Basement

Unfortunately, Ben didn't have the biological parts required to design a breeding species.

And with how complex the creation process had become, he'd need Elvira's help to make it work.

There were a lot of things to consider, breeding methods, fail-safes, and especially population control.

Without strict limitations, he'd end up with too many mouths to feed and a massive strain on his biomass reserves.

"Forget that for now..." he muttered.

Then another idea came to him.

"Oh yeah... I can just use golems."

He tapped his finger against the desk a few times, considering it.

That option was safer. Simpler. He still had a decent stockpile of white gems, and if anyone questioned it, he could easily claim he found them during the recent ruin expedition. It was a believable excuse.

'Now I just need to design the recipe at the forge.'

Decision made, Ben stood up and left his office.