"Did you finish your business?"
"Yes, it's done. We can leave now."
The two of them climbed into a sled cart pulled by Snowball No. 11, which was waiting nearby.
Luna and Cresent squeezed into the cart alongside them.
The mont Snowball No. 11 realized everyone was on board, it let out a howl and dashed forward at full speed.
Its other brothers were already waiting at the safe zone, and if it weren't for these two slow humans, Snowball No. 11 wouldn't have waited so long and risked being left behind.
Eager to reunite with its brothers and the humans it liked, Snowball No. 11 ran so fast that only a blur could be seen.
A journey that should have taken an hour was completed in just half an hour.
Upon arriving at the eastern gate of the safe zone, the gate guards, already inford of Snowball No. 11's arrival, opened the gate to let the sled cart in before closing it behind them.
With practiced ease, Snowball No. 11 navigated directly toward the central district with the cart and its passengers.
Here, its brothers and the humans it liked were all gathered.
"You're here? Mr. Kim is up ahead," Jang Dojang greeted the two.
Go Okrim anxiously asked, "How is it? Have they started slaughtering the pig yet?"
"Not yet," Jang Dojang replied with a laugh. "Mr. Kim is still choosing. He wants to pick a better-looking pig."
Go Okrim: "..."
Fine.
Kim Haru-hyunh's behavior was sotis incomprehensible.
Did good-looking pigs taste better when eaten?
Of course, that was impossible.
For Kim Haru, there was no urgency.
Ti was on his side, so why couldn't he take his ti and choose a good-looking one?
So, what exactly was happening now?
Just two days ago, Do Seungjin had led a group to the black pigs' territory.
With Chung Hwangeun, the top ability user in the safe zone, in the team, they easily captured five fully grown black pigs.
Each pig was at least the size of half a house, with the largest one even bigger than a full house.
These five black pigs were enough to feed everyone in the safe zone for at least three days.
Why the sudden need for so many pigs?
Naturally, it was in preparation for the New Year.
The tradition of slaughtering pigs for the New Year wasn't unique to Kim Haru's world in his previous life.
To his surprise and delight, this custom still existed in this new world he had traveled to.
If it weren't for Moon Baein suddenly asking how much pork his small farm would need, Kim Haru wouldn't have even realized that the New Year was fast approaching.
This was his first New Year in a different world.
Even soone like Kim Haru, who wasn't fond of crowds, felt a rare spark of enthusiasm to celebrate properly.
As for the pig-slaughtering feast, how could he miss out on the fun?
Before co to this world, he had heard of how people in the rural areas often held pig-slaughtering feasts during the New Year.
As soone who lived in the city and had no close relatives or friends to spend the holidays with, he had often gone to agritourism spots to experience the festivities.
Naturally, he had also encountered pig-slaughtering feasts.
It always seed like such an interesting event.
At this mont, the five massive pigs were tightly bound with specially made ropes.
To match the festive atmosphere of the pig-slaughtering feast, the pigs hadn't been killed yet and were still grunting and struggling.
However, with Do Seungjin, Chung Hwangeun, and others guarding them, no matter how much the black pigs struggled, it was to no avail.
Kim Haru stood next to the black pigs, carefully selecting the one he wanted.
The largest one was definitely off the list—his small farm couldn't possibly consu that much at.
Even for the others, he wouldn't take an entire pig, at most a quarter, which made choosing even more important.
Too much fat made the at greasy—no thanks.
Older pigs had tougher at—not ideal either.
So pigs had too much hair, which would be troubleso to process—he'd pass on those as well.
And if a pig wasn't clean, he might not mind if he didn't know, but having seen it now, he'd definitely think of it later while eating, so that was a no-go too.
Finally, Kim Haru chose a dium-sized black pig that looked neither too fat nor too lean.
"I'll take so pig blood, one ear, half a nose, and the brain too. One front hoof, one back hoof, and the tip of the tail. For the rest of the at, just give a random selection," Kim Haru counted on his fingers. "Oh, right, I also want part of the liver and so intestines."
Do Seungjin imdiately responded, "Got it! I'll make sure you get the best parts."
A giant iron basin was carried over by two researchers and placed directly under the neck of the black pig, ready to collect its blood.
After all, pig blood pudding is a delicacy.
Four Fire-type ability users, including Gang Yuwon, had already started a fire on the side.
A group of Earth-type ability users had dug out a clay stove in the ground, and a large iron pot was set on top of it.
The pot was filled with water, more than half full, and it was already starting to steam over the flas.
And this wasn't the only pot of hot water.
There was no other way; the black pigs were simply too large—one pot wouldn't suffice.
A sharp blade suddenly appeared in the hands of Shin Woncheon, a tal-type ability user.
Without hesitation, he slashed it across the black pig's throat.
Imdiately, the researchers waiting nearby surged forward.
A few of them held down the pig's body, while two others grabbed its ears to lift its head, allowing the blood to drip continuously into the basin.
As the black pig let out a pitiful wail, the water in the pot began to bubble and boil.
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