Chapter 128 Resurrection

"Oh."

The male insect sitting on the throne, fiddling with his long hair, snorted a laugh from his nose. His figure was hidden in the darkness, making it impossible to see him.

"You mean, the Hive was destroyed after my death?"

"Little one, I am the calamity foretold by the temple's 'prophet.'" He extended a slender finger, a strand of hair curling across it. In the gloom, it shone with an imperceptible dark golden luster. "After my death, the bee tribe should prosper."

Ome blinked his small eyes and wiped away the nonexistent sweat. "But according to the development process of the original world, in three years a bug will massacre the temple in revenge for you."

"Then, the inheritance will be cut off. Without drones to maintain the flow of the Nine-fold Spring, drones will no longer hatch, and the females will die one after another..."

It took out the card as it spoke.

"Oh?" the male insect made an interested sound, his golden eyes turning to Ome. "You're a smart little dog, you actually knew to start with the temple."

He chuckled again, and with a flick of his slender fingers, the card appeared out of thin air in his hand.

At first sight, Samuel was attracted by the female insect's exceptionally strong chest, which was so bulging that it almost burst the buttons of her uniform.

He was holding a spear, and his chest muscles were tense from this posture, making the wrinkles on his shirt look a little... heavy.

“So big.”

Samuel praised sincerely.

Then he threw the card aside casually.

"But I'm sorry, I don't know him."

Black hair, brown eyes, dark skin, and most importantly, exceptionally strong, with bulging muscles and a thick waist - these characteristics are not in line with ordinary bees.

The bee tribe has always been famous for its slender waists and beautiful looks.

Samuel was once the king of the bee tribe, and he was sure that there were no such ugly-looking bees in his palace.

Ome scratched his head, then projected another dynamic image.

"This way you should remember it."

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In the picture, a chubby bee is collecting honey. It is completely different from the surrounding bees with slender waists. It is very... round, and its furry butt makes it look like a plush bear.

The flapping of the wings sounded like a small airplane.

Its two thin wings seemed completely unable to support such a huge body, and it could only fly by flapping its wings desperately.

It swayed towards the flower, and the next moment, the entire Kasa flower was bent down, with the flower stem almost at a 300-degree angle.

The snickering sounds of the worker bees came from all directions.

"Look! That bumblebee!"

"She even bent over Kasahua! How fat must she be!"

"Let's go somewhere else. It's so loud it might attract bee-eaters!"

The female insect guard also scolded: "You are so big that you can even bend Kasahua! What's wrong with you? You won't get any food today!"

The bumblebee clumsily used its little claws to grab the pistil of the Kasa flower, and the yellow pollen rubbed all over it.

It didn't dare to refute the female insect guards, and could only silently sweep all the pollen into the pollen basket on its legs.

Although they spend the whole day among the flowers, they cannot steal pollen. Every day when the worker bees return to the hive, the female bee guards will weigh the pollen they have collected. If it does not meet the standard, they will be expelled from the hive.

The areas that worker bees are responsible for collecting are strictly limited. As the most basic worker bee, it can only collect Kasa flowers that other worker bees do not like.

The other worker bees flew back to the hive one after another, and only it remained in the sea of flowers.

Until a slender white finger stretched out, lifted the clumsy worker bee, and then placed it on a larger fragrant flower.

"The fragrant flower has more pollen."

He spoke softly, his voice as gentle as the breeze.

An exceptionally beautiful face appeared in the picture.

Similar to but different from the bee tribe sitting on the throne now.

——At that time, Samuel still had a pair of eyes as pure as the sky.

"I'm not qualified... No..." the bumblebee buzzed.

"But I want to drink the nectar of the fragrant flower."

Said the male insect in pure white priest robes.

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"It's actually this one." Samuel was a little surprised. He raised his eyebrows and then laughed. "It has grown a lot."

The last queen of the bee clan was a benevolent god who bestowed the ability to reproduce on some exceptional worker bees.

He redefined the smallest unit of bee society, giving new meaning to "home" and "love".

After this, the structure of the bee colony changed from a queen bee, a small number of drones and countless worker bees to a small number of drones, some female bees and countless worker bees.

The transformation of worker bees into female bees requires a lot of tests, both physical and psychological. Before the transformation is complete, they have a certain degree of intelligence, but their lifespan is short and they live in a completely atavistic form.

After repeated tests, they are able to gradually become intelligent and possess human form.

But the last boundary between worker bees and female bees is that they must drink the Jiudi Spring water guarded by the queen bee or receive the blessing of a priest to complete the transformation.

Therefore, every female bee is the best in the bee colony.

