Epic Of Bee Chapter 14
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We had just reached the river, and the group was gathered around me. I wasn't really sure why I wanted to come over here, but it was nice just to go for a walk.
One that didn't mean that I would need to do anything. My feet were a bit sore, and I hadn't really had a chance to even look at them, but they were nothing to write home to mom about.
It was weird, I had human legs, but they stopped just above my knees. After that, there was brown armor covering them from the knees down, and my foot looked like I was wearing a boot.
Messia and Riza sat beside me, and Messia was showing her how to run her hands through my hair gently. They were trying to get the knots out, but there were so many!
I had to grit my teeth or try to. I tried a couple times with some more savage knots, but that's when I found out that my teeth were squishy!
"Where are my teeth?" I asked, fairly confused, but when Messia opened her mouth to speak I could see she had no teeth, but it didn't look strange to me.
This was another one of those things like before. Even though I was human in mind, that didn't matter anymore, I was a bee, and all things I looked at were from a Bees view.
"You don't have them, like other animals, and that's why I feed you and the others," Messia explained.
"But then what do you and the others eat?" I asked, getting a bit worried.
How stupid of me! I was only thinking about how I would eat, and I had completely forgotten about everyone else. I would need to start bee-ing better, hehe.
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"I have some Bees Bread for us, but we are going to have to make a small hive to store honey. I seem to have a store of the Royal Honey I collected now, but I am not sure what it can be used for," Messia explained.
"I will ask Queeny about it," I said, about to do so, but Messia got my attention.
"Queeny? Who is that?" She asked in confusion.
The little girls were splashing each other, but Leah was close to them to keep an eye on them. I guess I forgot to tell them about this, and I hadn't been restricted from saying the name, so it must be okay.
"Queeny is a System or the voice that has been helping me change you all. Its full name is The Queen System," I explained.
"You have God-Tech? Are you sure you are just a… human, or is that another name for the Timeduss?" Messia asked in shock.
There was that name again, the Timeduss; Queeny had said she was from them. That must be what the Gods of this world were called, and that also meant that there could be others with this God-Tech.
"I am not whatever those people are, I was normal before this with no power. Does this mean that others in the world have this God-Tech?" I asked curiously.
"Yes, but they are very few. The ones known about are all leaders of advanced races. Do you know what this means, my Queen? Sorry, dear, I meant Ashia, but this means that we will be able to join those other races! There are also a few that are part of nothing and choose to stay away from others," Messia explained, blushing a bit and looking adorable when she didn't call me by name.
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I leaned in and kissed her gently. After I pulled back, Messia had a cute and confused look. She was touching her lips, and she looked confused.
"Ashia, you have to do it longer if you are hungry," She told me in confusion.
"I just wanted to kiss you, sorry. You just looked so cute, and I couldn't help myself," I said, feeling my own face warm a bit.
"No, it's okay… I just… new…" Messia said with pauses, and then she looked to be thinking.
I left her to her thoughts, and I looked over to Riza who was finished doing my hair and now was relaxing with her feet hovering just over the water, strange. I looked over to my own feet and saw that I was doing the same thing.
In my head, I wanted to put my feet in the water, but also in my head… I didn't. It was like I was warring with my subconscious right now, but it finally gave up, as if to say, sure, but I warned you.
I dipped my feet in, and then pulled them out fast. Holy fuck that's cold! It must be because I have no fat or anything to insulate me, but wow, won't try that again!
It was like slamming your hand in the car door. It only took one time to tell you that you didn't want to do that again.
Still, it was one of those things that you needed to know since your a stupid human filled with curiosity, and not natural instincts. I would need to start paying more heed to those instincts, but it was going to be a stretch to just ignore curiosity.
I heard a splash, and then a squeal from Riza as she tried to do what I had, and I was sprayed with water. That felt nice on my clean skin, and not as cold as it had on my feet; this was more refreshing than cold.
Riza had her feet tucked under her now, and she was picking at the grass, and Messia was still deep in thought. So, I called out with my mind to Queeny about the Royal Honey.
'Royal Honey can be used as a special advancement in classes for your subjects. Anyone who consumes the Royal Honey will have to go through a metamorphosis stage, and they will become cocooned. Depending on the person, it can take up to a month for the evolution to happen, but when they do come out they will be completely changed into something new,' Queeny explained.
Oh? My Honey Pot produced evolution liquid? But who do I give my sticky juices to?
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