Chapter 64: Reunion of Snow Crystal Cat And Her Cubs
Inside the primary starship ward.
Shelley anxiously peered toward the doorway every few minutes. The hum of the starship’s engines had changed, indicating they had finally reached their destination, but why hadn’t she seen her kittens yet?
Could it be true, just as Orange had suggested, that this human was simply deceiving them?
“No, no… it’s just not my turn yet,” she whispered frantically to herself, her tail twitching. “The Rock-Armored Bear was so critically injured that they had to prioritize his surgery first. Then they had to manage Brother Jie and Ah Hu. It’s just a scheduling delay, don’t panic, don’t panic…”
Yet, despite her logical deductions, her motherly instincts left her completely restless.
Seeing her frantic pacing, Orange extended a heavy paw, gently pressing it against her shoulder to arrest her movement. “Stop pacing around the berth. Sit down and let your system rest; your body cannot endure this level of stress.”
She let out a low, heavy sigh, her expression laden with a lifetime of betrayal. “I warned you before…”
Right then, a rhythmic sequence of footsteps echoed from the corridor, and Shelley’s head snapped toward the threshold. The pneumatic seal glided open, and Sister Su’s crisp, familiar voice filled the room.
“Shelley, look who traveled all this way to see you~”
Four sleek, white shapes materialized from behind her boots, lightly bounding into the ward.
The kittens had grown exponentially during their separation. Their coats had transformed into thick, fluffy clouds of silken fur, and the fragile, hollow features of their infancy had completely vanished, replaced by robust, beautiful, and intensely energetic frames. They had clearly been raised on a premium nutritional regimen.
The four kittens halted tentatively near the center of the room, their ears perked as they curiously poked their heads forward, their tiny noses twitching to sample the air currents, attempting to isolate a half-remembered scent.
An absolute torrent of tears instantly spilled from Shelley’s eyes. Her senses hadn’t failed her. Those were her babies!
“Meow~”
Shelley’s telepathic voice trembled violently. The automated latches on her enclosure clicked open, and she stumbled unsteadily toward the four juveniles.
The moment that specific maternal scent and familiar vocal frequency registered through their senses, the kittens’ cognitive barriers shattered.
“Meow! Meow! Meow!”
A succession of rapid, high-pitched, and ecstatic cries erupted through the ward. Abandoning all hesitation, the four juveniles launched themselves forward, burying their heavy frames right into her chest, affectionately nuzzling her face and chin.
“Mom!”
“Mommy!”
The four cubs frantically pressed against her, desperate to coat themselves in her scent. Though their physical mass had almost scaled to match Shelley’s current emaciated proportions, they still behaved like absolute toddlers, whining and begging for affection. The warm, familiar presence of their mother filled their systems with an absolute sense of peace. They had subconsciously accepted that they would never look into her eyes again, yet today, their mother had miraculously returned from the dead!
Shelley couldn’t control her maternal reflexes, frantically licking each kitten’s crown in a rapid, desperate rotation. “Meow~” Her telepathic voice was hoarse with choked sobs. “Mom was entirely too late… I’m so sorry, my babies, I’m so sorry…”
But to the young Snow Crystal cats, her mere presence was a miracle that eclipsed all past trauma. “Meow!”
“You aren’t late! Mommy, please don’t cry!”
“We missed you so much… Mom.”
Shelley wrapped her thin arms around the cluster of juveniles, anchoring them to her chest with a fierce, desperate strength. This isn’t a delusion inside an iron cage. I have truly been reunited with my children!
Staring at the raw emotion of the scene, Su Wudeng felt a sharp prickle behind her own eyes, quickly wiping her tears away. Stepping closer, she offered a gentle, soft reminder: “Shelley, remember your cellular recovery matrix. Try to stabilize your emotions; you cannot afford a severe neural spike.”
She crouched down on the mat, her slender fingers gently stroking the mother cat’s forehead. “We possess an eternity of open space to spend alongside these cubs in the future. Take it slow.”
Shelley lifted her head, leaning her crown heavily against Su Wudeng’s open palm in a gesture of profound, absolute devotion. “My infinite gratitude, Sister Su.”
The human hadn’t engineered a corporate lie. The dark predictions Orange had drafted were completely wrong. This human was entirely sincere, and she truly possessed the capacity to mend their broken trajectories!
