Reincarnated To Evolve My Bee Empire

Chapter 72 A mysterious affliction

〔Bee Empire〕

〔Wellness〕: 74 %

〔Population〕: 47 thousand

〔Territory〕: 2826 sq. kilometers

〔Settlement count〕: 2

〔Development level〕: 4

〔Development points〕: 156 / 1000

〔Species〕: Common Honey Bee

〔Attributes〕

> Workpower: 799

> Military: 156

> Brainpower: 266

> Logistics: 56

> Resilience: 160

〔Resources〕:

> Food: 2029 units

> Building materials: 74 units

> Crafting materials: 53 units

〔Colony Council〕

〔Military Adviser〕: increases total military by 10%. (Bloodhero)

〔Science Adviser〕: adds 10% of total workpower to brainpower. (Re

Could this have influenced my colony's wellness?

"Queen Pollenia's messengers mentioned nothing about this when they brought requests for our crafted stuff," Things-Things said.

"We should still ask. Good thing Hornet's Nest is just a short flight away… Bloodhero, send someone after a *detailed* report. And… think about all this. The Empire needs answers!"

"Yes, Father!"

***

An hour and a half later, the Colony Council gathered again.

"Queen Pollenia says that there's been nothing abnormal happening in her hive. 29 sick bees, a dozen injured in a minor cave-in, but nothing worse than bruises," Bloodhero reported, waving a wax tablet.

I rubbed my forehead.

To deal with this problem, I used my Grand Strategist title. But although I got mostly used to it, when I had so many unfounded reasons for anxiety about my little princesses somewhere out there, the extra 20 points of intelligence were mostly giving me *more* anxiety.

"Let's be logical," I muttered.

Researchina and Ambrosia nodded at once.

"Are you feeling well yourself, Nectus?" Ambrosia asked. "Could you've fallen sick, too? *Actually* sick?"

I blinked and checked my health. No—still at 〔36/36〕. I've been still feeding Researcher Bees my blood, but only a portion at a time.

"No, I'm fine! I think. This is something else. Not the Worker Bees in Hive Supremo, not the Worker Bees in Hive Hornet Nest… Ah, my little princesses! Could something have happened to them?"

Ambrosia shook her head.

"The wellness loss happened in the last few days. They were perfectly well back then. Our daughters are fine. It's…"

A realization flashed over her face, followed by a dark shadow.

I couldn't remember ever seeing my wife with this expression, and it took me a moment to realize…

She was *dreading* something.

The next moment, I understood.

"Oh, no. If it's not anyone else, it has to be…"