On Regallo Island, inside the International Gourmet Organization's First Biotope Research Institute, a group of staff in white lab coats were busy conducting detailed research and analysis on slices of the captured Jewel Meat.
On the screens before them, streams of data were flashing by.
Almost everyone there was hard at work. They watched the incredible data pouring across the screens while staring at the tiny, thin slice of Jewel Meat sparkling in the analyzer and exclaiming in astonishment.
"Look!"
"This is unbelievable..."
"With the help of Jewel Meat, Gourmet Cells have become incredibly active. They're constantly dividing and regenerating tissue..."
"It's amazing!"
"So this is what Jewel Meat can do?"
"It's not only absolutely delicious. For anyone with Gourmet Cells, it's also the ultimate healing medicine—more effective than any known drug!"
"Just as I thought..."
"The Gourmet Age truly is a wondrous era that creates miracles!"
Even after conducting the analysis and experiments several times, they had gotten the same results every time. The researcher leading the experiment couldn't help but exclaim again.
However, unlike the researcher, whose face was lit up with excitement, the bald director standing nearby didn't look particularly pleased.
"Phew..."
"Jewel Meat really is something. It's an ancient delicacy, after all!"
"But what a shame. We only got that one piece, and it weighs just one kilogram. It's barely enough for research, let alone entertaining guests..."
"Looks like our First Institute has botched this mission."
Mansam, the institute's director, scratched his gleaming bald head furiously and spoke with frustration.
He'd originally thought their First Institute would acquire a huge amount of Jewel Meat this time—at least several tons. But the result...
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"Um..."
"Director Mansam, even if it takes decades to grow, that Regal Mammoth is so enormous. There can't only be this little Jewel