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Got a Gallery in the Wild Chapter 56: The Tiger is Dead (3)

Chapter 56: The Tiger is Dead (3)

The​⁠​ heart is the​ most important organ‍‍​ of all animals.⁠​⁠

You‍​​ can live without​ a kidney, and‌ even if you‌⁠ lose a lung,‌⁠‍ as long as​ the heart is‍‌‍ fine, you survive.‍

But​ if the heart⁠​‌ fails, even partially,‌ the probability of‍ dying increases tremendously.‍

Blood​‍​ is essential for⁠ all organs.

And‌ the heart is‌ what pumps it.​‍

Even⁠⁠⁠ the brain, which‌⁠ controls everything, without‍​⁠ blood is nothing​ more than soft​‍‌ jelly.

So‍⁠‍ the reason blood​‌⁠ was still coming⁠⁠ out, despite having​​‍ lost so much,‌ was because the​​ heart was still‌⁠ alive?

All‍​‍ the organs, including​‍‌ the brain, were‍‍‍ dead but only‌‌ it was still​ “alive.”

Thump!‌ Thump! Thump!

“….”‍⁠

A heart bigger than‌‌‍ my head was⁠ beating strongly, showing‌​ its vitality.

Even​ though all the​ other organs, including‍ its owner, had‍‍‌ stopped it alone‍⁠ remained active.

‘Damn.⁠​‌ What the hell⁠​​ is going on?’​

I felt like all​​⁠ my common sense​ was being denied.⁠‌⁠

A heart beating even⁠⁠⁠ after its head‌ was torn off?​⁠

And‌ after more than​⁠ 6 hours dead?‌⁠​

Was‍ this saber-toothed tiger‍​ a zombie or⁠‌ what?

No‍⁠ not even zombies⁠⁠ work like this.⁠​​

At⁠‍ least they walk⁠‌‍ like corpses.

This‌ had no logic​ at all.

The​ heart shouldn’t be⁠​ able to beat‍⁠ but there it​‍ was, beating as⁠​⁠ if it were‍ alive.

My‌ mind went blank.‌​

‘F-for‍ now, I’ll finish​‍ the rest.’

Rigor⁠‌ mortis something like‍​​ that

That’s​‍⁠ what I tried​ to believe.

From‍​ what I knew,⁠‍‍ rigor mortis only​ affects muscles.

But‍‌‌ screw that.

This‌‌⁠ isn’t a world‌​⁠ where my logic‍ works.

What‌⁠⁠ mattered now was​​‍ finishing the butchering.⁠

Thump!⁠‌ Thump! Thump!

Somehow⁠‌​ I managed to‍⁠ remove all the⁠ organs, leaving only⁠‍ the heart.

I hesitated whether to‍‍ cut it or‌ not but decided⁠‍‌ to do it.​

The‍ arteries and veins⁠⁠ were so tough​‍ that even with​ the dagger coated⁠​‌ in aura, it‍‍ was hard to​ cut them.

And‍ every time I cut, blood spurted⁠‍ out, making everything⁠‌⁠ more difficult.

“Huff…”‌‍‍

Only‍​⁠ after extracting the⁠⁠⁠ heart could I finally breathe calmly.‍

I held the heart,⁠ much bigger than​‍ my head, with​​‌ both hands.

Even‌ though I had⁠‌ torn out all⁠ the blood vessels,​⁠ it was still​​⁠ beating strongly.

‘Is‌‍‌ this possible? For‌​ a heart to‍ beat on its‌‍ own?’

Even​⁠‌ with that doubt,‍‌⁠ I carried it⁠​​ carefully.

I stored it in⁠⁠⁠ the box where‌ I previously kept‌⁠ the golden mushrooms.‌

But‍‌ it was so‌ big that the⁠ box looked small.‍

Thump!‌ Thump! Thump!

Each‍ beat made the⁠‍‍ box shake.

It‍​ showed no sign‍‌⁠ of stopping.

I looked at it​‍ with mixed feelings‌‌​ and then moved​ on.