“Meow~”
Right then, a tiny, tentative chirp echoed from the open threshold. The little Calico kitten and her two Orange Tabby companions crept into the room, their eyes scanning the space before a profound, crushing disappointment flattened their features.
Their biological mothers weren’t inside this ward.
The cosmos hadn’t granted them an equivalent miracle today.
Processing the reality that they were destined to clear their future developmental cycles without a maternal anchor, the Calico’s tail drooped flat against the floor, liquid tears welling up in her large eyes. The Orange Tabbies looked equally shattered; they spotted an adult orange cat resting on the berth, but their tracking senses confirmed she wasn’t their mother.
Su Wudeng let out a heavy, sorrowful sigh. The mathematical probability of a multi-tiered reunion of this nature was already microscopic, but she had been determined to test the parameters. Even if there was only a one-in-ten-thousand chance of a match, she couldn’t allow her kittens to permanently miss a window to reclaim their bloodlines.
What a tragedy…
Just as she was about to gather the weeping kittens to offer comfort, Yingying’s massive, silver-furred silhouette glided through the doorway. With a smooth, elegant sweep of her thick tail, the Frost Blade Snow Leopard cleanly gathered the three stray kittens, scooping them onto her broad, warm flank.
Her deep telepathic aura vibrated through their minds with absolute authority: “From this hour forward, your lineages are formally integrated into my den. You are my children. If any entity in this galaxy dares to compromise your safety, my claws will hunt them to the absolute ends of the cosmos!”
The Calico instantly buried her face into Yingying’s heavy front paw, her tiny body shaking with absolute, structural sobs. “Waaaah~ Yingying Mommy!”
The lingering trauma, isolation, and unexpressed grief she had carried since her abandonment exploded all at once, her hot tears instantly saturating the leopard’s silver fur.
Yet, the fearsome apex predator displayed zero irritation. Instead, she leaned her massive head down, her rough tongue tenderly grooming the Calico’s shaking crown as her telepathic voice smoothed their panic. “Let the tears clear, sweet baby. Your Yingying Mommy is right here. I am your mother for the rest of your days.”
“Mmh!” The Calico offered a frantic, heavy nod, tunneling her entire plump body deep into the snow leopard’s dense, protective fur.
The surrounding handlers watched the integration in absolute, reverent silence. The Snow Crystal kittens had cleared an exceptional cosmic lottery, but the Calico and her companions had secured an equally legendary resolution. They were no longer nameless strays drifting through a hostile galaxy; they possessed a permanent home, backed by the unchallengeable defense of an apex war beast.
“Alright, my precious little felines, let’s dry those eyes,” Su Wudeng crooned softly, stepping forward. “Let’s transport our families into their brand-new domestic quarters, okay?”
She lightly tapped Shelley’s sleek back, and the mother cat offered a soft, compliant chirp, obediently stepping back into her custom transport enclosure. Her current cellular reserves were still too weak to support prolonged unassisted transit, leaving her dependent on the system’s mechanized gurneys to reach the facility.
The moment Shelley settled back into the enclosure, her eyes locked onto Orange, whose liquid-black gaze was visibly wet. “Orange, what variables are causing your systems to leak?”
The Orange Tabby quickly shook her head, her gaze drifting away. “It’s nothing… my processors are simply adjusting to the local data.”
Shelley stared at her intently through the transparent panel. “Your skepticism has cleared the database now, hasn’t it? Sister Su is entirely sincere. Her house does not manufacture corporate lies.”
Orange let out a long, complex sigh. Yes. This human shape is an absolute anomaly.
Shelley’s first-born kittens had been raised to an exceptional, flawless baseline of health—their plumage was silk-smooth, and their blue eyes mirrored the deep, uncorrupted sky, looking exactly as vibrant as the day she had first hidden them in the primeval forest. It wasn’t just the Snow Crystal line; the Calico and the Orange Tabbies displayed an identical, stress-free vitality, proving their nutrient allocation had been premium.
Orange felt a heavy weight lift from her mind. “I didn’t believe our bloodlines would ever clear an operational window this beautiful…”
“Furthermore… look at that Frost Blade Snow Leopard anchoring the atrium. Even an apex war beast of that caliber has chosen to bind her destiny to this world.”
After a long interlude, Shelley’s telepathic aura dimmed slightly, her focus drifting. “Orange… compute the trajectory for me. How magnificent would it have been if this sanctuary had intersected our lives a few cycles earlier?”
