"So impressive! They're all so sturdy!"
Heiduo looked at the massive creatures, each nearly 2.7 meters tall with incredibly thick pairs of snow-white tusks, astonishment on his face.
In his judgment, every one of these Mamoswine was plump and robust. Their owner had clearly put a great deal of care into them.
Of course, five hundred a day was still far from cheap.
"Need me to help you pick one?"
The middle-aged man leaned against a fence, revealing his yellowed smoker's teeth. "Honestly, every Mamoswine I own is top-notch! Guaranteed to be worth every penny!"
You're making it sound like you've already sold one to me.
Heiduo curled his lip and ignored him. After looking around, he felt that the man had been telling the truth. Every Mamoswine looked pretty good.
In the end, Heiduo picked a Mamoswine with relatively longer tusks. Entering its pen, which was piled high with soft straw, he could not resist reaching out to feel the fat beneath its thick fur.
That fat and gray-brown coat were their weapons against the bitter cold, keeping their body temperatures at healthy levels even amid a raging Blizzard.
Long tusks meant age, and age meant experience.
Heiduo chose a Mamoswine experienced at crossing mountains.
"You're the one! I really like you, you big sturdy fellow!"
He patted Mamoswine's thick tusk.
"Mamo!!!"
Mamoswine let out a muffled roar, as if responding to Heiduo's praise.
The middle-aged man chuckled. "Good eye. It's been working for me for over twenty years. Forget clear weather without snowstorms—even in a Blizzard, it can get you safely to Anistar City!"
"It's getting late! Today and tomorrow are both Sunny Days, so the snowstorms should be lighter. The sooner you set off, the sooner you'll reach Anistar City."
The middle-aged man knocked on a wooden