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In the waters of the Rorsted Archipelago, in the lowest hold of the Future, docked at a small port with an adjoining fishing village.
Frank Lee had rolled up his sleeves and folded his arms, carefully inspecting the pieces of pork before him.
The pork had a rich color, an even distribution of fat and lean meat, and a fine texture. Some parts still bore green and brown traces. A close look at the red meat revealed distinctive patterns resembling leaf veins.
Frank reached out to touch, pinch, and squeeze it. The pork was full of juices, but there was no bloody liquid.
Mr. Frank, whom the Aurora Order and some of the people of the City of Silver had already bestowed with the honorific title "Abundance," looked the piece of pork up and down, then glanced around the hold. It was filled with fully formed pork, green pork, unformed pork, white fat, and unharvested pork just beginning to sprout. He said to the Artisan Sharf beside him:
"Good, this experiment has made more progress. It's all thanks to your reminder that 'we don't necessarily have to grow a whole pig.' We only need to grow the edible parts."
"Not only does that shorten the growing time, it also lets me concentrate the nutrients in the meat."
"I fused pork cells with plant cells and cultivated them together. Neither of them is aggressive, they don't need to have any other effects, and they won't produce biological toxins. With the previous apple-and-chicken experiment to draw on, I've finally found the right approach this time."
"Apparently, those hungry people have already secured their basic necessities through mushrooms, so next we can pursue flavor, variety, and texture... I was thinking, sometimes, when you go into the wilderness, you have to carry dry