If they had encountered this haven before the processing camps had eroded their biology, she might have possessed the cellular stamina to watch her children reach full maturity. But now, her physical clock was ticking down.
Orange leaned forward, tenderly licking her scarred cheek through the wire gate. “At the very least, your sensors have verified your children are safe. Your soul contains zero regrets.”
“And neither does mine.”
Su Wudeng pulled up her system console, spending the absolute maximum volume of Hope Points she had accumulated during the trade conference to redeem the ‘Rank-1 Absolute Maternity Suite’ recommended by the cat-rearing database. The pricing had been astronomical, completely draining her baseline reserves.
But no matter how high the cost, the purchase was an absolute necessity. She lacked advanced, empirical experience in managing complex alien feline pregnancies, and attempting to construct a makeshift maternity ward with local materials would take entirely too long. Given the dizzying array of critical biochemical precautions required to support high-tier beast labor, outsourcing the infrastructure to the system’s optimized designs was the only logical play.
Fortunately, the expenditure yielded flawless efficiency.
The suite was customized in a soothing palette of pastel blue and cream tones, every surface lined with ultra-dense, self-sanitizing thermal blankets. Interactive micro-toys were suspended along the bulkheads at calculated heights, designed to gently guide the pregnant felines through low-impact physical movements to optimize their pelvic muscle tracking. Furthermore, the environmental controls were programmed to regularly broadcast localized, neuro-soothing acoustic tracks calibrated to match the cats’ heart rates.
As a premium deployment bonus, the system had unlocked a massive compilation of specialized dietary menus tailored for post-trauma pregnancies, even going so far as to include a cache of high-welfare medical treats.
Most crucially, a master-tier diagnostic array was seamlessly integrated into the central wall, providing real-time biometric surveillance on both the mother cats and their developing embryos. To Su Wudeng’s analytical mind, this single surveillance module justified every single Hope Point she had invested!
“Though… this data is troubling,” Su Wudeng muttered, her brow furrowing as she reviewed the initial diagnostic readouts flashing across the monitor.
“The baseline cellular health across the entire demographic is severely depleted from the camp labor, but Shelley’s metrics… why are her internal reserves dropping at this rate?”
While the other pregnant mothers could cleanly restore their vitals through consistent nutrition and medical tracking, Shelley’s internal clock was literally counting down to zero.
She cast a deeply worried look through the viewing partition. The white mother cat was currently lounging lazily atop a towering scratching structure, her emaciated frame bathed in the warm, synthetic sunlight streaming from the ceiling generators, her blue eyes half-closed as her tail swayed rhythmically from side to side. It was an exceptionally beautiful, serene scene, yet Su Wudeng’s stomach dropped. This behavioral profile… is it possible Shelley has completely abandoned her primitive will to survive?
Her posture radiated the quiet, serene composure of an entity that was calmly welcoming its final dissolution.
If a patient’s core psychology permanently purged the desire to maintain life, no amount of master-tier medical tech could arrest the failure.
Su Wudeng’s chest tightened. Did the sheer validation of seeing her first-born kittens safe cause her to conclude she has zero remaining purposes to anchor her to this plane?
She stepped into the suite, her fingers gently sweeping across Shelley’s soft belly, monitoring the faint, rhythmic movement of the kittens inside.
Without even lifting her heavy eyelids, Shelley recognized her bio-signature. She let out a soft, affectionate trill, her front paw extending to lightly touch Su Wudeng’s fingers.
Su Wudeng cupped the small paw, stroking the velvet-soft fur as she pitched her voice to a low, melodic murmur. “Shelley, I want to map out a trajectory with you. What projects or activities do you desire to execute in your future cycles?”
Shelley’s paw paused. She rested her chin against her front leg, her telepathic aura drifting lazily as she pondered the question. “My sensors require nothing more. Seeing my first-born kittens thriving under your care has completely fulfilled my database.”
Su Wudeng felt a sharp ache in her chest. Her entire universe is strictly bounded by her maternal duty.
She lowered her head, pressing a gentle kiss against the cat’s crown. “But beyond your status as a mother, Shelley… you still possess an individual soul. You are Shelley.”
Hearing the distinction, the white cat abruptly opened her blue eyes, her aura radiating a profound, childlike confusion. “Me… myself?”
