Chapter 110: Even Aliens Are Junkies
Chancellor Krill Shuha’dar listened, an immense, fifty-foot silhouette against the distant, silent horror of the human pods. He heard the remaining pairs of reptilian nobles present their harvest reports, his patience a thin veil over an underlying impatience.
These were the smaller geological scales, the less prolific territories: Krill Vark and Krill J’dara from the Philippines, Krill Zyth and Krill Kor from Cuba, and other countries geopolitically linked to the USA, all falling under the direct oversight of Krill Khian and Krull’Kahn.
Their reports, while not the lowest, placed them firmly in the mid-to-lower ranks of the monthly harvest. The Chancellor’s focus was always on macro-level efficiency, with these smaller, more difficult zones grouped under broader supervision.
While the other nobles were consumed by the grim accounting of harvest numbers, Krill Khian and Krull’Kahn’s internal thoughts drifted to their own long-term, far more revolutionary plans.
Despite their modest 19th rank in the current monthly harvest, they considered themselves, and were considered by a select few, to be true geniuses among the Krill, owing to their independent initiatives. They mentally reviewed their groundbreaking developments.
Their primary breakthrough: a bio-neural implant, designed for wide distribution, promising remote, precise control over human populations. This, they knew, would ensure compliant "cattle," eliminating the unpredictable variables of human societies and their frustrating, messy inconsistencies.
Their second major project: synthetic wombs. These, they envisioned, would allow for mass-scaled, consistent, and fully controllable production of humans, completely removing any reliance on natural human reproduction cycles or their inconvenient societies. It was the ultimate solution to the "quota" problem – a factory for Anu-blood, bypassing all the complexities of interacting with a free-willed species. It was a testament to their inherent arrogance, their complete dehumanization of the species they preyed upon.
They acknowledged, in the privacy of their shared mental space, that much of this cutting-edge scientific development wasn’t their own inherent Krill genius. Instead, it was a repurposed manifestation of human ingenuity and intelligence.
They often mused on how terrifyingly effective a human could be when developing scientific tools, even for malevolent purposes. For the Krill race, true scientific development had never been a strong point; they had always outsourced it to slave races under them. Automation, a concept humans embraced for efficiency and (what the Krill perceived as) "pure laziness," was still alien to the Krill’s more physically driven, conquest-oriented culture.