‘First,‌‌⁠ I’ll finish the‌‍​ rest.’

I still had to‌ finish the butchering⁠​‍ and throw the⁠ entrails into the‌⁠ river.

If‌ by then the‌‍ heart was still⁠‌​ beating I don’t⁠‍​ know. I’ll ask⁠ in the gallery.‌‍‌

Then‍ I washed the​‍ inside of the⁠‍‌ tiger, now without⁠⁠ organs.

After‍ that, following the⁠‍ gallery’s instructions, I separated each part.‍

Just‍​⁠ in case, I checked for signs​ of decomposition, but‍‍ found nothing.

‘I⁠​⁠ guess I’ll have‍ to smoke it.’‌⁠‌

I looked at the‌ large amount of⁠⁠ clean meat.

Before,​‍ I had dismissed​‌ that idea out‍ of fear of‍ attracting predators.

But‌⁠​ wasting so much‍​‌ meat was also‌⁠ absurd.

Choose‍​‍ an uncertain future‍ or immediate security?‍​

Even​‍ throwing away the‌‍​ parts that are⁠⁠ hard to eat,​​‍ it was still‌ a huge amount‍⁠ of meat.

‘…Yeah.⁠ Better to smoke⁠​ it. After all,‌‌⁠ the biggest danger⁠‍ is running out⁠‍⁠ of food.’

After‍‍‍ fighting the tiger,⁠‍‍ I understood it.⁠

At‌‍ least beasts I can defeat.

But‌​ hunger?

Could‌​​ I survive without⁠‍​ food?

I have emergency pills,‌‍‍ but now they⁠‍‌ are the sloth’s​‌ main food.

And‍ if the gallery‌⁠⁠ disappears at any​⁠ moment smoking the⁠ meat is the⁠‌​ best option.

‘I’ll⁠ ask in the⁠‌‍ gallery.’

Maybe⁠‍⁠ there are other​​ preservation methods.

Before​⁠​ the meat spoiled,‍⁠ I made a post.

Title)​‌​ Someone who knows⁠⁠ how to preserve‌ meat for a long time

WildGrills‍⁠‍

I butchered a tiger​‍​ and got a lot of meat.‌

I want to preserve​ it if possible,‍⁠ but I only‌​⁠ know the smoking‍‌ method.

Does⁠ anyone know another​⁠ way?

ㄴStarlightPrincess)‍ Can I explain⁠‍‌ it?

ㄴWildGrills)⁠ Of course, I’d‍‌ love that.

ㄴStarlightPrincess)‌⁠‌ First you need‌ a lot of‍⁠‍ salt. Salt extracts⁠​​ moisture from the​​⁠ meat. That way‌‌ it lasts longer.⁠⁠‍

ㄴWildGrills)⁠ And I can⁠⁠ smoke it afterward⁠​‍ without problem?

ㄴStarlightPrincess)⁠‌​ It’s even better!​‍⁠ I’ll upload a post with instructions‍⁠ later, just follow‍‌ it.

ㄴWildGrills)⁠ Thank you very​ much. By the‍⁠‌ way, how do​‍‍ you know all‍⁠​ this?

ㄴStarlightPrincess)‌‌ Some things I read in books⁠​ and others I researched myself.
Since I spend​‌ a lot of⁠ time at home,‌‍ I learned quite⁠ a bit.

ㄴDidn’t‌‍ you say you‍ were always in⁠ bed?

ㄴDemonPrincess)​​ Yes. And?

ㄴThen‌​⁠ that knowledge must‌ be…

ㄴOh,‍‍ how indecent

ㄴI‌ see…

ㄴah​ lol now I get it

ㄴStarlightPrincess)⁠ You guys are‍‍‌ really idiots.

If​⁠⁠ it’s advice from‌‍‌ DemonPrincess, I can‌​‍ trust it.

First,‌​ I bought a large amount of​‍ salt.

It​​⁠ was expensive, but‌​ worth it.

‘Let’s​ store the meat‌‍​ in jars.’

I found some perfect⁠ jars in the‍⁠ auction.

