Before Pollenia could answer, Ambrosia interfered again.
"There's no question. The outside world is dangerous. You will learn more from , either way, Pollenia."
"I was about to say the sa thing!" Pollenia said. "I will only go outside to find myself Drones to mate with."
Another thing I didn't want to think about. And didn't have to—not now, at least.
***
Later this day, I gathered a squad of Foren Bees and gave them spears.
"We are going to hunt for at. Today!"
The first generation of bees with the at digestion gene didn't erge yet, but should do it soon. However, I wanted at *now*. Bees couldn't live on nectar alone—it was pure carbohydrates and lacked vitally important protein.
And I wasn't going to eat any bee bread anymore.
"Hunt? Like hunters?" the Sergeant Foreman asked.
"Yeah! Then I will show you how to cook at. But before you start… Drink this."
I had a large jug filled with 6 health points worth of my blood.
〔Health〕: 29 / 36
My health points weren't quick to recover. From what I observed, the base regeneration of other bees was about half a point per day. Maybe three quarters of a point with dical attention and regeneration.
It really was a sacrifice each ti (and my hand hurt a lot now).
"Is this your *blood*?" Sergeant Foreman scrunched her nose.
"Yes, now shut up and drink it—a couple of gulps each. It will make you stronger."
"Ugh… I'd rather kill ten wasps than do this…" another Foreman Bee complained.
"Hey, Father told you to shut up!" Sergeant Foreman said and made a large gulp from the jug.
She looked ready to vomit. Then her eyes opened wide.
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