Chapter 143 Guards
"His Majesty!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the buzzing little worker bees fell silent.
Some brave little ones even lay on Samuel's shoulders and were frightened to the point of rolling onto the lawn.
There was a sound of fruit falling to the ground.
No matter how dumb they are, there is no way they don't know the existence of the 'King'.
It was the most powerful and terrifying drone in the world.
It is said that he is completely different from the other gentle priests in the temple. He will eat the flesh and blood of the female bee guards raw, and even tear them into pieces!
In the dead of night, many worker bees gather together to chat. The cubicles they live in are very small and close together, which makes it very easy for them to chat.
If 'the temple', 'the priest' and 'the female bee' are the most popular topics, then 'the king' is the most terrifying ghost story.
——"Have you heard? Don't be a guard bee! His Majesty ate another one alive!"
——"What?! This is too scary!"
"Even if I become a Guard Bee, I can't resist His Majesty?"
"What are you thinking? That's the most powerful drone. He only needs to use his mental power to kill even the most powerful female bee!"
This conversation almost spread throughout the entire hive, and all the worker bees were very secretive about the "king".
Because of this, they could not believe that the male insect who had spent the entire afternoon with a gentle smile was the cruel and bloodthirsty 'king'.
But he is so gentle...
He was more approachable than the priests they had seen coming to inspect.
He would let them, like lowly worker bees driven to remote areas to gather honey, land on his fingers and shoulders.
They will eat the nectar they collect.
I will express my sincere thanks.
They would come to such a remote cave to avoid punishment.
If male bees like this can be called brutal... then are there any gentle drones in the entire dungeon?!
The kneeling female bee guard felt her head buzzing when she saw the worker bees constantly rolling off His Majesty's body.
He is responsible for supervising the worker bees in this area. If they make any mistakes, he will definitely be held accountable!
These daring, unruly worker bees! Are they trying to kill him?!
Beads of sweat the size of beans oozed from the face of the female bee guard. "Your Majesty, have these unruly worker bees offended you? Please calm down, Your Majesty. I will definitely teach them a lesson -"
Samuel lowered his eyes, and his voice was indistinguishable from joy or anger.
"Oh? Really?"
The female bee guard lowered her head.
He glanced at the hind legs of the worker bees and found that there was not a single pollen ball. The pollen baskets of all the worker bees were empty.
It's over, these idiots who neglected their duties, it's already dusk and they haven't collected any pollen!
And he was caught red-handed by His Majesty!
"Not only are their words and actions disrespectful and offensive to Your Majesty, they've also neglected their duties, delaying the honey harvest. This is a grave taboo for the bee tribe!"
"What do you think?" Samuel asked again.
The female bee guard replied, "Hives are a virtue, and worker bees are even more so! I will severely punish those who fail to complete their tasks!"
"I remember that when junior worker bees are collecting honey in the grasslands far away from the underground city, they need to be accompanied and educated by a female bee guard." Samuel lowered his eyes. "Where were you this afternoon?"
"I, I'm nearby! It's just that the grasslands are vast, and I just missed your Majesty while on patrol!" The female bee guard didn't expect the fire to burn him. Although the manual did say that they needed to accompany them, did he really have to follow a group of worker bees collecting honey?!
What risks could there be on the Santo Grasslands? Even bee-eaters would look down on these lowly worker bees, barely enough to fill their teeth!
Besides, being assigned to such a marginal area shows that these worker bees have poor talents and almost no chance of growing into female bees.
There are countless low-level worker bees like this in the entire underground city. Even if they die unfortunately, can they bring any serious consequences?
However, although I think so, I can't say it that way.
The female bee guard's eyes rolled and she thought of her words in an instant.
But before he could open his mouth, he heard Samuel say, "Taren, you go ahead and speak."
Samuel's golden eyes accurately locked onto Tyron's presence among a group of worker bees.
Terran shook his wings nervously. Seeing the noble drone extending a finger, he hesitated for a moment, but still chose to land on it.
Those hands are slender, white and long.
But Terran felt that it was a warm branch where he could live.
"As junior worker bees, why would you go to the river without a female bee guard?"
"Your Majesty, the patch of fragrant flowers by the river is not a designated area..."
That was the place that Tyron discovered by accident. Because it was far away, it was not allocated to other worker bees.
He swallowed nervously, his once barren language now unusually lively.
Tyron didn't realize this. He continued, "Because junior worker bees can only be assigned to the area with the Casa flowers, and the Casa flowers are nearing their end of bloom... In order to complete the pollen collection quota set by the guard, we have to look for the Fuyu flowers, which have more pollen."