Ever since the poachers’ nets had descended, her entire biological function had been violently reduced to an industrial asset—forced to continuously gestate and deliver batch after batch of market inventory. Throughout the agonizing separation from her family, her central processing unit had been single-mindedly sustained by a solitary, fanatical obsession: Survive long enough to ensure her first-born babies didn’t starve in the wild.
Now, that obsession had cleared the checklist. She had witnessed her first litter growing robust, beautiful, and loved.
Yet this human was suddenly speaking of a secondary layer of reality. Herself?
Su Wudeng’s voice remained infinitely gentle. “Yes. The individual named Shelley. Tell me, do you still wish to return to our home forest? I’ve commissioned the construction of a beautiful wooden cabin right near your ancestral valley, insulated by a crystal-clear mountain stream and surrounded by thousands of rare, fragrant spiritual flowers.”
“Shelley, wouldn’t you like to wander through those meadows and play in the water?”
“The exact second your current labor cycle clears, I will personally carry you out into that valley, alright?”
The human’s voice carried such a warm, uncorrupted sincerity that a sudden, long-buried data file fractured within Shelley’s memory. Images of her early kittenhood materialized—a magnificent, borderless wilderness filled with sparkling water, ancient trees, and the intoxicating perfume of wild flora.
What had been her individual dream back then, before the cages?
After a prolonged interlude of deep processing, the dullness in Shelley’s blue eyes completely vanished, replaced by a brilliant, electric spark. She looked up, her telepathic voice ringing with absolute clarity: “Mmh!~”
“Sister… I want to see that valley.”
She remembered now.
Before she was a mother, before she was a corporate asset, she had vowed to become the most agile, powerful Snow Crystal cat to ever conquer that forest! She had desired to leap beyond the canopy, crossing light-years to witness the edge of the cosmos!
Su Wudeng smiled warmly, leaning down to lightly touch her nose against the cat’s pink snout.
“Then let’s lock in an executive covenant right now. Neither party is permitted to breach the contract.”
“Meow~”
The brief psychological stimulation quickly depleted Shelley’s low energy reserves. Su Wudeng quietly secured the pneumatic door, stepping out into the main corridor.
The moment the seal clicked, she let out a long, shuddering exhalation of relief. Thank heaven…
If she hadn’t proactively triggered Shelley’s core memories to anchor her identity, the cat’s psychological stasis would have collapsed entirely, and the physiological consequences during labor would have been catastrophic.
These were the family members she had extracted from the jaws of the poaching syndicates through sheer tactical grit; she was determined to ensure they lived long, profoundly happy lives. Physical lacerations were easily patched by the system’s tech, but repairing the jagged emotional scars carved by human cruelty required an entirely different level of care.
The specialized ward for the pregnant felines occupied a remote, acoustically isolated wing of the complex. Advancing further down the main transit corridor brought her to the nursery sectors. The demographics least affected by the poachers’ trauma were, naturally, the tiger, lion, and leopard juveniles.
Su Wudeng peered through the observation glass, her mind drafting the future logistics. With the sheer volume of our biological inventory expanding at this rate, it’s time to implement a formal taxonomic classification matrix.
I need to establish a structured indexing system, modeled precisely after the sub-divisions of our terrestrial cat and dog tracking teams.
Let’s see… we now require the formal activation of the Tiger Team, the Lion Team, the Leopard Team, and the Sky Vanguard…
Excellent. Let’s initialize the database architecture!
But the immediate hurdle was the sheer scale of the project; a systemic administrative over-haul of this magnitude required massive manpower. Who could she possibly delegate the data entry to?
Su Wudeng rubbed her temples, a massive headache forming. “Recruitment! I desperately need to source professional personnel!”
“I am publishing a global hiring announcement on our Starnet board tonight!”
Concurrently, the patriarchs of the legacy houses stood outside the primary avian sector, staring at Chong’ai Pet Home’s infrastructure with absolute, jaw-dropping shock.
They had just finalized the orbital deployment of their Northern Long-tailed Tits to guide the mutilated raptors into the high-spec sanctuaries, and had taken the opportunity to scout the adjacent biological containment zones.
The deeper they advanced into the facility, the more thoroughly their minds short-circuited. “Holy Mother of God… she literally constructed an entire planetary megastructure solely to accommodate traditional beasts?”