But unfortunately, the Queen's act of defying fate on her own was punished by the will of the world. The Queen soon died, and the entire bee tribe was cursed.

The male bees become weak and sickly, while the female bees will face a mental frenzy until they explode and die.

Before her death, the Queen poured all her magical power into the Nine-fold Spring, the mother spring of the Bee Clan, and told her people that she would always bless them. Since then, in every generation of male insects, there has always been one with exceptional spiritual power. He can capture her power, make the dried-up Nine-fold Spring flow, and ensure the continuation of the Bee Clan's bloodline.

Later, male insects with such abilities were called kings.

But as time went on, there were fewer and fewer male insects with such outstanding abilities. In the last few hundred years, they had disappeared from the generation line, and the priests in the temple gradually replaced the position of "king".

Until Samuel showed up.

"It's him, it's him!" Ome nodded repeatedly, "He worked really hard to become a Guard Bee, but..."

But when Ernest arrived at the temple, he only saw Samuel's body.

"Anyway, that's it! And I'm here to save this little world!" Ome said that it had already calculated it using the system, and only Samuel could solve this problem.

Only he can make Ernest swear allegiance until death, and only he can make the Jiudiquan Spring flow again.

"I can reset the time of this world and take you back to before your death—but my time reset card is discounted, so it can only reset you a short time."

"But I believe in you! Your mental strength is very strong, there will definitely be no problem!"

Ome warned seriously. He looked at the world progress and found that time was very tight. It would be too late if he was late!

"I didn't agree, little one." Samuel laughed.

There was a faint smile in his golden eyes, but his voice was cold.

"Such a boring world, and you actually want me to go back again."

"!" Ome was shocked. He had never expected the executor to be uncooperative.

"But Ernest—" He's been waiting for you! He became like this for you!

"That's the puppy's own choice." Samuel smiled, just like in the projection.

But his eyes had changed from pure blue to dazzling gold, and his soft and dazzling golden curly hair had turned into a dull black gold.

He has changed.

Everything he suffered before his death shattered his faith.

Ome is aphasic.

"I'm going to continue sleeping."

Samuel said, his voice was cold, the fatigue from waking up from a long sleep had covered up the freshness just now.

"Samuel! You are the only bee who can communicate with the Queen's will!" Ome said anxiously, "Are you going to disappoint her?"

"You want all her children to die?"

Samuel opened his eyes again.

His golden pupils emitted a captivating light in the darkness, and he stared quietly at the system in front of him.

Ome felt a chill run down his spine.

After a while.

Samuel sat up.

He had a lazy posture and a soft voice, but it carried an irresistible authority.

"Let's go."

——

When Samuel opened his eyes again, he saw the shackles that bound his limbs.

They were made of the most precious metal, intricately crafted and carved with floral designs, like delicate bracelets and anklets.

But none of this can offset the meaning behind it.

--captivity.

"Since we're resetting the time, can't we reset it earlier?"

Samuel asked with a smile.

The long hair that draped behind him had turned from blond to black, a sign of his mental overdraft.

And Samuel could feel that his body was extremely weak.

But this is inevitable.

His dominant species is the golden-ringed vespa, a family of carnivorous bees.

This was also the basis that the temple later used to attack him.

Golden-ringed vesps feed on their own kind.

For the first twenty-two years of his life, he ate only fruits, nectar and pollen, and never touched meat, because the "prophet" who raised him in the temple said that in order to become a priest, he must keep his body pure.

Later, because of his outstanding talent and the awakening of the Jiudiequan Spring, he became the "king" of the bee tribe that had not appeared in hundreds of years.

"Prophet" has higher requirements for him.

There were many taboos in his diet. He no longer took external food and could only drink the soup made by the "prophet".

The soup was very spiced, but Samuel didn't suspect anything.

How could he have imagined that the "prophet" who raised him and whom he regarded as a heroic father would kill him?

The soup was mixed with the flesh and blood of his compatriots, and his body received nutrients it had never received before.

He broke his vow, and ordinary fruits, nectar and pollen could no longer satisfy him.

He has only two options.

One is to desperately suppress his appetite. Even if fruits, nectar, and pollen cannot satisfy him, his physical body will not die quickly. However, his spiritual power will gradually weaken, and he will die like a withered flower.

The second option was to completely let go. Flesh and blood could provide him with sufficient nourishment, and his spiritual power would become unprecedentedly strong, allowing him to lead the hive further. Of course... there was also the possibility that, as the 'prophet' predicted, the hive would be destroyed like a disaster.

Samuel in the past was the former.

But now…