Reincarnated To Evolve My Bee Empire

Chapter 41 - 41: Filling up all the queues

My brilliant idea was going to bring us safety *and* development points to the next level.

'I've established basic resource gathering and industry. It's time to use them for the next part of the strategic cycle—expansion! Expansion into agriculture.'

All the dangers to the colony were outside. If there was a way to cultivate something edible *inside* the hive, mortality rates will fall immensely.

Plus, agriculture is always good.

But saying "agriculture" was like saying "gunpowder" or "computers". The idea was much simpler than the actual execution of it. I wasn't even sure there was something to cultivate that bees could digest!

'It will be much easier if I buy that meat digestion gene in the future.'

But for now, I was going to try cheating past the agriculture re

"Awww. You still *can* and *should* think! Just about more practical things. Like, for example, how to train your students faster. Don't let me stop you!"

I patted my daughter's head, and she beamed at me.

"Thank you, Father, I will!"

"And don't forget Material Foragers, too!"

"I know, Father."

"And work on bone armor when you finish with this."

"Uh-uh."

I narrowed my eyes. Industry Adviser shifted on her feet.

She was like a teenager eager to flee from a boring lecture.

I sighed and gave up. Was I really such a boring dad?

"Well, go. I gave you the instructions… go."

Industry Adviser B601 beamed at me and flew away.

'Now I have two queues out of five filled for two weeks ahead. I should fill the others, then.'

I gave my Science Adviser a few simple technologies to poke at: notably, some protective gear and finding good rocks to make stone knives out of. Hell, maybe even metal—if there were any in the vicinity.

We were living among pillar mountains, after all.

The next project Ambrosia brought to me herself.

"Nectus, our stores of food are growing and growing, and so is our population. It's time for us to create a Queen Bee and let her build their own colonies."

I thought about it.

"But they will take a part of our bees with them, right?"

Ambrosia nodded.

"Yes, a new queen will take a half, perhaps. It will hit our production. But we must spread our progeny wider than our own colony!"

'Yeah, but will that help me survive? System?'

I let out a breath of relief, then grinned.

Two Queens meant twice as much population growth. And *of course* my daughter will follow her father's advice!

"Sure! Let's spread our progeny like jam on a toast! What do I have to do? Do I have to mate with you? Do I have to *seduce* you, Amby~?"

Ambrosia looked at me from top to bottom appraisingly.

"Not today. I'm still heavy with the current brood. Tomorrow, I will pick several eggs from it and instruct Nurse Bees to feed them royal jelly."

"Wait… several? We only have resources for *one* new Queen Bee!" I paused, remembering some *dreadful* bee facts. "No… You aren't about to have them fight for their lives in a bee battle royale, where only the strongest gets to build her hive?"