Their astonishment didn’t stem from the architectural investment itself, but from the terrifying realization that this massive complex was actively being filled to capacity! With the arrival of this single morning’s rescue haul, nearly fifty percent of the facility’s available spatial zones had been instantaneously locked in. If Manager Su executed a few more “restocking runs” of this scale…
The sheer logistical and financial implications were staggering!
Their manager was a terrifyingly unchallengeable entity! Her capacity to materialize rare, commander-class lineages out of thin air defied all known scientific models!
Right then, a junior handler from the Fei lineage spoke up, his voice trembling with a sudden realization. “Miss Xiyao… is the notice published on Manager Su’s official Starnet channel authentic? Does the public truly possess an operational window to execute official contracts with these elite lineages?”
Xia Xiyao nodded sharply. “Absolutely! It is a core tenet of our establishment. You can evaluate the data through my own profile—as long as a beast’s soul establishes a natural resonance with your bio-signature, the system clears you to finalize a binding contract.”
The junior handler’s eyes flared into brilliant spotlights, his mind rapidly calculating the parameters. “In that case… wouldn’t a candidate who maintains consistent, high-frequency physical proximity with these beasts on a daily basis possess a mathematically superior probability of triggering a contract resonance?”
He leaned forward, his voice bursting with frantic excitement. “Tell me… is Manager Su actively recruiting additions to her terrestrial staff right now?!”
He wanted to submit his application immediately!
The surrounding retainers stared at him in absolute shock. This kid’s corporate optimization is terrifyingly fast!
But analyzing the variables, his logic was completely bulletproof. As the ancient saying went: Proximity breeds affection! If their youth were integrated into the daily husbandry and feeding cycles of these mythic lineages from an early age, the probability of establishing a permanent bond would skyrocket compared to an external buyer.
Before their minds could spiral further into the strategic implications, Su Wudeng emerged from the transit lift, walking toward them.
She had caught up to guide the legacy clans toward their respective residential sectors. She had zoned out immense, premium territories for each of the three titan houses to ensure their personnel and traditional assets could seamlessly execute their daily activities.
The Mu family’s allocation was situated across the eastern sector of the sanctuary. Their core requirements were straightforward—they required optimized agricultural soil to facilitate the mass-transplantation of their silkworm orchards. The eastern sector was directly adjacent to Experimental Field 03, meaning the future genetic research and sericulture breeding modules would be managed right within that zone.
The Fei family required an immense, borderless atmospheric space to execute high-velocity aerodynamic maneuvers and tactical flight training for their avian lines, which she had cleanly zoned across the southern sector.
The Xia family, having been thoroughly sweet-talked by Xiyao’s descriptions of the advanced training rings, single-mindedly demanded proximity to the simulated environments. Their logic was simple—the closer their barracks were to the training ground, the better!
Consequently, all three legacy houses were overwhelmingly satisfied with Su Wudeng’s spatial allocation. Every single one of their existential operational demands had been completely met.
Seeing their logistics units preparing to unseal their luggage crates, Su Wudeng turned to Mu Jin. “By the way, Director Mu, my schedule provides a narrow window right now. Would you care to accompany me to the adjacent experimental field for a primary evaluation?”
Mu Jin’s face lit up instantly. “I would be absolutely honored!”
She was intensely eager to observe the empirical output of the Lingnai Deer’s flora-birth capabilities with her own eyes. Furthermore, a deep, professional curiosity made her want to verify exactly how far the green wind meadows showcased in the documentary had expanded since the initial publication.
The exact second the two executives cleared the perimeter gates of the agricultural sector, Professor Chen’s sharp eyes singled them out from across the field. He sprinted toward them, his face flushed with an ecstatic, wildly proud grin as he called out, “Manager Su! You’ve successfully cleared orbit!”
He proudly hoisted his tactical data terminal, displaying the telemetry logs. “The recent ecological acceleration across this sector is absolute! I guarantee the raw visual data is going to completely blow your mind!”
Su Wudeng smiled. “Excellent. Lead the way, Professor. Let’s evaluate the output.”
Under Professor Chen’s enthusiastic guidance, the two women stepped past the primary containment shields of the experimental field.
The original, sterile wasteland that had historically defined the planet’s surface had been completely transformed into an immense, borderless ocean of vibrant green wind grass, stretching out until the horizon cleanly melted into the atmosphere.
