitive people.

"Dean, are you here?" Huo Hongyu was overjoyed when she saw Wang Yan. She handed the seeds to the primitive people aside, patted the dust off her body, and enthusiastically introduced her work progress to Wang Yan. "The tribe is undertaking preliminary construction. I estimate that there will be two to three years before they can say that they will be self-sufficient and have a basic level of civilization!"

If Wang Yan sees the situation like this before, he might still encourage him. Anyway, the world belongs to him, so he will slowly lay the foundation and develop.

But now, he can no longer appreciate the speed of development like a snail~www.wuxiaspot.com~Have you considered how to develop the skills of God of Weaving? "Wang Yan asked, jumping off the topic of tribal development.

The case of Li Zhan has proved that there are no useless gods in the world, only gods who don't want to make progress.

For the long-term stability of the planet, Wang Yan felt that it was necessary for him to arouse the enthusiasm and ability of the gods on the planet who were close to retirement.

"The skills of the **** of weaving?" Huo Hongyu froze for a moment and said, "Dean, the **** of weaving is a tasteless god. In the future, when Zhang Dongping develops the loom, there will naturally be a large number of fabric interviews. It is necessary to teach primitive people to learn the ability to weave and make clothes! These days, I am studying the cultivation method of the Valkyrie Jiang Kai, which is quite effective. In a few days, when I become proficient, I Decided to teach the cultivation method to primitive people in the tribe..."

"After the battle song, Li Zhan developed the way of painting." Wang Yan interrupted Huo Hongyu's self-righteous words, "The objects in his paintings can become reality!"

"..." Huo Hongyu was stunned suddenly.

"After all, the Godhead is the Godhead, not a craft, and it is not a substitute for a loom." Wang Yan glanced at her, knowing that the goal had been achieved, and smiled, "Huo Hongyu, you are a god, a **** chosen by the will of heaven and earth. I think you should develop your own skills more. The same has a godhead. Li Zhan can soar from the ruins, why can't you?"

Huo Hongyu thoughtfully.

...

Follow the same routine.

Wang Yan traveled all over the Dark Continent, taking Li Zhan as an example, and forcibly instilled the soul chicken soup into the minds of the earthlings who were living in the Dark Continent.

A piece of old people who had been beaten with blood was left behind, and they worked hard to find ways to tap the power of their godhead.

Wang Yangong retired.

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