The growth of these Forest Pigs is extremely fast, but the stench within the breeding farm is even more pungent!
The special body odor secreted by the Forest Pigs, the foul smell of their manure, the smell of the feed, and the fermented bedding…
have all blended together.
It's even stronger than the smell of domestic pigs.
In this life filled with the [Breeding] skill experience, Lynn has already endured seven or eight days!
As Lynn engages in more labor, he increasingly feels.
No matter which kind of labor is undertaken within the territory, there is no mention of relaxation!
The high-temperature furnace of the Blacksmith Workshop bakes, sweat pouring like water.
The armor plate cutting hands in the textile workshop, heavy manual operation.
Tilling the land with face towards yellow earth and back towards the sky.
The labor of mining, burdening and risking…
But no matter what kind of job the townsmen of the territory are engaged in.
