The Doomsday Lord: Starting as a Insect Queen

"Agreed."

"No matter the cost, we'll split it evenly among us in the end!"

"Exactly, exactly!"

"..."

Seeing that no one objected, the spaceship owner nodded with satisfaction.

"Then it's decided!

Set off immediately, full speed ahead, target Grey Star City!"

Under the spaceship owner's command, the "Silver Coffin," which had been maintaining a normal trajectory, immediately began to change direction, heading towards a point in this stellar system.

And at the end of that direction lies the most famous place in this Star Region, a Grey Star City restructured from a gigantic space station, inhabited by many people from gray zones...

This is their main purpose for coming this time.

Until their spaceship completely disappeared from sight, a spacecraft slowly emerged from behind an asteroid not far from them.

"Report, they have set off."

"Good, follow them closely, don't get discovered, report any movement immediately, and cooperate with the operation."

"Yes!"

The pilot aboard the spaceship immediately responded until assured the communication had ended to relax.

"I really don't understand what they're thinking upstairs, actually asking me to surveil those pharmacists...

It seems they intend to eliminate them...

Those pharmacists, too, wandering off to a gray zone like Grey Star City for what?

Aren't they afraid of getting caught by those guys?

Huh, but this has nothing to do with us working folks, let's go!"

The driver muttered to himself, skillfully operating the spaceship towards Grey Star City.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the call, the formally dressed man who had also ended the communication remained silent.

As expected, they're preparing to move, just as anticipated.

Those alchemists still believe they can escape surveillance and control just by getting away.

Little do they know everything is within their calculations.

And they're happy to have these pharmacists as precursors, using them to test the mysterious pharmacist who released a large quantity of potions.

Regardless of success or failure, they benefit.

If successful, these pharmacists no longer need to be worshipped as before; the cost of raising pharmacists drops significantly, and they're easier to handle.

If not, even better.

Simply capture these pharmacists and serve them as gifts to please the mysterious pharmacist, seeking greater interests.

At least he personally holds great interest in that pharmacist's 5th Rank potion market.

Being one of the giants with previous benefits, he understands all those twists and turns.

Back then, they relied on mastering the pharmacists, controlling the flow artificially to cause high prices, monopolizing the power.

But with the development of the starry sky, this tactic no longer suits the present.

After all, potions have Ranks; the price cap is right there.

No matter how high the price, how could they earn faster than selling in bulk?

For the same reason, the bottom price of potions is there; given the current 5th Rank quantity in the starry sky, it's a money-grabbing business.

Originally, they didn't do this due to lacking such production and the then insufficient 5th Rank quantity in the starry sky, but the starry sky's development over these years has changed all that.

Moreover, he personally leans towards the mysterious alchemist for another important reason...

He turned back towards a corner of the room where a high-tech hibernation pod silently lay, safeguarding a young girl inside.

"None of these pharmacists could do anything, but could your Life system bring a surprise...

Notify downwards, find someone to remind Fan Mao's agent, saying recently someone is planning to trouble Fan Mao."

The Hibernator: A person in hibernation for unknown reasons. Research shows their consciousness and soul haven't disappeared, remaining in an absolutely stable sleep state, with highly active brain activity providing some hope of regaining consciousness. Some scholars believe this condition might signify the power of the mysterious God [Indulgence]...

[Note: Deep condolences to the chief editor Mr. Zhuo De'ai who fell asleep last night and didn't wake up. Diagnosed as one of the Hibernators]

[Note on the note: Wuuu, Mr. Zhuo De'ai, you're so miserable, clearly you were coordinating this article with me last night, how, how did you... wuuu…]