Her Celestial Farm on the Scrapyard Planet (by Kay Lucas) novel Chapter 589

11:19 Thu, Jul 23 TJ.

Chapter 589 New Farm Recruits

Chapter 589 New Farm Recruits

The worker drone’s compound eyes widened into perfect circles.

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It tried to stand up, but the electro–net pinned it firmly to the ground, leaving it able to do nothing but let out several angry hisses.

Elizabeth paid no attention and turned toward the third one.

This Swarmborn was even smaller, with a thin, translucent shell and wings that hadn’t yet fully folded in. It was obviously a flying type.

“A flying drone! This is good!” Elizabeth clapped her hands. “If it can fly, it can help spray water on the fruit trees. The wind generated by those wings, combined with misting nozzles, would be much more flexible than drones.” She continued counting on her fingers. “And that one over there, the one with bumps on its shell, can help crush soil clumps. That one with the especially long legs can plant rice in marshland…”

She commented on them one by one, sounding increasingly excited, like someone at a slave market picking out strong and capable workers.

The trapped Swarmborns couldn’t move and could only listen as she evaluated every part of them from head to toe. Every leg, every section of shell, every antenna had been assigned a purpose on the farm

The leading soldier drone finally snapped.

It stopped struggling and spoke in an extremely hoarse, low voice. “Human… you… insulted me… I’ll tear you apart!”

Elizabeth turned and looked at it.

“Insult you?” She smiled. “I said your shell is tough and your claws are sharp. That’s a compliment. I said you could cultivate land, and I’m offering you a job. How exactly is that an insult?”

“I… am… a warrior!” the soldier drone forced out, its voice grinding out of its abdomen with a metallic rasp “Not… a… farmer…”

Elizabeth stood up, crossed her arms, and looked down at it.

“A warrior? So what? Warriors can’t farm? Swarmborns win through sheer numbers, right? A hundred die today, and a thousand replace them tomorrow. Your superiors treat you as disposable resources, and you’re still feeling proud about it?”

The soldier drone’s compound eyes flickered several times violently, but it said nothing.

Not because it didn’t want to, but because it couldn’t.

Elizabeth was telling the truth.

She walked back over and crouched in front of it, her voice suddenly softening,

“Look, our farm provides food and housing, full benefits and pension contributions, overtime pay, and

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triple wages on holidays. Do you get treatment like that with the Swarmborn? You eat rotting meat and live in underground holes, and nobody cares even if you work yourselves to death. Work for me, and you’ll eat fresh food every day, live in comfortable houses, and after a full year, you even get paid vacation/So? Think it over.

The soldier drone fell silent.

Its compound eyes no longer flickered and simply stared at Elizabeth as if reassessing this human.

The other Swarmborn nearby also quieted down. Their hissing gradually faded until only the hummming of the electro–nets remained.

Desmond, standing nearby, finally couldn’t hold back any longer.

“Boss, Swarmborns have no humanity. They can’t be tamed. Don’t waste your effort

Elizabeth stood and looked at him with a puzzled expression. “Has anyone ever tried?”

Desmond opened his mouth, then closed it again.

He thought carefully about it. The Kingdom and the Swarmborn had been at war for hundreds of years. Countless Swarmborn had been captured, but no one had ever tried to tame them.

Not because they didn’t want to, but because they didn’t dare.

The Swarmborn were savage, bloodthirsty, and emotionless. Therefore, communication with them was considered impossible.

But Elizabeth had just exchanged several sentences with that soldier drone, and it had responded.

What did that mean?

It meant they could communicate. It was just that no one had tried before.

“No, Desmond admitted honestly.

Elizabeth smiled. “Then how do you know it won’t work?”

Desmond said nothing.

Skylar muttered quietly from the side, “But Ms. Schofield… they eat people.”

Elizabeth glanced at him and shrugged. “So what? Cluckoo Chicken and Crackshell Crab eat people too but they taste good.”

Skylar also fell silent.

The soldier drone suddenly spoke again. “You are insane.”

Its voice was still hoarse, but there was something else in its tone now.

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