《FERMI PARADOX》Chapter 13 Changes
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Necessary materials to make water tanks, taps, pipes, and waterwheels have been successfully collected one by one out of my inventory.
I went back and forth into my palace to remove the materials needed to create water tanks of people's homes until finally, all was collected.
I then started visiting each of the residents' houses to turn their homes into buildings that were no longer rickety.
The village house building that I want to create has a minimalist modern concept.
The shape is like a box, small but quite modern and exclusive, which is equipped with a water tank tower and its channel into the house.
#A few minutes later
The houses of residents I visited finally changed all in an instant.
Even though it is small, the house of my creation looks classy.
The concepts of simplicity and efficiency are scattered so strikingly.
One village house will have at least 1 bedroom, 1 living room, 1 bathroom, and 1 kitchen.
In an instant, 400 slums and decrepit hamlets have transformed into futuristic buildings.
The buildings are equipped with water tank towers to collect water later.
Satrya, currently staring at my movements, was again surprised when I succeeded in changing all the houses in a matter of hours.
Villagers also have the same expression as the prisoners who are currently sitting in prison cells, they are still fascinated by the buildings I created.
Satrya and the residents were very curious about what I was going to do with the giant tank that currently stands firmly in each of the residents' houses.
As soon as I succeeded in changing everything, I promptly did a sudden inspection of the location where Mahesa worked and then found the minister of defense and security working hard to dig a hole and its channels together with other residents of the village without stopping.
"It seems to be finished soon," I murmured.
# Meanwhile in my room
Ashwina woke up from a deep sleep then found her idol god was no longer beside the girl.
"Gifts for you, wear around your breasts."
Handwriting I wrote read by Ashwina.
I gave a small gift to support Ashwina's round and beautiful breasts.
The green-eyed woman then stood up without a piece of cloth covering her covered body.
Ashwina then stood up, getting up from my bed.
The girl immediately wore white underwear and "bra" that I had put on the bed before I left my room.
At first, the girl was a bit uncomfortable and unfamiliar with the "bra" she was wearing because so far, she had never used a "bra" to support her round bosom.
But because the "bra" and panties that are on the bed are a form of gift that I gave to Ashwina, the girl was delighted to wear it.
Ashwina was a little unnerved after the white "bra" propped her chest upright.
The girl then walked, jogged, and then dancing.
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"Hmmm" Ashwina was amazed by the object that currently supports her chest because, in addition to making her chest light, the "bra" that she uses presently also makes her cleavage stick up tightly to make her appearance sexier.
"Victoria's secret?" Murmured Ashwina, who currently sees the brand "bra."
"Victoria's Secret" is America's largest retailer of women's specialty products.
The big-name "Victoria's Secret" is famous for delicate items such as "lingerie," women's underwear, and so on related to a woman's body.
This brand is quite well-known among women with rich bourgeois socialite status, but once Ashwina is not possible to know the history of "victoria's secret in the world of the gods."
Ashwina then decided to use a tight white shirt with "slim fit" jeans that I provided on a long chair.
I had told Ashwina when the morning sex activity took place at that time to change her clothes.
I also advised her to wear clothes when she was about to leave the house later.
Not long after, Ashwina came out of the palace and was surprised by the view of the village.
The village that she had lived in since she was a child was no longer rundown and rickety but looked modern and futuristic.
Ashwina realizes that the changes that are happening with her village today are the deeds of her idol.
When Ashwina thought about the gods at once the same-sex activity yesterday, last night and morning flashed over her memory at this time.
Ashwina's face then turned red, her body boiled warm, her head bowed in shame, her beautiful, round breasts tightened again.
The clitoris on her vagina began to beat again.
"Sighhh, oh god Chandra, your majesty must be responsible with my attitude, which currently seems to be addictive to our intercourse last night," Ashwina muttered to herself with a smile then continued on her way.
When Ashwina left the house at once, the girl saw her mother and then called and said, "Mother ... mother, mother, see where Dewa Chandra go?"
Seeing her child woke up from her sleep, Amrita smiled and said: "Ah, my child, you look beautiful in this god-style clothes."
"……………………………" Ashwina smiled at her mother's answer.
"Oh yeah, I saw Dewa Chandra walking towards the south before, it seems like he wants to visit Mahesa and the workers there."
"Oh? What are the villagers doing?" Ashwina asked, confused.
"Ashwina, you're a Minister, how could you not know what Mahesa is doing?" Said, mother.
"………………………… .." Ashwina was silent, feeling guilty.
"You can't be like that, my child, what if God asks for a report from you then you can't answer it? Don't make God angry. He is very good with us," said the mother, who was a little disappointed with her child.
