Catalyst System

Antelope Meat is the Best! But...

    Veroa returned empty-handed. Now, on the way home, he was moving leisurely, but leisurely here was still faster than the speed of a war horse that only bore a knight. In constant speed, he would arrive at Tungsten City for about two weeks if he drove non-stop. But, he saw a stunning natural scene, which was not noticed when he left. That certainly makes him more and more needless to rush, he intends to rest in some places. Every now and then, he wanted to re-feel the taste of hunting in the forest, real hunting and being eaten by himself by burning it after being slaughtered.

    When there was a suitable place to be used as a resting place, he stopped. Just as he looked to the right, an antelope was eating grass and had just noticed its arrival. Antelope has a common survival instinct owned by wild animals, he felt threatened by the arrival of Veroa. Regardless of the grass that was so delicious, the antelope ran very fast in the direction that was opposed to the current position of Veroa.

    “Oh, want to play romp, huh?” seeing the antelope leave right after his arrival, he who had just stopped running, ran back to chase his quarry.

    Around here, the trees are slightly spaced apart from each other, the sunlight can shine on the grass, proving to be so lush and green. Usually, in forests where dense foliage blocks sunlight, the soil is slightly overgrown with wild mud type plants. Such a green area is quite extensive, increasingly falling out around dark areas.

    The antelope turned out to be running towards the dark forest, perhaps her instinct told her to run there. Hoping, Veroa did not dare to chase after he managed to get into the dense area of trees. In fact, Veroa did not care about it, he still ran after the antelope. Actually, it was easy if he wanted to hunt her seriously. But, he was about to play the chase first, toying with the pitiful prey in the pressure of fear.

    From the darkness of the forest, actually not too dark, can still see the road and tree trunks but limited, there is no sign of living things in front, not visible, suddenly a leopard that had its entire body in jet black jumped up, pouncing on the antelope that was being chased by Veroa. Both of his front legs were ripping apart the skin of the antelope, his teeth were cutting off the blood vessels in his neck, his body was pushed towards the leopard's jump.

    Veroa stopped running to see his quarry stolen just like that, let alone see him not far from himself standing at this time. Antelope has a taste of meat that is savory and chewy, people who do not have gastronomy can enjoy the meat just by burning it half-cooked. Rarely are street vendors or restaurants that provide this one meat, because hunters have difficulty hunting it as well as a little rare.

Surely, Veroa did not receive such treatment. Before the black-streaked tiger went any further, it sped up and hit him on the head until the tiger was suffocating in pain. Luckily, the tiger had just bitten the neck of the antelope, the other meat was still edible.

Not until there, he again hit the black leopard until the tiger bounced until it hit the tree in the direction of movement. Twice got this kind of treatment without him being able to fight or just dodge, the black striped tiger felt, the human in front of him was dangerous. Not wanting his life to be threatened, the black-streaked tiger ran towards the dark forest, his body immediately disappearing there.

“Finally, I can taste this super delicious meat!”

There's no fire yet. He planted the meat that had been pierced on the ground, himself gathering the dried tree twigs that were all around. There was no need for a lighter or anything like that, just by increasing the temperature of the air around the pile of twigs he had collected, began to appear a small flame that slowly grew bigger, devouring the piled up dry twigs.

The meat is burned, rotated so that the combustion is evenly distributed throughout the surface of the meat. The weakness melted, so much so that almost half a bucket was possible when accommodated under it. But, not everything drips, some are still attached to the surface of the meat, the fat is what makes this meat taste so savory. After being twisted, the fat droplets had stopped, the meat had browned, a sign that soon the meat was ready to be eaten.

Once a bite, the fat melts in the mouth, a delicious taste that makes the imagination float. In front of the bonfire, he finished off the entire antelope meat he had burned alone, not intending to leave it for later. Unfortunately, when eaten cold, the taste of pleasure is reduced, because the fat will harden. Reburning though, will not be as wise to burn while still fresh. Now, he felt very full, satisfied with his rest this time.

After that, he continued on, his throat feeling dry after eating the fatty meat, but he found no water around. What he knew, far ahead was the Prometium River, but if he wanted to drink immediately, he had to hurry and speed up his run. But, in a dry throat, he could not run that fast, still he had to endure the thirst a little longer.

Before he could find drinking water, he met the forest wolves again. His territory is quite wide, the distance he is currently stopped running because it is blocked by dozens of forest wolves far enough with the Prometium River.

“Aduh, even to speak was difficult, so it felt dry throat this” he was about to grumble, scolding the forest wolves that confronted him again. If they could see the heat energy produced by Veroa's body, like the ability possessed by a slithering beast, they would definitely not dare to block his path.

Veroa knew, up ahead, he would be confronted even more by the forest wolves. In the fragments of his memory, there is knowledge about how to survive in the forest, how to overcome the lack of drinking water was there, only it still requires experience to live life in the forest easily. It is unlikely that if he switched course, not passing through the territory of the forest wolves, he who is thirsty can find a young bamboo tree containing drinking water even a little. If lucky, he can find a source of clean water.

“I can't waste my time he said with his voice starting to get a little hoarse before he turned the corner to continue his journey home.