That solution was to take the seeds from someone else who does agriculture—the humans.
By now, the trade channels we established with the nearest human village—Krisha, as it was called in their language—were reasonably stable. And we had spare gold to trade.
The Council had arranged the movement of provisions to support the unevolved beehives and hunt for extra meat supplies, and I rode on Scourge's back to Krisha research camp, planning to return on the same evening.
It has been a while since I talked with humans, and I was looking forward to finding out how their attitude toward us changed in the last two months.
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"We kept them in appropriate fear and respect toward our power, Father. All as you instructed," Chief Researcher Explanatory said. "A few humans tried to show anger or even threaten us, but several warning stings have silenced their unrest. But it was all in my reports."
"Of course." I nodded as if I read them all.
