"How come there seem to be fewer Black Needle Poison Bee offspring?"
He muttered to himself, then glanced at the hive as large as a big round table, covered with countless offspring buzzing around.
Amidst the offspring was a giant bee the size of an adult's head, which with a casual turn, caused a large number of offspring to scatter to the side. One offspring darted around like a headless fly and accidentally collided with the queen bee's head. With a lightning-fast motion, the queen bee extended forward, bit the offspring, and with a few chomps, swallowed it whole.
"The queen bee consuming its own, looks like it's indeed famished."
The middle-aged cultivator realized, and promptly threw out a large piece of blood-stained bone.
The queen bee seemed to smell the meat aroma and quickly jumped down from the hive, leisurely gnawing on the bone.
With one bite, the iron-hard bone showed a fine crack, then a few bites more, and the bone shattered, revealing the tender marrow inside.
