"God evening, all, all!"

Just as the senior tribes such as Lott were wondering what Covennas would do, Covennas appeared in the center of the altar.

His figure looked down at everyone, and the loud figure also came into everyone's ears. Suddenly, everyone's eyes gathered on the altar and Covennas.

"It turns out that the members of the Silver Berry Tribe must know me. Some of the newly joined the Silver Berry Tribe don't know me. Then I will introduce myself to you. My name is Kevinas, and I am the chief of the Silver Berry Tribe."

"I don't care who you were before, but everyone here today, from today to the future, is a member of the Silver Berry Tribe. He is a member of the Silver Berry Tribe when he dies, and is also the undead of the Silver Berry Tribe."

"No one can change this!" Covennas's words were both loud and domineering.

Most werewolf listened casually, and some werewolf smiled in their hearts. If the dead warrior really becomes the undead, he will also be the slaves of the kings of hell.

They cannot recognize the Silver Berry Tribe.

"Everyone also knows that it is a famine era, and the food pressure is very high. There are even a large number of tribes starving to death and a large number of famine escapes."

"You should be very grateful that the Silver Mane Tribe still has surplus food, which can last for a long time. Similarly, those who joined the Silver Mane Tribe today should also be very grateful that they joined the Silver Mane Tribe!"

As soon as these words were said, a large number of werewolfs felt the same way, and they were all four werewolfs.

They themselves knew very well that their small tribe had broken a portion of food into half and was breaking it into another half to eat, which would take less than ten days and half a month. They would all have to starve to death or become refugees.

Isn’t it a blessing to add Silver Mane at this time?

All the four werewolfs who thought of this question could not refute this fact.

"Awesome!" Among the tribe's top crowd, Tyton listened to Covennas's speech, watched the expressions of the werewolf around him change, and couldn't help but praise him.

The young chief, with every word, comforted the four werewolves that had just been annexed, showed them the differences between the Silver Berry Tribes, and at the same time showed the weaknesses of their respective tribes.

A normal person will understand that when you lose the old and get a better and more perfect new thing, no one cares about the old things that are thrown away.

These four werewolfs are too.

If their tribe is about to have famine and they just join the tribe without famine, they will soon forget the tribe that will cause famine.

After all, they want to survive, and the sadness of the sinking of the old house is short-lived, and they will only continue to cheer for the new house.

Other senior executives of the tribe also saw Covennas' intention.

Lott looked at Covennas's energetic tall figure, and he was as confident as a king, full of monarchy.

At this moment, Lott suddenly resolved the new knot. Suddenly he felt that maybe the Silver Mane Tribe had the nephew Covenus as the chief, which was the lucky one.

Reynolds' face was also complicated at the moment. He was the one who jumped the most at the beginning, and now he gradually accepted Covennas, which was also a helpless choice.

But looking at the figure on the altar, the nephew who was not favored by him suddenly emitted a light that he could not ignore. In just a moment, he thought a lot and asked himself, what should he do if he was the chief, facing the coalition forces?

Do you dare to directly annex four werewolfs at this time?

What should I do if I have annexed it?

These problems were filled with his brain, and in the end, he had no choice but to find that he might not even be able to deal with the coalition forces.

"It's very awesome. This kid Covenus is capable. Every time he can't understand it, he can always give you unexpected results." Reynolds smiled relaxedly.

Um?

Suddenly, the other senior officials were a little confused, aren’t you inconsistent with the Chief?

Lott was surprised by Reynolds. This stubborn fifth brother actually praised Covennas.

Reynolds ignored the others, after all, it was not an explanation at this moment.

At this time, Covennas's voice sounded again.

"But I can't do this happiness alone if I want to continue. I need you, all the tribe members, to work together to work for the tribe and go through the era of famine together."

"As the chief, I promise that as long as I am still the chief, I will stand with you, walk out of the famine era together, work together to develop the tribe, and lead the tribe to the top together."

"Silver Berry will surely rise, this is destined!"

"It's just that there are many people in the rise!" Covennas turned around, glanced at everyone with his eyes, then opened his arms and asked in the quiet scene: "Are you willing to promote the rise of the Silver Mane Tribe?"

"Tell me loudly?" Covennas roared.

"I'm willing, we're willing!" someone answered, but these few voices were very small.

Covennas looked over and said it was shouted by his family, mother, younger brother and sister.

"We are also willing to follow the Chief and the Silver Mane Tribe on the road of rise." Someone answered again, and Covennas turned his head again. It was his second uncle, Lott, fifth uncle Reynolds, Crowe, and Bagan and others.

"I do, Chief!" Another childish voice came to Covennas' ears, and Covennas turned his head to look again.

It was a weak, underage little werewolf. He stubbornly squeezed through the crowded werewolf and shouted.

"I do, too!"

"And I, as a werewolf of the Silver Berry Tribe, why would I not want the Silver Berry Tribe to reach its peak?"

"So, I am. Although I was not yesterday, from today on, I am a member of the Silver Berry Tribe. I am willing to follow the Chief on the road of rise."

"I do, too!"

"I do!"

………

More and more tribe members shouted, "I would, in just a few minutes, the entire altar seemed to have become a crowded vegetable market."

But as an audience member, what Covennas heard was not the noise, but the future of the tribe.

Covennas watched quietly for a long time, and suddenly used all his strength to shout again: "Do you want to?"

“Willing to work hard for the rise of the tribe?”

Suddenly, the vegetable market, which was like a crowd of people, suddenly became quiet. Thousands of eyes looked at Covennas and shouted enthusiastically: "We do!"

At this moment, these four words seemed to emit infinite power, and even the clouds in the dark sky began to run, revealing the soft light of the moon.

Covennas looked at the fanaticism and the atmosphere was mobilized to a certain point, with a smile on his lips, and the first step he planned was perfectly achieved.

After softening his throat, Covennas used his hands to signal the scene to calm down.

"Everyone knows that a war broke out in our department yesterday!"

"Wrong war, war that shouldn't have happened."
Chapter completed!