"According to this deduction, the seven people who ran out won't become food but a nest for new alien births. So the worst-case scenario would be one Alien Queen and thirteen aliens."
"Of course, the number of ordinary aliens could be more, after all, if any of us get accidentally dragged away by them······"
Everyone fell silent.
This deduction made the situation even more of a dead end.
"Then why not release more Alien Queens? We're doomed anyway, right?" Zheng Zha said, a bit resigned.
"The social structure of aliens is similar to bees and ants, allowing only one queen. Otherwise, it would cause conflict." Chu Xuan explained, "This place is not big enough to accommodate two Alien Queens."
Zhang Jie, frustrated: "Damn, the Main God wants us dead!"