"Sorry mom, but, but ..... sigh, okay mom, I will never dare to disappoint your majesty god, this will never be repeated, I promise" Ashwina "speechless", how could she know what was happening at this time because from yesterday morning until back again the next morning, the girl was having sex with the god "non-stop".
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But once Ashwina did not want to be too honest about the sexual relationship she had done with God.
Not long after, Ashwina said good-bye to her mother and went towards God.
#Meanwhile around the south not so far from the village.
"Quickly, Dewa Chandra, asking us to quickly finish this big hole because he will leave the village shortly, do you want to disappoint his views with all of your slow results?" Mahesa shouted to the villagers who are currently working hard to dig holes.
Mahesa and the residents of the village did not know that it had been about 15 minutes I stood behind them while watching them work.
I'm quite happy with the loyalty and hard work of those who are so passionate and sincere in serving me.
Seeing this, I was quite happy because, in the end, they succeeded in making a large hole with a depth of approximately 20 meters.
This hole is also according to my command, they managed to make it with a size of 50x50 m².
Initially I was quite surprised to see more than 200 villagers working in this "project", I also realized why the holes and the channels they finished so quickly, it turns out that in addition to the number of workers assigned to this project quite a number of them also without stopping from yesterday tonight and early days continue to dig and dig.
I saw the water, which then flowed from a large lake into the channels that ended up in the residents' holes.
The water in this artificial lake has not yet flowed directly into the residents' water tanks because I have not given Mahesa permission to channel it.
Therefore, I had asked Mahesa in my instructions yesterday, when the lake water was already in the man-made hole, then immediately close the water channel that would flow in the residents' tanks before I created a giant water wheel.
"Good job Mahesa!" I said while patting Mahesa's big shoulder.
Mahesa was a little surprised by my clap and then knelt down saying, "Apologise my Lord, I didn't realize that your majesty was behind me, I'm sorry for not keeping my attitude."
"Mahesa stands up, good, your work, good as well as all the residents here, I'm satisfied with the results," I said with a smile.
"Okay, now all of you retreat," I ordered all citizens and Mahesa.
"As you wish for your majesty!" The residents shouted in unison.
At that instant, the residents scattered out of the large hole that had been filled with lake water.
For the sake of the same perception between the people of the village and me, I will call this big hole filled with water, the title "artificial lake."
I started removing necessary objects such as iron, plastic bottles, hoses, and copper.
"Plung, plung, plung," I throw everything into the water.
I opened my cellphone, then started making nails, nuts, long hoses, plastic bottles, iron pipes, waterwheel frames, and so on.
I also forgot to inform all of you that in the "scanning" menu, there is a "drag and drop" button.
The "drag and drop" button functions to shift the 3D objects I created in my cellphone into a building, like playing "Lego" that can be assembled.
In addition to the "drag and drop" menu "scanning" list I also have a "combine" button, which is then used to make a permanent connection.
When my creation already finalizes, immediately, I can also press the "build" button.
When "build" was chosen at once, I was given a new choice whether I wanted to make further automatic modifications through the "artificial intelligence" system into a more futuristic object with a combination of color choices and improvements to the building called "modify."
I click "Modify," immediately I was shocked, the building I made before was suddenly neat, more modern and futuristic.
"Zeng"
Tara, a new giant Ferris wheel of the future, is formed in an instant.
"Zeng"
"Woah, did you see that? What thing was that made by a god? huge!"
"I can't help thinking that our God is an" inventor! "
"I am grateful to worship the god Chandra, his ability is not only a matter of energy that is so strong but also his extraordinary intelligence."
Eh, I am so happy to listen to the chatter of the villagers about me and my creation, hahahahaha. Obviously, I have a cheating way in my cell.
"This is a waterwheel that serves to channel water from artificial lakes to your homes."
"With this creation, you no longer need to take water from far away, you can enjoy clean water directly in your house for cooking, bathing, and washing," I explained.
When I explain this, many people are amazed. Some even scream like crazy, they did not think that I could create something beneficial for them, and it never occurred to me that god-made objects could drain water as far as 2 Km to the house.
Ashwina, who is currently near an artificial lake, shed tears of emotion.
In the eyes of the girl, her idol, despite being tempered, was not selfish.
All his actions are always done for the benefit of the villagers, even things like water, he also thinks.
Ashwina then looked down and thought, in the future, there will be many beautiful girls surrendering themselves to God if God's attitude is, so compassion continues to occur.
If the beautiful girls came to surrender their bodies to God, then what would Ashwina do?
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