I bought five of‌‍‍ an appropriate size.‍

I would put the⁠ meat with salt‍‌ in them.

I didn’t put the‌ meat whole.

I cut it into‌‌‌ manageable portions to​⁠ cover it well‍‌‍ with salt.

It‍ was tedious, but‍‌ necessary.

‘Also‍‍‌ remove the fat.’‍‍‌

After⁠‌‌ repeating the process,​‌‍ the jars were‌⁠ full.

All‍‍ filled with meat​ mixed with salt.‌‌

That‍ reassured me a bit.

As‌ DemonPrincess said, decomposition‌ should slow down​‌ a lot.

Then‌ I took everything​ to the cave,‌‍​ which was cooler.‌‍

‘For⁠ smoking, first I clean everything and‍​⁠ then prepare.’

I wiped the sweat‍​⁠ and looked at‌⁠‌ the box.

The⁠​‌ box with the⁠⁠⁠ heart was still​ moving.

It​⁠ was still beating.‌​​

“Damn…”​‌‍

I was so stunned‍‍⁠ that I couldn’t​ find words.

It⁠ was as absurd‌‌ as when the‌ golden mushrooms disappeared.⁠

‘It’s​​⁠ not like the​​‌ heart will grow‍ legs and walk‍‌ away too, right?’​‍⁠

I said it as​‌‍ a joke, but‌​ I let out​‍‍ a nervous laugh‌​‌ thinking it might​​‍ actually happen.

“Sloth.‌​ Get on. Let’s‌⁠ throw this away.”‌⁠⁠

“……”‍

It​‌​ was time to​‍ get rid of​⁠‌ the barrel full​‌ of blood and⁠ entrails.

The‍⁠ barrel was big⁠​ and heavy, so⁠​‌ moving it was​‍⁠ uncomfortable, but there​ was a way.‌‍‍

Use‍⁠ the rope I had left over‍⁠ from the auction.‌‌

If​ I could carry‍ the barrel like‍​ a backpack, I could move it⁠ without problems.

“Can⁠‍⁠ you hang on⁠ behind?”

“……”‌‌

The⁠‍‍ sloth, instead of​​‍ hanging on, decided‌ to climb onto⁠ my shoulders.

It​⁠ was uncomfortable—quite uncomfortable—but‍ I endured it,‌ thinking it would⁠‌‌ only be this‌ once.

Besides,⁠ the river wasn’t​⁠ that far.

And⁠⁠ if something happened,‍​‍ the sloth could‌ react.

Thus,‍ walking with effort,‍ I reached the‍​​ usual river.

Splash!‌ Splash!

“Oh!‍‍⁠ Did I catch⁠ quite a few?”‍

In⁠ the trap I had set yesterday,⁠ there were several‍​ fish.

No‍‍⁠ less than three.​⁠

But⁠​​ they were so⁠​‌ big that with⁠⁠ just three, it‌‌‌ was already full.⁠

I smiled, satisfied, as⁠‍ I poured the‌‍​ blood and entrails⁠ into the river.‌⁠⁠

It‍ felt like illegally‍⁠⁠ dumping trash, but‌​⁠ it wasn’t toxic‍ waste, just entrails,⁠ so it should‍‍⁠ be fine.

Tududududud!⁠‍‍

As‌‍ soon as I threw in the‌‍​ blood and organs,‍‍‌ a huge number⁠ of fish rushed​‌⁠ in.

There‌‍‍ were so many⁠​ that you could​ literally cross the⁠‌​ river stepping on‌​‌ fish.

Just⁠ in case, I hurried to finish.‍

I felt like if‍⁠‍ I let my​​‍ guard down, they’d⁠‌‍ eat me too.​

‘What‌​⁠ kind of fish‌‍​ are these…?’

Now‌‌‍ I understood why‍‍⁠ I always caught‌⁠‍ fish.

There⁠ are simply too‌⁠‍ many.

Even​⁠‍ though the current‍‌​ is strong, there‍ is far more​ life than I imagined.

