Chapter 2679 Stay or Go

When I asked where the existences as powerful as gods were now, the Golden Queen Bee shook her head regretfully. It meant that those existences suddenly disappeared one day, as if they had never appeared.

The most powerful guys in the inner forest had tried to find those magical fluctuations, but in the end, the result was more rejection than approval.

This is not surprising. After all, testing is an impolite behavior among any living beings. If it angers those beings, it may cause a devastating catastrophe within the Elf Forest.

They are all uncanny. Some of them have lived for hundreds of millions of years at most, and millions of years at least. None of them want to be like ants, with no dignity and no sense of existence. 's death.

Instead of doing this, it would be more satisfying to break through the shackles, make a big fuss in Moonlight City, and then collectively sacrifice heroically.

Hearing this, a cold sweat broke out on my back, and I thought to myself: Fortunately they didn't rush out, otherwise it wouldn't be them but us who would die.

The golden queen bee did not notice my abnormality, and continued: "My thoughts are exactly the same as those powerful guys, they don't want to die, so I can't let them go, let alone let them do whatever they want."

Having said this, the Golden Queen Bee lowered her head, her many compound eyes showing sadness.

Later, it said that when there was no sure-fire choice, it could only sacrifice the small to protect the big, at the expense of some worker bees, so that other worker bees can recognize the reality and understand that they cannot act arbitrarily. Only by keeping their own rules can the continuation of the race be ensured.

Obviously, its strategy was successful. After sacrificing more than a hundred worker bees, the entire bee colony became much more honest and returned to the level of rapid organization, strict discipline, and absolute obedience.

I curiously asked the queen bee: "Do you feel sad for your dead companion?"

The queen bee said: No, not only will I not be sad, I will also be proud of them. It is precisely because of their sacrifice that the entire group can continue.

Then I asked the queen bee what her next step was.

The queen bees hope to obtain a place to live as their pasture, preferably a place with large areas of blooming flowers, because as long as the number of flowers is sufficient, they do not need to hunt other creatures for food.

“How big of a flower garden do you need?”

The queen bee thought for a while and responded to my question with the number of bees in the colony: Each bee needs 500 flowers. Now, my colony has about 5,000 bees and needs about 2.5 million flowers.

"Two and a half million flowers."

Holding my chin, I thought for a while and came to a conclusion: "You need 100,000 square meters of pasture. Hey, it's a bit difficult."

Seeing my embarrassment, the queen bee pondered for a while and said that the number could be reduced, but humans would have to help raise some livestock to replenish the reduced flowers.

This is a good idea, but raising livestock in captivity is not the specialty of the elves and goblins, and they may not be able to raise them well.

Those who really have research on animal husbandry and have the highest say are the herdsmen of Dasai City, especially those who have been herding for generations. They have considerable experience in raising livestock in captivity and free-range livestock.

But the problem is that these herdsmen don't like the climate of Moonlight City, and many even express their disgust at it.

Compared to the warm or blazing Moonlight City, they prefer the cold in the frontier area of ​​Dashai City.

This is not easy to handle. I can't force the herdsmen to move to Moonlight City just to solve the survival problem of the Golden Bees.

Not to mention whether the herdsmen are willing to submit, even if they are really taken over, they will become ill or even die due to acclimatization. Such serious consequences and bad effects will send me to the people of Dasai City and even The opposite of the entire Zephyr continent.

I don't dare to wear the title "Public Enemy of the People", and it's not just me, probably no one dares to wear it - whoever wears it will die.

Then I can only select some elves from the Ministry of Agriculture to assist me.

But here comes the problem again. The person in charge of the agricultural department is Elder Sibo Ling. His relationship with me can't be said to be bad, but it's certainly not much better. Is that old witch willing to help?

I hesitated for a long time, and finally put this idea into the "unlikely to be realized, but you can give it a try" option.

"I can't guarantee whether your request can be fulfilled," I said truthfully.

After hearing this, the queen bee felt a little disappointed, but she was not disappointed or desperate. After all, most of the creatures here did not pose much threat to the golden bee clan, and the king of the forest who was in charge of the outer forest and the person in front of her looked not human at first sight. The boy has no hostility toward him, and is even trying hard to find a way for the Golden Bee to coexist with the surrounding forest.

This feeling of being taken seriously is something I have never experienced before. At least, this queen bee has never experienced it.

"Just think of a way, please."

The translator vividly described the queen bee's pleading tone.

"Is there any other place besides this forest?"

"Other forests?" Golden Bee asked.

"No, not Moonlight City, but other regions, for example, a certain island."

"It's not impossible." The golden queen bee was a little hesitant. After hesitating for a moment, she added: "The main reason is that the magical atmosphere of this forest is extremely rich, and the magic value content in the soil is extremely high. It is very suitable for brewing high-purity honey and royal jelly. If you change If we go to other places, we would probably need a hundred times more flowers to fill our stomachs."

I sighed heavily, holding my chin in distress.

Seeing that I was lost in my thoughts, the golden queen bee didn't want to disturb me. She just stayed aside and didn't move. If the pair of tentacles hadn't swayed from time to time, I even suspected that it was under petrification magic.

After hesitating for a long time, I sighed helplessly, spread my hands and said, "Sorry, I have no idea."

"No, I don't blame you. It's our problem. There is no habitat for the golden bees in the outer forest. If the guys in the inner forest hadn't gone too far, we wouldn't have left our homeland."

"Actually, this doesn't count as leaving your homeland. The inner forest and the outer forest are all elves' forests, aren't they?"

The Golden Queen Bee did not respond and continued to remain silent in despair.

At this time, Mr. Taylor suddenly spoke: "You can talk to Trika about this matter. She may have a solution."

"Grandma the Queen?" I blurted out subconsciously: "What can she do? Huh? Grandma the Queen? That's right! Old man, your suggestion is so powerful!"

I suddenly became excited and danced towards the Queen Bee and said, "Your Highness, Queen Bee, I think I know who can solve your dilemma."

The Golden Queen Bee was of course very happy to hear what I said.

But then, I hesitated and said: "But there is a prerequisite."

"What premise?" Queen Bee asked.

"You have to come with me and leave the Elf Forest temporarily."