Epic of Bee

The plateau burst with light, and everyone was able to turn away, but a couple trolls were looking at each other, and they weren't overly bothered by it. I turned back as the light faded from Fen, and he had lost about a third of a meter from his height, and he looked Like he had lost some weight as well.

The other Trolls also dropped in size, but they were all still much more significant than any of my other subjects. Then the System activated to let me know the count, and now I would have to give special classes, but I was surprised by what I found.

Troll: 17

Food-2

<Butcher Class> 0

<Cook Class>1

<Preparation Class> 0

<Preserve/Cure Class>1

Service-2

<Builder Class>2

<Caretaker Class> 0

p <Cleaner Class> 0

Production-0

<Farmer Class> 0

<Harvest Class> 0

<Rancher Class> 0

Guard- 10

<Brawler Class> 5

<Defender Class> 2

<Knight Class> 0

<Protector Class> 3

<Ranger Class> 0

Other-4

<Council Class>1

<Researcher Class>1

<Scientist Class>1

<Special Class> 0

All the Trolls filled Classes, and their gray stone skin was now Black and Yellow, but they all had different types of patterns on them. Somehow I knew that the striped ones were different types of Guards, and the circle patterns were the ones that were divided into foods.

It must have been the System helping me keep track of everyone. There was no way that I could learn everyone's name, but having an understanding of their job made it easier for me to tell who was who.

There was no way that I was going to be able to learn everyone's name and remember them all. It was hard now, but it was going to get more challenging as the Hive expanded.

"What is all of this hard color covering me now? I feel different, but I don't know how except that I have shrunk, but somehow I have gotten stronger? This makes no sense," Fen told me as he looked at his new body, and I smiled at him.

"At first, a lot will be confusing, but my wives will go around and scan your people and show them their abilities. I will do it for you now," I said as I activated my eyes, and they started to glow.

"Wooo, are you a God?!" Fen asked with shock as I scanned his massive frame.

"Nope, Just a Queen with some God-Tech!" I said happily as Fen scan completed.

[Biological Scan] Complete!

[Type]:(Race)Troll-(Subracer)Rock.

[Class]: Containment Minister: Warden class councilor in charge of looking after prisoners.

[Status] Rocking! (HP N/A)

[Abilities]

[Contaniment Tomb]: Target within 10 meters is encased in stone and is held in place by the Containment Minister will. Up to 3 targets can be held at one time.

[Bleed The Stone](Passive): Targets Affected by Containment Tomb lose 1% of their total strength per minute up to a maximum of 60%. Targets are affected by this for up to 60 minutes after being released. This time is dependant on how long they have been held.

[Containment] (Gene) Acquired!

"This is interesting, I have heard of this God-Tech before, but I have never seen it in action. So I am your Warden now, but does that mean I can't fight?" Fen asked, and now other Trolls were gathering around.

"Haha, I am not going to stop you, and I think that your skills will Bee very helpful in the future when we are fighting against the Predators. Has Terrance made it here yet? My wives have been telling me all about him, and I am excited to see what things he might have," I said, and Fen got a big smile that cracked his face in half.

"Yes! And now that we have become part of your Hive, it is time for a celebration!" Fen said as he turned, waving for me to follow.

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[Third person view of Pendra, and the Leader of the Predators]

In a cave system that was deep underground in a remote location somewhere, Pendra was brought into a cavern with a cover over her head. At the other end of the chamber, a masked man sat on a throne with a cloaked figure sitting beside him.

The man wore blue jeans and was one of the only full humans he knew of on this god-forsaken planet. Fifteen years ago, Trent was birthed back into this world from his failure the first time and the Leader of the Dragons.

The Traveler had been killed by Goratha, the Sky Kraken Lord, and now after three hundred and seventy-five years, Trent was back. Somehow he was able to retain his memories, but the Dark Horse had told him this chance would not be offered again if he failed to move on this time.

"A new disciple Kena? What have you brought me this time?" Trent asked, but he already knew that Pendra of the Bees was under that hood; Shita had told him of it.

Shita, the small cloaked figure, was actually a Sheep Folk Princess that had been stolen right out from under King Blart's nose. Trent cared little for the outside world; his only goal was to bring down the Six Ground Lords and take the Kingdoms to assault the Sky Domain.

Those that had scorned Trent would be destroyed, even if he took the rest of the world with them. Nothing mattered but the endgame, the ultimate death.

Every Traveler had the same goal, but it had to be done in a way that the Timeduss had never seen. Trent's goal was to destroy the world that had already claimed his life once before.

"This is the Queen you asked me to retrieve, but we were too late to save the rest of her workers," The massive Predator growled.

Trent knew this would happen, but they had the Queen, and that was all that mattered.

"This is fine; she has not been fertilized yet, so we will use her to start breeding our own army of Chaos Beast. Soon, the world will know what it truly means to be in despair as my Hunters ravage the lands. All of these distractions that we have focused on will bear fruit now," Trent said with a laugh as the hood was taken off Pendra.

Part of her body and face was covered in black pulsing Lichtar like they had spread in the Raccoons forest. Her eyes were grey and colorless, but Pendra bent a knee to Trent.

"Your wish is my command," Pendra said with tears in her eyes mindlessly as she screamed inside her head.