A Feast of Abyssal Boar · The Body Breaks Its Limits

The shore fell quiet again.

The blood mist left by the nine Parasites gradually scattered in the wind.

Everyone's gaze returned to the King-Level Abyssal Poison Boar on the rock.

Its poison sac had been removed intact.

The firm, snow-white meat had a soft sheen.

A tempting aroma began to drift from it.

"Let's start cooking."

Kurapika spoke up.

Genos nodded.

He walked over to the Poison Boar.

The red glow in his eyes brightened to its maximum.

He raised his mechanical arm steadily.

The laser scalpel flickered to life.

First, skinning.

The blade slid precisely between skin and flesh.

It moved forward at an even pace.

The skin peeled away in one piece, as thin as a cicada's wing.

Not a scrap of meat came off with it.

Next, butchering.

Genos's mechanical arm was steady as a rock.

He cut along the grain of the muscle, stroke by stroke.

He separated the tenderest fillet from the back.

He set aside the richly marbled belly meat.

He sorted the fins, bones, and organs into separate piles.

Every cut was precise to the micrometer.

Not one edible piece went to waste.

"That's incredible..."

Leorio stared, wide-eyed.

"That knife work... how is he so steady?"

Gon crowded in to watch too.

Astonishment filled his face.

"More accurate than my punches."

Killua folded his arms.

He raised an eyebrow.

"He's got skills, all right."

Third, cooking.

Genos started with the sashimi.

He took the finest back fillet.

He cut it into evenly sized slices.

Each slice was just one millimeter thick.

He arranged the translucent slices neatly on a clean stone slab.

They gleamed pink like pearls.

Just looking at them made everyone hungry.

Next came the grilled boar steaks.

He took the marbled belly meat.

He cut it into thick, two-centimeter slabs.