‘I’ll‌‍ collect the trap‍⁠‍ later.’

I still had things​ to do, so‌ I left it‍‌ for later.

As‌‍‍ long as they’re​⁠⁠ trapped, they can’t‌‌ escape.

After​ getting rid of​‍​ the entrails, I returned to the‍​ cave.

Thump…​⁠‍ Thump… Thump.

“……”‌‍

The‍⁠ heart was still⁠ beating.

I couldn’t believe it.‌

And​‌ then I understood.‍⁠​

That‌ heart has some⁠‍‌ kind of special⁠ power.

But⁠ since I didn’t‌‌⁠ know what it​‍‌ was, I had⁠​ to ask.

I made a post⁠‌​ in the gallery.​

Title)‍ Is it possible​⁠‌ for a heart‍⁠​ to keep beating⁠​‍ after death?

WildGrills⁠⁠​

I killed a saber-toothed‍ tiger, but the‍ heart is still‍⁠​ beating.

Even⁠‍ after butchering it,​ it’s still beating.‍

If‌⁠ you don’t believe‍‍‌ me, I’ll upload​ a video.

Is⁠ this possible? I’m‍‌‌ asking seriously.

ㄴHeavenlyDemon)‌ How much time​⁠​ has passed since‍​‌ it died?

ㄴWildGrills)‍⁠ At least more​⁠‍ than 6 hours.‌‌

ㄴHeavenlyDemon)⁠​⁠ Then I don’t‌ know. I’ve also​​ seen hearts beat,‌ but shortly after‍​ death.

ㄴWildGrills)‍ …It wasn’t a person, right?

ㄴHeavenlyDemon)‌‍‌ Yes, it was.‌⁠‌ Is there a problem?

ㄴWildGrills)‍‍ No… nothing.

ㄴSwordmaster)‍‍ What do you‍ mean only the‌‍ heart is beating?⁠⁠​ I don’t understand.⁠⁠‍

ㄴWildGrills)‌⁠‌ Do you want​‍ to see it?‍‌​ It might be‌​ a bit unpleasant.​​⁠

ㄴSwordmaster)⁠​​ Yes.

ㄴWildGrills)‍‌⁠ (video of the‌‍ beating heart) What⁠‌⁠ do you think?⁠‍⁠

ㄴSwordmaster)⁠ Wow… is that‌ possible?

ㄴWildGrills)⁠ That’s why I’m⁠ asking hahaha

ㄴLook‌‌ at the size⁠ hahaha why is‌‍⁠ it so big?​

ㄴIf‍⁠ you saw the⁠ tiger, you’d understand,‌‌ it’s huge

ㄴAnd​​‌ the one below​ was also big?⁠

ㄴWhy‍⁠⁠ are you asking‌‍​ that, idiot?

ㄴDamn,​‍⁠ one can be⁠‍ curious

ㄴAllFather)⁠ It is an​‌ interesting phenomenon. It⁠ is not common⁠‌ for a heart‍‍​ to beat on⁠‌⁠ its own—did you​​ feel any kind⁠⁠​ of energy inside?​

ㄴWildGrills)‍​‌ I wouldn’t know‍‍ I’m bad at​⁠‍ noticing those things.​‍‌

ㄴAllFather)‍ It’s just a guess, but there​​ must be something⁠ inside the heart​​ maintaining its activity.​ For example, an⁠‍​ internal core. Why‍⁠‍ don’t you open‌‍​ it?

ㄴWildGrills)⁠ And if there’s‍ nothing?

ㄴAllFather)‌ I’m sure there​ is something. In‍ this world, there⁠ is no result⁠ without a cause.‍ Something inside that⁠‌ heart is making‌ it beat.

ㄴWildGrills)‌‍ I’ll think about​⁠‍ it.

ㄴWildGrills,​ did you notice⁠‍‍ signs of decomposition‌‌ in the meat?⁠

ㄴWildGrills)⁠​‌ I’m not sure,‌ but I didn’t‌‌ see discolored areas.​

ㄴThen⁠‍ it makes sense.‌ Since the heart‌​‍ is still beating‍ and blood circulates,⁠‍ decomposition is slowing‌ down.

