Chapter 1 part 4
180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡTIZ8hdG4sz
180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6mBYgW56VY
180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZX1DDXjtJf
The Gourmet Space Butcher (Still Needs Sauce)
180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbElb3DKiAc
180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhNBWpCFUNZ
The food in this part of the galaxy? It’s an affront to my senses. If I were to sum up the culinary offerings of this sector in one word, it would be *gross.* No exaggeration. It’s a universal truth that the dietary staples here are nutrient paste or synthetic protein blocks, both of which taste like they were made by malfunctioning replicators.
180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡieCMmtVUlF
The protein blocks, more algae composite than meat, are chewy, like a mixture of multi-strain yeast and unrefined bio-mass. They don’t even come close to the juicy, fluffy synthesized meat I’m used to back home. Then there’s the nutrient paste, made from processed space kelp—everything about it screams ‘tacky survival food.’ The texture alone is jarring, like chewing through the hull of an old mining rig.
180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8Kw47SaXDG
The hydroponic broths? Barely worth the name. They lack the rich, complex flavors one expects from a proper meal. The savory umami is nowhere to be found. I suspect they’re trying to bring depth to the broth with vat-grown protein and fermented beans, but it’s all flat. I miss MSG crystals—*real* flavor. All they’re scraping by with are mineral salts.
180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfHWXRmdJcs
The station-grown vegetables are no better—some are edible, sure, but since they’re not bothering with gene-modified varieties, they might as well be "space weeds" for all the flavor they bring.
180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5wDcNYvgHT
You could accuse me of having a refined palate, and I wouldn’t argue. I’m from a civilization that knows how to indulge the senses. So yes, my tongue protests. Even though I’ve gotten somewhat accustomed to the blandness of this place, I can still taste the difference, and I haven’t forgotten the old, richer flavors of home.
180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡW4HI583bxW
But there *is* good food in this sector. Xenofauna meat.
180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLBbfqNprf3
Adjusting the oxygen regulator on my helmet, I shouted,
180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2makLKSseK
"Gimme the meat!"
180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1UVxEM2FP6
“SCREEEEE!”
180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlpd2l5Y0Tj
Donning my spacesuit, I braced for the space boar’s charge, its tusks glinting like dark iron through my visor. The unnamed planet’s weak gravity made my movements sluggish, but with a powerful thrust of my suit’s leg boosters, I sidestepped the charging beast, my half-spec blaster already in hand, and with one swift blast, its throat bursts open in a spray of purple ichor.
180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlxWBf2gh48
The space boar—known for its maddened charge that has taken down countless naïve rookies—fell, the thud a dull vibration through my suit’s boots. The moment I hear of a request for this beast, I can’t help but fist-pump in silent victory. Because this mutant boar? Its meat is *delicious.*
180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡI8ekkLF0r8
“Got to drain the ichor. Gotta remove the organs!”
180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsLw5Snj189
The nearby space outpost has recycling tanks installed in several sections. With ease, I haul the space boar’s nearly 100-kilo carcass over to a decontamination chamber. As I cut open its belly with my blaster’s vibro-blade, the smell of raw meat fills the air. Some of its organs will be my meal, while others I discard. The liver analogue and the heart are the best parts. The rest? Too much of a hassle to sterilize and honestly, they don’t taste as good.
180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡB3w5au5k7M
I’ve become accustomed to this life, one that would make a *civilized* person hesitate. But when hunger strikes, people find strength they didn’t know they had. For food like this? I’ll carve through every inch of meat with determination.
180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdgiwocry0Y
“There we go, that’ll do, that’ll do…”
180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQEZ6gcH9HP
I carve out the flank, the back, and the neural tissue. That plump, brain-like organ is too irresistible to pass up. Sure, I’ve heard rumors about tentacle meat and other exotic xenofauna cuts, but I’m not quite sure how to prepare those, so I haven’t dared. Plus, there’s something unsettling about eating actual brains.
180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4Ueurjinvy
But when it comes to grilled xenofauna meat, well, if it tastes good vacuum-sealed and plasma-grilled, I consider it a success. With nothing more than mineral salts and a quick grilling, the meat becomes incredible—far better than any synthetic protein block or bland nutrient paste.
180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3fHNQrzOcQ
That’s why I always take on requests for xenofauna elimination. The battles are straightforward, like missions designed specifically for feasting.
180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡClVAxqQThD
“Mmm, yum.”
