Three hours later, I stood on the roof of the First Train next to my statue. Behind me was a retinue of my bodyguards and Advisers. Even Ambrosia was still here, although only for a short while.
Several steps away was an assortment of several lucky bees that I randomly picked and invited over.
There wasn't much space left on this roof.
In front of the train stood twenty rows of twenty bees in thick leather shoes. Each of the bees had ropes going over their shoulders, the other end of which went to the train. Side by side with them stood two bees with drums to set the marching rhythm.
That's right.
Since the Bee Empire didn't have draft animals or engine technology, this train was powered by muscle alone. As always, when there was a technological problem, the solution was to throw more workers at it and resolve it with crude force!
Many more bees were standing or hovering in the surroundings. All were silent but for the buzzing of their wings.