“Holy mother of God…” Mu Jin whispered, her boots freezing as she processed the sheer scale of the landscape. “What is the exact square-mileage of this grid? You’ve converted an entire planetary sector into an active ecosystem?”
The biological output of the Lingnai Deer lineage vastly exceeded any calculation her house had drafted!
Professor Chen tapped his console, casting a massive holographic terrain map into the air. He highlighted a vast green polygon covering the topography. “This defines the current operational boundary of our experimental sector. In terms of spatial coverage, the grass has cleanly conquered an entire mountain range!”
“Furthermore,” he zoomed the macro-lens into a specialized sector near the valley, “we have successfully isolated ten percent of this grid to test the mass-cultivation of high-grade spiritual flora. The current growth curves are completely flawless, and our automated systems indicate we are tracking toward an early harvest cycle.”
This was empirical validation that their agricultural colonization model was completely viable, yielding results that shattered their highest baseline expectations!
Mu Jin’s mind completely short-circuited. “???”
Did her audio sensors just intercept a corrupt file?
They are mass-cultivating high-grade spiritual flora? In open soil?!
Unable to restrain her professional disbelief, she pressed, “Spiritual flora? To my absolute knowledge, even the Central Imperial Agricultural Research Institute has failed to achieve open-soil, large-scale commercial cultivation of spiritual strains without controlled laboratory bio-domes, correct?”
Professor Chen let out a cheerful laugh. “That is scientifically accurate for the rest of the galaxy, Director. But the difference is that the Imperial Institute lacks a Lingnai Deer herd.”
With that single biological factor in play, every known agricultural limitation was completely erased!
Mu Jin let out a sharp, ragged breath. She realized with profound dread that her house’s prior intelligence packages hadn’t even scratched the surface of the absolute, world-shifting power locked within the Reina Deer lineage!
Directly adjacent to the active fields lay the primary resting meadows assigned to the herd. The Lingnai Deer, having cleared their daily flora-birth quotas, were lazily lounging across the grass, basking in the warm planetary sunlight. Spotting Su Wudeng and Mu Jin approaching the perimeter, several of the deer let out soft, musical bleats, proactively trotting toward the fence line to greet them.
Mu Jin tentatively extended a trembling hand over the railing. The nearest deer, Doudou, looked entirely unbothered by the human contact, smoothly tilting her head to let the executive scratch the sweet spot behind her ears.
Mu Jin’s eyes transformed into giant saucers. “!!!”
They are this perfectly socialized?!
The Lingnai Deer, Doudou, let out a soft internal sigh. These sapient humans are entirely too fanatical. Every time they approach our sector, they single-mindedly demand a physical cuddle protocol. But what can a beautiful deer do? Who told Doudou to possess such an unchallengeable, high-tier charisma stat?
After tolerating the executive’s petting for a few polite minutes, the deer elegantly trotted back toward her herd.
The executives watched the animals mingle, the surrounding atmosphere filled with a profound peace. This was the legendary Lingnai Deer herd—the exact biological asset that was about to rescue her family’s sericulture monopoly from total liquidation!
“Director Mu, has your anxiety cleared the database now?” Su Wudeng asked, her voice smooth and confident. “Once your ancestral mulberry stocks are successfully transplanted into this soil, the presence of our Lingnai Deer guarantees your silkworms will never face a foliage deficit again.”
“My anxiety is completely eradicated! My infinite gratitude, Director Su!” The moment her processors cleared the shock, Mu Jin frantically executed a deep, formal bow of absolute corporate allegiance. She stated with intense sincerity, “Director Su, your house has single-mindedly preserved our family’s legacy from extinction! You have saved our silkworms!”
“If your establishment encounters any structural or logistical hurdles in the future, simply flash my channel; my entire house is at your command!”
Su Wudeng smiled. “Actually, an operational hurdle has already materialized on our manifest. As you’ve likely noted during the off-loading sequence, the biological cargo I extracted planet-side includes a massive colony of premium honeybees and an elite flock of the Dancing Butterfly lineage. I am formally delegating the long-term husbandry and management of those two entomological sectors to the Mu family.”
Though she possessed a deep personal appreciation for the butterflies’ aesthetics, her administrative database contained zero practical experience regarding high-density insect cultivation, nor did her staff understand the complex behavioral matrices of a royal bee colony.