180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBgriEdNxTx
I divide the meat into portions: some to eat here, some to preserve in vacuum-sealed bags, and some to bring back to the station. The organs? A hunter’s bonus. The liver analogue, rich in nutrients, makes up for some of the vitamin deficiencies from station food.
180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡlHSMUzjDsH
The neural tissue, though, I keep to myself. There’s something special about that. The back meat is a perfect cut—tender, flavorful, and irresistible. The leg meat, however, is small and travel-friendly, ideal for trading or selling. A few credits in my pocket and a meal for later.
180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWSgjZmxwxi
I’ll admit it: my butchering skills leave much to be desired. But that’s why I do this work out in the outer dwarf planets, where the space holds no judgment. Sure, there are xeno beast roaming the dark, but when there’s meat to be had, I’ll put my life on the line.
180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡXiJ3RMrq1J
…I just wish I had sauce. I crave sauce, something to complement this meat. But I don’t even know how to synthesize sauce, so I’m left with nothing but herb-infused mineral salts. It’ll do, but it’s not *perfect.* I miss demi-glace—the rich, velvety depth of flavor. I don’t care about synthetic carbs; just give me *sauce!*
180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnMWTsACn7Z
“Oh, Narwhal? Took down something big again, huh?”
180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnEhMDmuOIK
Returning from my hunt, the airlock controller greets me with a bored tone. I roll my hover-sled toward the docking area, the meat containers piled high—proud of my haul.
180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDM9o9IACpm
“Deliveryyyy, want some meeeeat?” I shouted, my voice booming through my helmet's speakers.
180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡR2MhoXIN48
“A space butcher! Gahaha!”
180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡsHd4tI69QL
I chuckle, offering the usual routine. “We make deliveries like this, sir. Can I dock?”
180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWUezscW2hh
Back on the station, the airlock hissed open, and I stepped inside. As my suit cycled into standby mode, the airlock controller looked over my gear, glancing at my tag. “Narwhal the butcher, back from your hunt? Yeah, I see your credentials. But next time, dock through the cargo bay.”
180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6LMCRZ5xJ0
“No way. I’ll handle the butchering myself, rather than sending it to the processors.”
180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ0Snodjflpp
The cargo bay is convenient, sure, with a processing station that handles xenofauna corpses. Rather than do the messy work yourself, you can pay them to handle it. But I can’t stand the endless questioning about *what about the hide?* When I tell them I spaced it, they always give me those looks. So, unless I’m bringing in a mountain of bodies I can’t process myself, I don’t bother with that place.
180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡg2OandEV7g
“I want the meat for myself,” I say firmly. “I’ll do my own processing, no objections allowed.”
180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLaMwcP3hvE
“You’re one odd spacer. Gonna switch to being a meat processor?”
180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzaOO7RCwhN
“It’s crossed my mind.”
180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡfUcGkAqh5I
“Oh really?”
180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgtqxRV8zIG
“Well, work using my brawn suits me more.”
180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJBdtDmCDMi
“You’re not wrong. If you can take down a space boar solo, being a merc is probably the best gig for you.”
180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjmVvibHA04
I could be a processor, sure, but I’ve got these powers—why not make moderate use of them for fun?
180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡg1wkwwsgm0
I unsealed the outer pouch on my leg, retrieving a vacuum-sealed packet of meat.
180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ70ipPgocuP
“Oh, I vacuum-preserved some meat in the field. Here’s a little something for you.”
180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4B2TJK4Y7P
“Nice! I’ll take it. Cheers as always!”
180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4I9zqaS5fE
“Make sure to share it with the others. Don’t want any fights breaking out over who gets what.”
180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgSkQ0r8xas
It’s important to keep the airlock controllers on my side. Not that I’m bribing them for anything shady—it just pays to be friendly with the folks who control access. If they know me, I’ll slip through busy airlocks with ease, or even squeeze in right before they seal up for maintenance. It’s also convenient if I’m seen as just an average brawny mercenary.
180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡngNERD9UcV
“Off to the station bar again, huh?”
180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡaHz7Jih4Fg
“Yo! Let’s drink again sometime!”
180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCLnEXzuCNI
And with that, my job’s done. Time to turn this fresh xenofauna meat into a proper feast, because even the worst nutrient paste and synthetic protein blocks can be elevated with a little meat from the hunt.
180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ7Q7wjvHqgU
180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFma7yMcjiz
Author's note : wanna read future chapters earlier? visit :180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡV7E9C4IjXt
galaxianarwhal.blogspot.com180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡDaNWgKvaBg
180Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ6Drhblylzm
and then Add to home screen.