The Insect Queen Has a Perfect Potluck Skill

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After food blogger Feng Zhizhi died, she was reborn as the only Queen Mother of the insect race.

Before she could even celebrate becoming the supreme empress, the insect soldiers guarding the entrance fell to their knees before her with a thud. They raised arms so thin they were little more than bones and saluted. "W-welcome, Mother. Mother, you've finally hatched. The insect race is saved!"

Feng Zhizhi: ...

Looking at the insect people around her, all of them staggering about, gaunt and sallow, she had a bad feeling.

The insect race, rulers of the universe and enemies of the stars, looked like a bunch of walking sticks? This was it?

There were all sorts of wild delicacies right outside her door, along with plump pheasants and rabbits too fat to run. Feng Zhizhi's dormant passion for food blazed to life. She couldn't understand why the insect race was so hungry they were nearly extinct. She set up a grill on the spot, and the insects who tasted grilled meat burst into tears at how delicious it was.

Insect race: As expected of Her Majesty the Empress! She can turn meat, which smells so awful, into an unparalleled delicacy!

Later, Feng Zhizhi tried every cooking method under the sun: frying, stir-frying, deep-frying, braising, stewing, simmering, and more. She raised the insect people until they were plump and rosy-cheeked. When they went out, they left the people of other planets utterly astonished.

Residents of other planets: You're telling me this big-bellied one is an insect person? I don't believe you.

After tasting the lunchboxes the insect race brought along:

Residents of other planets: Does the Insect Queen need any more sons? Pets will do, too!

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One ordinary day, the force field around the insect race's planet was suddenly blasted open. Just as Feng Zhizhi thought her life was about to change from farming and cooking to interstellar warfare, the invading Tucker aliens took one whiff of her communal stew and fell over in front of everyone's eyes.

Feng Zhizhi: ...

It's over. There's no saving this interstellar world.

Please don't eat wild animals in real life!

Completed older story: The Wealthy Stepmother, Giving Away Money Online

Seeking advance readers: Reforming the F4 of the Aristocratic Academy, Starting with the Non-Mainstream Crowd

Theme: Cherish food and eat well.