After so thought, Kim Haru picked the more composed Snowball No. 1 and Snowball No. 2.
He removed their regular leashes and replaced them with the sled's leashes. Then, he climbed into the sled.
This first test run was just a trial, so Kim Haru didn't load any cargo onto it. He made sure to activate the protective shield and then pointed in a direction. "Alright, let's g-!"
Before he could finish saying the word go, Snowball No. 1 and Snowball No. 2 already shot forward like rockets!
Kim Haru was thrown back against the sled seat. If it hadn't been padded with soft cushions, he was sure his back would have been injured.
"Slow down, slow down!" Kim Haru yelled.
It took several shouts before the two dogs finally slowed their pace.
Kim Haru couldn't help but regret his decision. He should have just started with one dog for the test. Why did he have to harness two? Clearly, the two of them had been competing just now. And this was with the more composed Snowball No. 1 and Snowball No. 2—if it had been the others, his back might not have survived.
Once they slowed down, Kim Haru finally had the energy to look around.
When he did, he was instantly speechless.
Great. All eleven dogs had followed them, running alongside the sled. Judging by their expressions, they were eager to try pulling the sled too.
Kim Haru wasn't about to change drivers again. He didn't want to experience another round of breakneck speed.
After observing the rowdy dogs, Kim Haru realized the surroundings looked unfamiliar.
"…Where did you all take ?" Kim Haru sighed.
As expected, he couldn't entirely trust the dogs with decisions. In just this short ti, he had no idea where they'd dragged him. It didn't seem too far, though—the plants around were still green, indicating they were likely still in the forest of mutated plants.
Fortunately, the dogs knew the way back to the small farm, so Kim Haru wasn't too worried.
Even if they didn't, wasn't there still the system's mini-map?
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"Just keep this pace, and go slowly." Now that the sled cart's speed was finally within a normal range, Kim Haru could relax enough to truly enjoy the experience.
As expected, anything produced by the system was of excellent quality. Even though the dogs had been charging at breakneck speed earlier, Kim Haru hadn't felt the slightest chill from the wind.
Oh, there was still wind, but it was mild and gentle, completely unlike the piercingly cold gusts he'd felt when venturing out alone.
Kim Haru felt imnsely satisfied.
He praised the two sled dogs pulling the cart: "Snowball No. 1, Snowball No. 2, you two are amazing."
That was all it took to stir up the jealousy of the other dogs. None of them could stand to hear their human praise soone else, even if one of those being praised was their leader. It just didn't sit right with them.
They wanted to be praised too.
Did pulling the cart earn complints?
Then they needed to take over!
Before Kim Haru could react, the surrounding dogs began an all-out brawl for the sled cart.
Snowball No. 1 and Snowball No. 2 clung tightly to their leashes, while the other dogs shoved and squeezed their massive bodies between the cart and the ropes, pushing and jostling.
Kim Haru's expression changed instantly. "Wait, the cart is about to—"
Tip over.
Yep, the sled cart toppled.
Kim Haru, along with the cart, ended up lying sideways on the cold snow. His face, touching the icy ground, was just as frosty as the snow.
The surroundings fell silent.
A mont later, the dogs, realizing they were in deep trouble, worked together to upright the sled cart.
Then, one by one, they hung their heads low, sneaking glances at Kim Haru's face with apologetic eyes. Soft whimpering sounds escaped their mouths as they tried to win him over.
"It's no use. That trick doesn't work on anymore," Kim Haru said with a cold expression. "All right, pick your punishnt: no food for one al or no playti for a whole day?"
"Whine~"
The dogs whimpered even more pitifully.
"Pulling the sled is your job. If you don't take your work seriously, do you still expect to eat? Where do you get such good deals?" Kim Haru hardened his heart.
Indeed, training huskies required a strong resolve. He should've expected this outco long ago.
The Cryo Wolf flattened themselves even further.
They rub their soft, fluffy bodies against Kim Haru.
With their Samoyed-level cuteness combined with this tactic, they were almost impossible to resist.
Kim Haru nearly gave in.
Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed one of the Cryo Wolfs, Snowball No. 9, shuffling off to the side and starting to dig.
That sight reignited his anger.
Really? Not even paying full attention while apologizing!
Kim Haru was about to scold Snowball No. 9 when the dog suddenly let out an excited howl and rushed over.
It wagged its tail and presented sothing it had unearthed as a peace offering.
Kim Haru looked down and froze.
It was a radish.
"Woof."
Snowball No. 9 squatted in front of Kim Haru.
If its tail wasn't curled into a ball with its body, it would surely be wagging wildly in a plea for praise.
And it did get praised by Kim Haru.
He patted the dog on the head. "Good job, you've redeed yourself. Now, see if you can find any more nearby."
Hearing this, the other dogs eagerly began digging in the snow around them. Snowball No. 1 and Snowball No. 2, still harnessed to the sled, jumped excitedly, eager to be set free to join in and earn their als by digging up the radishes.
Kim Haru unhooked the two dogs, and they imdiately dashed off, sniffing and digging around for the buried treasure.
Sitting in the sled, Kim Haru examined the radish in his hands.
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