In contrast, this was precisely the ancestral strength of the Mu family. Entrusting the insects to their care was the most optimized logistical choice.
“Rest assured, Director!” Mu Jin vowed, her posture radiating absolute professional pride. “The Mu family will never permit a single data point to fail under our supervision!”
Their lineage had maintained its sericulture dominance through a century of corporate pressure; their empirical methodology regarding insect biology was peerless. Without a shred of false modesty, her house was the undisputed authority on entomological science within the Scott Galaxy.
However, Mu Jin’s corporate mind had already extrapolated a secondary layer of strategy from the manager’s moves. Reviewing the agricultural layouts, she hesitated briefly before posing a sharp query. “Director.”
“If my market analysis is accurate… your massive open-soil spiritual flora fields, combined with the strategic cultivation of these specialized bee and butterfly strains… you aren’t merely building a sanctuary, are you? You are engineering a high-margin, highly exclusive characteristic luxury monopoly for our entire planet?”
The blueprint was staggeringly brilliant. Mass-cultivating open-soil spiritual flora at a scale that left the Imperial Research Institute in the dust already granted them an unchallengeable, absolute resource edge. That alone would serve as their primary economic pillar.
And those honeybees the manager had extracted—if her structural analysis of their bio-signatures was correct, they belonged to a rare, mythic Royal Bee strain, meaning the concentrated spiritual honey they manufactured would carry potent, high-value medical and life-extension properties.
As for the butterflies? They were an elite branch of the Dancing Butterfly Clan. According to the ancient Beast Atlas, the wings of the Dancing Butterfly lineage possessed an unmatched, hypnotic aesthetic variance; they naturally vibrated at a frequency that could harmonize human mental states, instantly dissolving psychological stress and elevating cognitive focus. They represented an ultra-rare, fiercely coveted luxury companion asset for the galaxy’s high elite.
Whether deployed as high-end ornamental companions or integrated into luxury lifestyle brands, their market potential was infinite.
Thinking through the economic vectors, Mu Jin felt her heart race with manic excitement. If this integrated biological matrix successfully cleared the launch phase, their planet’s treasury would experience an unchallengeable, exponential ascension!
Su Wudeng hadn’t expected Mu Jin to isolate the long-term economic architecture so rapidly. She truly deserved her status as an executive who could pilot a traditional monopoly through a corporate blockade. She offered a slow, approving nod. “Your analysis is entirely correct, Director Mu. You are well aware of our planet’s current geopolitical limitations—our cash reserves are depleted, and our spatial coordinates are heavily isolated from the core trade warp lanes. If we desire to ascend, we must establish absolute, unchallengeable control over our own unique characteristic monopolies.”
“And our mythic biological assets happen to represent our unfair advantage—an advantage no corporate conglomerate can replicate.”
Mu Jin felt a cold shiver of pure awe travel down her spine. The manager’s modesty was almost comical. An advantage? This wasn’t an advantage. With these mythic lineages anchoring their ecosystem, it was merely a matter of time before their planet completely revolutionized the economic balance of the entire Scott Galaxy.
No… perhaps the transformation wouldn’t be bounded by the Scott Galaxy alone…
She felt a wave of profound, fanatical gratitude that she had possessed the operational foresight to anchor her family’s destiny to Su Wudeng’s house so early in the cycle!
Following her strategic session with Mu Jin, Su Wudeng initialized an encrypted secure chat group, adding the patriarchs of all three legacy families into a unified command channel.
[Group Notification: Core Administrator Su Wudeng has created the channel ‘Absolute Biological Colonization Matrix’.]
[Su Wudeng: @Patriarch_Fei, the recovering raptors still require the continuous psychological stabilization and behavioral therapy provided by your Northern Long-tailed Tits. To optimize our husbandry logistics, I am formally delegating the primary containment and care of the aerial sector to your house. Let’s get them stabilized.]
[Patriarch_Fei: Command acknowledged! Director Su, rest assured! Our handlers will anchor the sector flawlessly!]
[Fei_Yuanlin: !!! Holy Christ! Hahaha! Director Su, leave the entire sky vanguard to our division! We guarantee those majestic hunters will be eating out of our hands by tomorrow morning!]
[Elder_Xia: I must flag an intense institutional jealousy here. @Su_Wudeng, if one of our youth establishes a natural behavioral resonance with a raptor during the daily husbandry cycles… does the system clear them to execute a binding contract?]
