Chapter 1161
Step by step, Misi brought Crossed Antennae’s army of a million strong to their ship. The carrying case was insulated from casual inspection, and the slower void ants would take some time to make the relatively short journey on their own. Thus, they had gathered together and now took up a slightly inconveniently sized container. It could have been smaller, but this was a compromise to lower the number of layers the void ants were packed in. A few layers was fine. A dozen was not too bad. But those at the bottom of a multiple kilogram mass could become quite uncomfortable.
The latest communication from her void ants had been received several days prior. Either the relay structures had been destroyed, or the void ants had been annihilated. Crossed Antennae very much hoped for the former, and the Exalted Quadrant wasn’t known for leaving much of previous occupations behind. It was rather silly, in her opinion, as humans could use the same infrastructure, but because they did not understand some of it they crushed it all. A very human response.
A single human ship was far too voluminous for the void ants, but such ships were best equipped to deal with travel to an unsecured location. Once aboard, they were able to spread out to some extent, but they never moved far from their supplies because there was nothing useful for them to do while the ship was in transit.
Perhaps that was why it seemed to take forever, though it was only a few days. Crossed Antennae wondered what she was even doing. What was the goal? She was going to confirm the status of her colony. After that, she’d figure it out.
As if that made any sense. Clearly, they were already lost.
It was a good thing she had her royal guard to consider, or she might have never gotten anywhere. “Is there any purpose to this?”
Fire responded easily. “I don’t think you would have mobilized us for no reason at all.”
“Inaction is the most foolish choice,” Snips agreed. “If you truly find there is no purpose, we will have wasted just a small amount of time.”
“Ten million days,” Crossed Antennae said. “Spread among all of us.”