As Everyone Knows, Fang Mo Never Does Anything Humanely When It Comes to Doing Human Things

As everyone knew... Fang Mo never did anything humanely when it came to doing human things.

"Poison Resistance maxed out. This Promethium Armor Plate is fucking awesome..."

Slowly climbing up from the ground, Fang Mo spoke as he casually dusted off the corner of his clothes.

"Huh?"

Komatsu was also a little surprised when he saw this. He subconsciously scratched the back of his head. "H-How did he come back to life again?"

"Because he was never poisoned in the first place. He was faking it."

A trace of astonishment flashed through Toriko's eyes as well. "That's unbelievable. Even Coco's deadly poison couldn't affect him at all? What the hell is this guy? Don't tell me he really is some kind of monster?"

"Mr. Coco's deadly poison means...?"

Komatsu could not help asking.

"Did that scare you stupid? Didn't you just see his poison?"

Toriko looked at his little sidekick helplessly, but he still patiently explained. "As Gourmet Hunters, we often have to deal with poisonous creatures. There are artificially produced immune antigens made through science, but we're different. We inject certain highly toxic substances directly into our bodies."

"What?"

Komatsu was shocked. "W-Wouldn't that poison you to death immediately?"

"Of course there's danger if you inject too much, you idiot."

Toriko sighed. "But if you inject tiny amounts regularly, it stimulates the Gourmet Cells and causes your body to produce the corresponding antibodies."

"Take me, for example. Sometimes I get suddenly bitten by poisonous creatures, but I generally don't need serum injections because my body already has antibodies. I can't be immune to every kind of poison, of course... but the more than seventy antibodies in my body are enough for everyday needs."

"That strong? You have more than seventy serum antibodies?"

Komatsu could not help staring in amazement.