Reincarnated To Evolve My Bee Empire

The Bee Empire continued to grow over the next few months, and the whales were just a minor incident on the large scale of things.

Electric power was spreading slowly but surely over a vein-like system of massive cables. For now, only for manufactures which were slowly losing the "manu" part, but I planned to eventually bring electricity directly to the hives.

The introduction of the Jellybee morphotype increased our population growth even more. Like I promised, I gave orders to "fade away" the wild beehives by killing their Queens and replacing them with one of our own.

These replacement Queens weren't there to take over and rule, no. They came with their own squad of bees, mostly Nurses and Cleaners. Together, the Queens and these bees put things in order and took care of the bees in the hive until all of them died of old age.

It was like a retirement house for these bees. They didn't even have to fly out for nectar because there was plenty of food brought right into their hives. At the end of their days, they would just laze around, relax and do nothing in particular.

I imagine they'd be playing bingo if they were smart enough to play anything. Having 3 intelligence really limited their downtime.

The Queens that had Drones lamented losing them, though. These weren't the more responsible Queens that actually ruled sectors and sub-hives—no, these already were responsible mostly for laying eggs with my latest genes.

I was making them lose their job (of course, I gave them another, as Nurses and Teachers, mostly). Which they expected—I was going to change genes sooner or later—but they still didn't like it. They even complained that they would feel very lonely and unsatisfied without their Drones!

Of course, these young women still deferred to my orders, since I was their always-so-wise father, but my unhappy daughters sent me a lot of complaints. And then put these complaints in regular reports and messages so that I didn't have a choice but to read them!

I was almost proud of how smart they were despite having jobs with less responsibility than their older sisters. If only they complained less…

"And what am I supposed to do about that? Invent a dildo?" I complained to Amby one day. "And before you ask—it's a crafted dick. A fake dick!"

To that, Amby only frowned and told me,

"I will talk with them about this. They will know they shouldn't pester you anymore… They already got their new jobs."

And somehow, she made it happen. They really stopped complaining… (And in the future, when I saw the word "dildos" in reports about volumes of crafted utilities, I pretended that I didn't.)

Without Drones, the fertility of Jellybee Queens was lower, but they made up for it with their numbers.

More sub-hives were built. Our borders spread wider and wider, partially thanks to humans, but mostly thanks to bees.

Humans have lost a lot of population in recent years, and were still losing people to illnesses (although fewer with each year). There weren't enough of them to colonise places, even after they were cleansed from hostile flora and fauna.

But bees could grow a new generation within a month, and we did. Now, although there were still a lot of pockets full of untamed forests and dangerous wildlife, there were forts all over "our" half of the continent, connected by countless railroads.

A few of these railroads were even built in human size. They not only allowed humans to travel faster, but they also carried massive loads of cargo over the Empire.

We have fully conquered our half of the continent, and the other half was almost done, too.

My assassin-girls have succeeded in killing the evolving deer before they could spread, and the expedition army freed countless kilometres of land so that usnea trees could be planted on them.

The bees also did precise attacks on the deer deeper into the continent—the deer that evolved tough mouths to eat usnea trees with spikes.

They still didn't make the entirety of the smooth-back deer population, and my girls did a lot of work in reducing this amount. This allowed the usnea trees to spread wider and take over some of the continent by itself—they just spread their seeds on the wind, as always, and the smooth-back deer bled to death trying to eat the saplings.

By this point, half of the continent was either taken by bees or by usnea trees. Soon, this land was going to be ours… Although I still had doubts about having Usnea God as an ally.

Despite this, I didn't go back on my promises, and my people have successfully carried the usnea tree seeds to the Vardish Empire on the other continent, and even returned to me with a report.

The usnea seeds have taken well to foreign soil, despite the abundance of plants that already fought each other and humans. They predicted that the usnea trees won't be able to spread without stopping forever, though—there were species that evolved resistances against cold northern winters.

I wasn't sad about this. I believed that every piece of land that usnea trees cleared from more dangerous and hostile flora and fauna was worth the effort it took to bring the seeds to that place.

Worse, I feared that the usnea trees would be a drop in the ocean of the mayhem that was happening on the other continent. The reports from Agents working there told me that the local species were evolving more and more mysterious and powerful abilities. Humans still survived, but it was that—a survival, where they had to use all their technologies and wits to keep up.

It was too bad that I couldn't send any blue-eyed scouts there—they were too precious for a dangerous and prolonged task like that.

So instead, I decided to send a larger expedition force!

It was time to move on to the other continent. This place won't be more ready for that than it already was.