Reincarnated To Evolve My Bee Empire

Chapter 240 - 240: Put all your (beast) eggs in the same basket

In a month, I became sure that we passed spring and moved to summer. Sun was hotter than usual, humans were gathering the first harvest from their fields of trees that spanned beyond the horizon, and the Bee Empire was unfurling like one of the many summer flowers.

And like I predicted, the newly trained heralds had plenty of stories to tell in the amphitheaters built all over the Bee Empire. Stories about our expansions, new hives, and many technological achievements.

Bloodhero constantly trained more Warriors to guard and expand our borders.

(Although there were few truly dangerous opponents around the forest anymore, predators like wasps and ants still had to be dealt with. In fact, Bloodhero complained that flies became way too numerous lately, and so bold that they began trying to steal or lay eggs into the prey of our Hunters.)

Workharder's people kept establishing more hives, building railroads between them and sending many trains forth, trying to connect every hive with a railroad. It became especially important now, when trees in the Land Supremo grew rarer by the day.

But now that most young bees in Hive Supremo were morphotyped into Beemarines or Beehounds, it made more sense to move resource gathering to outer hives and build industry in Hive Supremo instead.

Thanks to the iron pickaxes, we could finally mine through Supremo pillar mountain itself and expand the hive cave! The looming threat of overpopulation was avoided—the pillar mountain was huge enough to fit billions of bees.

With Re

They often warned the Council about minor threats like predator attacks, bad storms or relatively large outbreaks of illnesses (nothing as serious as the mite infestation, not even close). However, three times out of four, nothing happened in the first place, or happened but not with us.

Near the end of this month, Undecided told me this:

"This is why we aren't sure about anything, even our names, Father. We are trying, but… I don't know if we ever will. But at least we help sometimes, right? I wish we could tell more precisely. All we know is that there are threats looming just ahead, but they are all so… varied!"

"We will be ready. Thanks to you and other Oracles, in no small way," I told her, smiling. "It's better to be over-prepared than caught unawares, so I'd rather you warn me about things even if you are unsure, than if you stay silent and we might miss anything."

"Alright, Father! I will."

"But first, tell me—that vague danger, will it come from the flies? Will flies suddenly evolve into evil flies and try to kill us, or something?"

Undecided thought about it for a long minute, then shook her head.

"No. They are just annoying."

"So they are, so they are… Thank you."

Now my fears were put to rest. I was convinced that the onslaught of flies was a consequence of the war, anyway—despite all our attempts to stop the pests from laying eggs in dead humans.

If things didn't change, in a month or two we might reach development level 9.

And before that, I was given more good news.

"Father, the dragons have finally begun laying their eggs! Even our black dragons try to, I was told. In the last few days, their thoughts have been all about finding mates and they demand shiny items instead of food as their rewards," Bloodhero announced in her personal report. "And the scouts have discovered several nests where eggs already lie, although many of them belong to land-beasts and not dragons. What should we do about them?"

This was the opportunity I was waiting for.

"We need to find and hatch as many eggs as possible. Dragons are hot-blooded, but feathered lizards are not… Yes, this is my next order. We are going on a grand eggs-pedition, which won't stop until we try to tame everybody we can. And I will lead this expedition personally!"