Miss Star, spoiled by her father and brother

Chapter 287 Culture Shock

"Mr. Sifos, what are these things? It's too... too..." The chief couldn't find the words to describe them.

The grotesque steel monster before their eyes brought a strong sense of oppression to those who did not know the truth. Many villagers also followed, curious but not daring to step forward.

"You can see the functions of these things at a glance: laying foundations, stacking bricks, pouring walls, hauling materials... Come over here!"

Sifos directed the construction vehicles to park at appropriate locations and sent the construction drawings to the craftsmen, who then began work after a simple survey of the environment.

The onlookers just watched and would rather skip lunch than miss it, because the building in front of them was changing every second, and they didn't know what steps they would miss if they missed those ten or twenty minutes.

Their families came to look for them, but they were also attracted by the scene and stayed. In this way, more and more people came to the forest, and some even climbed up the trees.

It was not until around three in the afternoon that people dispersed a little because they could no longer bear the hunger.

"Mr. Sifos, I didn't expect what you said was true. This is amazing..." The chief exclaimed while chewing on the jerky that his eldest son brought from home.

"These pieces of iron are like they have brains. They are so flexible. The people who created them are really smart."

In less than half a day, the outline of the house has come out. The architectural style is different from theirs, but it looks comfortable. By six o'clock in the evening, all the structural and exterior work has been completed. It just needs to be left overnight to solidify and be more solid for the soft decoration later.

The chief and the villagers wanted to invite the construction workers to have a meal, but Sifos refused. "We came so suddenly that we don't want to overwork you. There are chefs on the starship who have already prepared the meal. If they don't go back, the food will be wasted."

"Okay then." Everyone was disappointed. They couldn't discuss issues with these skilled masters during the meal. They had a lot of questions.

"When are these craftsmen free? Can we invite them to our home for a visit?" someone bravely stepped forward and asked.

"Craftsmen? You misunderstood. They are my subordinates, not specialized in this."

"Then they..."

"Everyone can build a house, right? Children also build houses with building blocks when they play house. They just use the convenience of tools. If they really try, they may not be able to do it well."

When Siphos said this, everyone suddenly understood and stopped forcing themselves. However, they were still restless for a while and were still immersed in the afterglow of their refreshed ideas.

"Your tribe is really different from ours." The chief said admiringly, feeling a huge sense of gap in his heart, making him feel a little confused.

Sifos glanced at him and said, "Our tools are indeed very advanced, but we also face a lot of troubles, such as intrigues between forces, invasions by alien creatures, harassment from neighboring countries... We have to fight wars from time to time. One second you are sitting at home, and the next second you may be summoned to a corner to fight the enemy. There is nothing to envy."

"On the contrary, you are the ones who live here without any conflicts and are more free and comfortable."

"Is that so?" Hearing his words, the others were a little surprised. They had never known the outside environment and it was the first time they heard Sifos talk about it.

"What else? Is it just for fun that our planet maintains more than two million soldiers?" Sifos said helplessly.

Everyone smacked their lips in amazement, and their hearts felt a little more balanced. Their hearts, which had been turbulent due to cultural shock, also calmed down.

Sifos also said goodbye to the chief and others, and drove back to the starship in the same car he came in to have dinner with his daughter.

When they met, he picked her up despite Xu Weiwei's refusal and said affectionately, "Wei'er, I haven't contacted you for a long time. Do you miss your dad? Are you worried about me? I'm sorry."

Xu Weiwei staggered outward but couldn't break free, so she had to let him hold her in his arms.

"No, I saw construction trucks pulling materials out, which means things are going smoothly."

Sifos pinched her nose through the mask and said, "It's going very smoothly. We can start decorating and setting up the place tomorrow."

“Were they afraid?”

"No, the priest is worried about you."

Masks need to be taken off when eating, so although the two people are sitting at the same table, they are separated by a distance.

Seeing that his daughter looked listless, Sifos took the initiative to talk about what happened during the day, "By the way, Dad also saw Ganz today. You loved playing with him when you were a child."

Xu Weiwei pretended to be confused and asked: "Ganz? Who is that?"

"A little local kid. Before you were one year old, your father brought you to the planet Goodall to live for a while. He often took you with him. One time, a snake crawled into your cradle, and we didn't know it. Or he reached in and caught the snake out."

"Really?"

"Well, I was bitten by a snake for this."

"Ah, then we must thank him very much. Should I choose a gift for him?" Xu Weiwei asked, tilting her head.

When his daughter mentioned the gift, Sifos suddenly remembered something and fell silent. He remembered that he had made a promise to come back to see her. It seemed that he was twelve years old, or something like that? I don't remember...

At that time, it was just to coax the children, thinking that they were young and had bad memories, and would naturally forget about it after a while. Besides, they were uninvited guests, and the chiefs probably didn't want them to visit frequently.

But seeing how excited Gantz was today, he must have thought they came just to see him, oops...

But the child was quite sensible. He knew that they came here for Wei'er's illness and didn't say anything. He immediately started to worry about them. Yeah, not bad.

Xu Weiwei looked at her father in confusion, frowning in thought and nodding and smiling. She didn't know what he was thinking, so she asked, "Dad?"

Seaforth cleared his throat and said, "We have to prepare a gift. Dad has to prepare one too."

"What should I give you?"

"Well..." Sifos rested his chin on his hand and thought for a while before saying, "How about your mother's hairpin? I see they like to put that thing on their heads. Men, women, young and old all have long hair and like to braid it..."

Xu Weiwei: “…”

What did she just hear? The last time she was so speechless was last time.