No wonder the moment he had proposed a way to deal with the problem, the managers had raised their hands in agreement without even stopping to think! They must have found the stench unbearable too.
He could smell the pungent odor from far away, and as he drew closer, it made Yu Lin Bloodhawk frown even harder. He finally understood why the people in Silvermoon City had been so eager to get rid of the sows.
This won't do! Yu Lin Bloodhawk frowned and shook his head repeatedly.
Seeing this, the managers assumed that Yu Lin Bloodhawk could not stand the stench at the Breeding Farm either. They explained that the number of boars had increased recently, and they had not yet had time to expand the enclosures. Once they fenced off another eight or ten barren hills, low slopes, and valleys, they figured the smell would become a little less intense.
Yu Lin Bloodhawk could only smile bitterly at their explanation. Apparently, their solution was to keep letting the boars roam and keep fencing off more land! That simply would not do. If they carried on like this, when would it ever end? Besides, such filthy, chaotic conditions were hardly suitable for raising livestock. Still, it was a miracle that all these boars had not died of disease after so long.
As Yu Lin Bloodhawk pondered this, he suddenly began mocking himself. He had been here for so long, yet he still could not shake the habits of thought he had developed on Earth! Died of disease?... Uh... did germ theory even apply here? Even the plague fell within the realm of magic. If something fell ill, naturally there was magic to treat it!
But then he remembered the biogas digesters he had known before. Whether germ theory applied