"Yes, Father. They have rebuilt most of the ships you've destroyed—they worked almost as hard as bees! But…" Blessing smiled mischievously. "But they won't actually do it. My sisters are working on it even now, I know it. Humans already fight each other all the time, but my sisters make even more strife! Our Lieutenant had this idea as soon as we found out about the crop famines humans faced…"
'Were insects eating crops in the Vardish Empire without bees to protect them?' I asked.
"No. It was the other way around! Their crops were killing all the insects!" Agent Blessed waved her hands in agitation. "I've never seen anything like it. The pillar mountains, the trees, even the grass—they all could be deadly out there. Some of them would catch insects and dissolve them alive in acid. Others were just incredibly toxic. Humans complained that they couldn't use wheat they grew themselves because the bread made from it killed half the people who ate it."
