The wind across the wasteland had stopped.
In the silence after surviving the calamity, the six of them sat around the giant beast's meat, none of them in a hurry to speak.
The Gem Meat lay across the ground, about the size of a half-grown calf. A glasslike seven-colored radiance flowed over its entire body. Its texture was as fine as crystal, and every inch of its cut surface seeped an extremely faint life fluorescence. When it landed on their skin, it felt cool and soothing, making even their pores relax.
This was no ordinary piece of meat.
This was the Regal Mammoth—a giant beast that had existed in the Gourmet World since the Primordial Era, a crystallization of life accumulated over a thousand years.
"You can't eat it directly."
Kurapika was the first to speak. His fingertips brushed lightly over the surface of the meat. His scarlet eyes narrowed slightly as he clearly sensed the immense yet restrained life energy deep within it.
"It's too pure, and too domineering. Swallowing it in large mouthfuls would overwhelm our meridians and bodies. Ninety percent of the origin energy would be wasted."
Killua crouched beside it and sent a tiny arc of lightning from his fingertip. The electric light landed on the edge of the meat without leaving even a scorch mark. Instead, it was absorbed as easily as a drop of water falling into the sea.
"The density is absurdly high. Ordinary fire can't even cook the surface."
Leorio swallowed. "Then what do we do? We can't just leave it here and stare at it, can we?"
"Let's cut off a small piece and try it first."
Saitama crouched down, his tone as casual as if he were discussing what to have for dinner.
"Cook it thoroughly. Let's heal our injuries