[Su_Wudeng: Absolutely, @Elder_Xia. The matching mechanics at Chong’ai Pet Home have always operated on absolute biological autonomy~ Since we’re on the subject, allow me to drop a minor internal notice: Chong’ai Pet Home is officially expanding its terrestrial staff! If your houses possess elite youth who wish to enter our husbandry modules, please dispatch their portfolios straight to my private channel~]
[Patriarch_Fei: Locked in! @Su_Wudeng, I am immediately executing a mandatory drafting sequence across our academy lines! Save the prime allocation slots for the Fei family!]
[Elder_Xia: @Su_Wudeng, review the Xia family’s tactical ledger first! Our martial youth are infinitely more durable for high-impact husbandry! We demand priority allocation!]
[Mu_Jin: @Su_Wudeng, the sericulture division is already compiling our applicant matrix! Reserve the slots! ++++1!]
[Su_Wudeng: @Everyone, hahaha~ Excellent, excellent, excellent! Don’t flood my processing cores, gentlemen. Ensure your applications clear the official portal tonight~]
“Perfect! Utilizing the patriarchs’ internal vetting processes to screen the applicants eliminates a massive administrative headache for my department,” Su Wudeng muttered, nodding with intense satisfaction. Once the new personnel cleared the gates and anchored themselves to the husbandry bays, she could finally free up her own cognitive bandwidth to focus on macro-expansion.
She toggled her terminal, pulling up the real-time engineering logs for the interstellar transit port. To her profound shock, the orbital telemetry indicated the construction phase was already entering its absolute completion loop!
In other words, the planetary warp gates would be fully operational within days!
Su Wudeng panned her focus across the data grids. “Since the transit port is approaching activation, we can legally open the pre-order queues for our first commercial batch of open-soil spiritual flora.”
But a critical marketing barrier remained on her ledger: she needed to aggressively publicize their planet’s new transit port, transforming it into a recognized household name across the sector. She had to explicitly broadcast a clear message to every merchant guild in the Scott Galaxy: The unchallengeable, premium warp lanes leading directly to our market are officially open. Fire up your trading fleets and come do business on our world! That was the only method to trigger an immediate, high-volume trade ascension.
Speaking of viral publicity…
The single highest-traffic media channel currently at her disposal was, naturally, the official verified account of Chong’ai Pet Home. Su Wudeng’s eyes flashed with a brilliant marketing spark. I can initiate a massive pre-heat campaign tonight!
“We launch an official global livestream. The primary emotional hook for the first block… the absolute, live reunion of the Snow Crystal Mother and her lost kittens!”
“Block two: The exclusive contract matching preview for our elite new commander-class additions—the Saber-Toothed Tiger infants, the Holy Lion sun cubs, and the Shadow Wind Leopard panthers!”
“And for the ultimate viral vector: we launch a global lottery, selecting a handful of lucky viewers from the chat, issuing them official Imperial invitations to serve as the historic first passengers to experience the maiden voyage of our planet’s interstellar transit port! And since we’re flying them out on a luxury junket, wouldn’t it be optimized to arrange a customized, one-day promotional tour showcasing our planet’s unique characteristic biological wonders?”
“We distribute high-value spiritual flora derivatives as parting gifts… and live-stream their entire journey across the Starnet… Isn’t that the literal definition of a self-funding, viral global commercial?!”
The deeper Su Wudeng analyzed the marketing loop, the more mathematically flawless the conversion rate appeared. With a synchronized media combo of this magnitude, the market visibility of their new warp gates would be absolutely guaranteed!
However, right as she was about to lock in the broadcasting schedules, the pneumatic doors of her office violently slammed open, and Zhong Huihui sprinted into the room, her face completely pale as she panted for breath—
“Manager! The Starnet grid just exploded! Director Lin Rongsen, acting in his official capacity as Chairman of the Beast-Taming Association, has just published a formal legislative declaration asserting that our planet has officially engaged in an armed, unprovoked declaration of war against the sovereign star system of Athens!”
Su Wudeng stared at her, her jaw dropping as her brain stalled. “??? We’re at war?”
How on earth could she, the absolute sovereign and planet master of this world, be completely oblivious to the fact that her own nation had just entered a planetary conflict?!