"How much are your fans?"
Terran reported a number and looked at the female bee guard kneeling on the ground with fear.
The six little feet hugged each other tighter.
Will this branch support them?
Samuel looked at Ernest, who shook his head slightly.
"A primary worker bee's honey sac holds 0.03 to 0.05 grams, and it can fly 10 to 20 times a day. According to the rules of the dungeon, 0.5 grams already meets the mission standard, and 0.7 grams is considered excellent, earning a small reward." Note 1
"And this standard is not static; it will fluctuate depending on the distance from the nectar source, the weather, and the flowering period."
Ernest replied that because he was a bumblebee, he was larger than ordinary worker bees, so the female bee guards at the time increased the amount of pollen he collected on the grounds that he needed more food.
But the reward mechanism was still retained. He had saved up a lot of nectar at the time, hoping to meet His Majesty again one day...
The number reported by Tyron is far higher than the standard level. If ordinary worker bees want to reach this weight, they can only continue to extend their working hours if there is no nectar source nearby.
Samuel nodded after listening and said, "Do you know how long it takes them to fly over from those fragrant flowers?"
He discovered in the afternoon that when the group of worker bees were dancing happily, they all started dancing in a figure eight dance without any prior agreement, and not even one was dancing in a circle.
Among bees, honey bees rely on three points to locate themselves: pollen chambers, nectar collection sites, and the sun.
The direction of the swing indicates the direction of the collection site, while the duration of the swing indicates the distance of the food location.
When the nectar source is far away, they will dance the figure eight dance, and only when the nectar source is very close will they dance in a circle.
This shows that the honey-collecting locations of this group of worker bees are usually very far away.
The female bee guard didn't even dare to wipe the sweat from his forehead, he crawled on the ground.
"I alone have to manage tens of thousands of worker bees. Although I have done my best to divide the honey-gathering areas for them, they are still too numerous to control. Some bees always fly into the wrong areas. I will definitely teach them a lesson in the future—"
"When a female bee lies, her spiritual sea will show jagged ripples."
Samuel's voice was flat.
"Since you already know who I am, how could you be so stupid as to lie to me?"
The golden tentacles instantly penetrated into the spiritual sea of the female bee guard.
"Dungeon, drinking, corporal punishment, bribery, embezzlement—"
Countless fragments flashed before Samuel's eyes.
His voice grew fainter and fainter, but the female bee guard's face remained as pale as gold paper.
"I didn't know that a female bee guard had the ability to decide the life and death of a group of worker bees."
Samuel's voice sharpened.
"Where do you send the extra pollen you get from squeezing the junior worker bees?"
"How did you deal with those dead worker bees? With such a high mortality rate, why didn't the temple come to investigate?"
"Are you the only one like this, or are the other Bee Clan guards like this too?"
The guard didn't know how to answer.
The 'King' entered his spiritual sea as if he were entering an empty land, and the barrier built by the priests for him was not able to stop him at all.
The Majesty even accurately stated his crime, and he wondered if his memory had also been fully read.
Perhaps His Majesty asked this question with an answer in mind.
How dare he lie again?
but……
Beads of sweat the size of beans oozed out of his forehead, flowed down his cheeks and gathered at his jaw, finally making a 'tick-tick' sound and being drowned in the grass.
"Since you can't answer, I'll go find a priest to repair your spiritual sea."
Samuel lowered his eyes.
"I think he should give me the answer."
"Your Majesty, please forgive me!"
The female bee guard's face was pale.
"The High Priest was not aware of this matter! It's all my fault! I was blinded by greed—"
Samuel didn't look at the female bee guard crawling on the ground.
The bee tribe is a group with a very distinct hierarchy.
In the hundreds of years without the appearance of a "king", the temple has developed into the ruling body of the bee tribe.
In the temple, there are twelve high priests, excluding the highest-ranking 'prophet'.
These twelve priests are in charge of different areas of the underground city respectively. From the selection and training of female bees to the collection and distribution of pollen, to the construction of city defenses, all the affairs of the bee tribe are in their hands.
They also have countless priests under their command, and these priests also undertake many tasks that allow them to hold real power in the bee tribe.
The priests firmly control the female bees through blessings, marriage, and repairing the spiritual sea, and the female bees further supervise the worker bees.
Such a hierarchy is fixed and insurmountable.
What's the point of an ordinary female bee guard hoarding so much nectar? And where does she get the courage to do so?
If the priest behind the scenes didn't know about this...
Samuel didn't believe a word of it.
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