"Isha, aren't our hives in the asteroid belt bad enough to take on this responsibility?"

Listening to the adjutant's answer to the question of hatching the new Leviathan battleship, Xue Hua asked with some doubts.

"Hatching a Leviathan-class or Behemoth-class mothership-class biowarship requires a very large infusion of resources and the biomass delivery support of at least three main nest-level nests, and at present, the largest nest size of our nest outside the world is only two main nest-level nests, and we cannot take on the task of hatching Leviathans for the time being."

Isha explained.

"And what if we expand the nest?"

"It takes time and a large enough site to expand the nest group, which is not available in the asteroid belt."

Its answer made Xue Hua a little frustrated, and he tried to think of some other way to speed up the pace of getting the fleet's new flagship, but no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't find an area in the existing environment that was large enough to accommodate three main nest-level nests and no longer sheltered within the world.

The remaining barren and dead planets in the star system where the Shelter World is located are now being transformed by Zuzad, and even without this obstacle, on a worthless planet, the swarm's fungus will only be able to feed on the biomass converted from the resources in the resource pool.

This will undoubtedly significantly increase the cost of incubating a new Leviathan.

It seems that the new flagship of the Swarm Fleet will only be put on the agenda when Zuzad's work has achieved phased results......

Of course, Xue Hua had considered a long time ago whether his inability to release the Leviathan trapped in his spiritual universe in this world was simply because the overly strict and xenophobic rules of this world were hindering him.

However, Isha quickly dispelled his doubts.

It told Xue Hua that although the rules of this world were powerful and rigorous, they were far from enough to restrain a massive swarm mothership.

The main problem that makes Leviathan unable to get out of the spiritual universe is the energy that has been transformed from the void into the real.

The Leviathan is too powerful, as the superweapon that the swarm once relied on to cross the universe, this supreme crystallization of bioengineering is definitely not as simple as Xue Hua imagined.

Isha's explanation reminded Xue Hua of the Sarnagars' octopus-type living mothership born from the planet's core—the Leviathan was no less than that terrifying creation.

Since the technology of the Sarnagars still requires all the energy of a planet's core to give birth to a living warship of that magnitude, the harsh incubation conditions required by the Leviathan seem to make sense.

Thinking of this, the urgent emotions in his heart finally calmed down a little.

At least his swarm was fortunate to have an environmental modification expert like Zuzad with the ability to reactivate the extinguished planetary core resources - meaning that in the near future, the swarm might be able to mass-produce powerful flagship-class biowarship units much faster than the Sarnagars.

Just as he was about to continue his discussion with Isha about other aspects of the swarm, the mast of the cargo ship "Fin Whale" suddenly rang out with the sound of a "clanging" brass bell.

This is the signal that the cargo ship is about to dock, and after half a month of sailing at sea, they are finally about to step on solid ground again.

However, this time the landing destination was not the Howorth Islands, where Xue Hua would eventually arrive - they were the land of the Amazons, and under normal circumstances, no ship could directly dock in any part of the archipelago.

The port where the ship was about to arrive was a commercial port opened by the Amazons on another large island outside the Howorth Islands, which was called "Shartra".

The northernmost port of Shartra is nominally under the jurisdiction of the Howorth Islands, and is regarded as the only foreign trading port for the Amazons, which was formed and managed by foreign merchants and local Amazons, and is the only place where the Amazons on the Howorth Islands can communicate with foreign trade.

Although the powerful warriors of the Amazons have long been able to live a self-sufficient and closed life on the island, after the massacre of the giants after the Invasion of Hell, the remaining Amazons finally realize that their way of life is not advisable to live in a way that is completely incommunicative.

The Saltra treaty port was born, and this not-so-prosperous port town brought some different changes to the habits of the Amazon tribes on the Howorth Islands.

The crisp brass bell rang a full twelve times, ensuring that everyone on board received the message that the ship was about to dock.

Xue Hua paused for a moment to communicate with his lieutenant, grabbed the money bag he had thrown on the bedside table—a long voyage can make you bored, and counting money can sometimes be a good way to pass the time—and prepared to disembark to visit the exotic island port.

When he walked out of the door, he saw that many sailors had also come out of the bottom warehouse in twos and threes, and they were obviously going to go to the shore to have some fun with the same idea as Xue Hua.

The Merke Whale would spend the night in Shartra to unload the various cargoes from King's Harbor, which was the last chance for the sailors on board to relieve their stress, as the ship would sail through the Windwind Strait and via the Nobile Inland Sea, transporting the precious cargo from the Western Frontiers to the northernmost kingdom of Kegistan on the eastern continent.

Of course, the "stress relief" referred to here does not have the same benefits as the ports of other human kingdoms.

As a seaport managed by the Amazons, the taverns of Port Shartra serve only wine.

But that's enough, there are no ice cellars on the ship, and you can't imagine how unacceptable the fishy and bitter taste can be when cheap bitter algae wine loses its cold taste.

Anyway, when Xue Hua tasted it, he would rather drink seawater than touch the wine in the cup again.

When the rudimentary shape of a small port was slowly revealed under the sea level in front of the cargo ship, Xue Hua heard many sailors not far away exhaling a turbid breath from the bottom of their hearts.

The long voyage was always depressing, especially since the ship had experienced a terrible incident a day or two earlier that had nearly been dragged into the abyss.

The nerves of the crew on the ship have long been tense to the limit, although Xue Hua, a "senior professional", is still on the ship, but his "weird and withdrawn" personality that is rumored by the sailors cannot bring enough security to the people on the ship.

Now, the voyage has finally come to an end, and entering Shartra Island means entering the protection of the patrol guards on the Howorth Islands, and for the first time the Amazons who patrol the shallow waters in canoes give the crew a "cute" look, and these cold Amazonian women often leave quite "unforgettable" memories for the sailors on cargo ships.

As the seagulls began to fly around the mast, the fin whale finally landed on the rudimentary wooden trestle of the port of Saltra.

The sailors lowered the broad planks that served as cargo ladders from the deck onto the trestle, and the crew, who had no task, swarmed toward the town behind the harbor.

Xue Hua also threw his money bag and followed behind these cheerful people, ready to enjoy the island style of Shartra.

He turned back and waved his arm at Kane, who was determined to stay on the ship and teach Aman all the time, and smiled at the little girl with bulging cheeks, and wanted to walk down the plank.

But at this moment, Isha suddenly sent him an urgent warning in the mind of the main nest.

Some Inspector King Worms found five or six hostile targets with a psionic level of up to 7.0 in the shallow water around the trestle, and they were using the sea water as a cover to attack Xue Hua on the wooden plank from all directions!