ㄴWildGrills)​​⁠ Ah, that’s how‍‍ it works?

ㄴIt’s⁠⁠‌ just my assumption.‍⁠​

ㄴHeroDontThrowAway)‌​‌ Ugh! That’s disgusting!⁠⁠ Excuse me, can⁠‍ I block the⁠ comments!

ㄴWildGrills)​ What happens if​ you block the⁠‍ comments?

ㄴHeroDontThrowAway)‌⁠⁠ The video doesn’t‍ disappear completely! The​‍ comments are just‌ hidden!

ㄴWildGrills)⁠ If you consider⁠‍‌ it an unpleasant​⁠‍ video, you can⁠‌‍ do it.

ㄴHeroDontThrowAway)‍⁠ Thank you for‍‌⁠ your cooperation!

ㄴWildGrills)​‍⁠ Do you know‌‍‌ why this is​​​ happening?

ㄴHeroDontThrowAway)⁠ No! But like​ AllFather said, there’s​‌​ surely something inside!​⁠‌ Or you could⁠ grill it! The​‍​ heart becomes very‍ elastic and delicious!‍​‌

ㄴDwarfPassingBy)‍‍⁠ That’s my snack​⁠ for liquor. Don’t⁠‍ touch it.

ㄴHeroDontThrowAway)​‍ Ah! Sorry!

ㄴWildGrills)​ And what are‌‌‍ you now…?

There⁠ was a small‌‌ commotion.

As‍‌​ AllFather said, it​ seemed better to‌​ open the heart.‍

Even​⁠ if there was‍​ nothing inside, it​​‍ didn’t matter.

It​ wouldn’t harm me.⁠‍​

I took the heart‌ stored in the⁠ box with both‌​‍ hands.

The⁠‍ moment I grabbed⁠ it, it seemed​‍ to beat even‍⁠ harder.

‘It‍ might splash blood—I’d‌‌⁠ better change clothes‍ first.’

I put on the​⁠ uniform downgraded to‍ work clothes.

Then⁠​ I placed the‌‌ heart on a flat stone and​ observed it silently.‌‍‍

Thump.​ Thump. Thump.

Will⁠‌⁠ there really be​ something inside as​ AllFather said?

If‍‌ there is, would‍‌​ it be an​‍ internal core?

It’s​ quite likely.

I took the dagger‍ I used for⁠ butchering.

I had already decided.⁠‌

Whatever‌⁠‍ is inside, I’m​⁠ going to open‍⁠​ it.

I’m​‍‌ not going to‌⁠ die because of‌ this.

Clack—⁠

‘Even⁠⁠ the heart is‍⁠‍ impossible to cut…’​

No‍‌‌ matter how much⁠⁠ I tried to‌ cut it with​​‌ the dagger, I couldn’t make a single scratch.

Rather,‍⁠​ as if warning‌ me not to‍⁠ continue, the heart​​ began to beat⁠‌ harder.

But⁠ that only made‍ me more stubborn.​

I channeled aura into⁠​ the dagger.

It‌​‌ might be my⁠‌ imagination, but it‍⁠ felt easier to⁠ activate than yesterday.⁠

‘No​‌ matter how tough‌ it is, it’s‌‍‌ still a heart.’⁠

I brought the aura-coated‌‌ dagger closer to‌‌ the heart.

Wooooong—‌

“Huh?”‌

Then,‍⁠ as if the‌ heart had gotten‍ angry, it began⁠ to swell.

Not‌ only that, but⁠ the veins started​ to bulge.

Bad‌⁠‌ sign.

I immediately let go⁠⁠​ of the dagger‍⁠​ and stepped back.​​

The‍⁠ heart began to⁠⁠ tremble violently.

Boooom!!⁠​

With⁠​‍ a blue flash,​‍ it caused a massive explosion.

And​ as I faced‍‍​ that explosion, I only thought one‌ thing.

“Shit,​​⁠ fuck.”

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