The Meter Ran Backward

On Blue Star, the feed conversion ratio (FCR) referred to the amount of feed required for livestock or poultry to gain one kilogram of weight. A high FCR meant more feed was used but less meat was gained; conversely, a low FCR meant less feed was used but more meat was gained.

Generally, modernly raised pigs could reach 3, while poultry could reach 2.

"Three thousand is pretty good?! Are you baiting a fishing spot or running a farm?? Wait, did you say feed-to-meat ratio or meat-to-feed ratio?"

"Meat-to-feed ratio. Feed it one pound of pollution, and it grows three thousand pounds of meat."

Theus covered his face.

"Fine, we won't discuss farming efficiency. Tell me first—what exactly did that small portion of fish turn into?"

Monica's expression stiffened.

"Well..." Sweat began to bead on Monica's forehead. "They seem to have mutated more severely."

"Go on."

"For instance, they look perfectly normal, but start talking once they're put in a pot. Some have grown much larger and gained the ability to discharge electricity. Others have grown as big as ocean liners..."

"Ocean liners?!"

Theus could no longer remain seated. Castel's ocean liners were practically the largest kind of ship. If a fish had grown that large, it probably would not be much smaller than [Loving Mother]. Had Monica raised an evil god through aquaculture?

"Y-Yes. It's currently being kept at our second testing ground, but please don't worry!" Seeing Theus's expression grow increasingly strange, Monica hurriedly explained, "That strange fish has a very gentle temperament, no aggressiveness whatsoever, and it tastes delicious!"

"Delicious? You killed it and ate it?"

"We didn't kill it, but we ate it. Just a little bit."

Theus's eye twitched.

"Did you put security measures in place?"

"Security is extremely tight! Gaia sent over a whole