Who Says I’m Not a Legitimate Adventurer?

Among the targets on the list he had previously set, there was still the thick-skinned Ironhide Boar.

If there was a slaughterhouse available, then he would no longer need to search through the vast forest like looking for needles in a haystack one by one.

Although Ironhide Boars existed in large numbers within Copper Creek Forest—

They were naturally solitary creatures, only displaying herd behavior during the mating season at the end of autumn.

Trying to farm them in large quantities during this season in the wilderness was simply far too inefficient.

This was practically the perfect pillow arriving the moment sleepiness hit.

Sensing that this mysterious big brother seemed interested in boar meat, Toby immediately seized the opportunity and enthusiastically began promoting his family business.

“Big bro, let me tell you, all the boars from my family are free-range in the back mountain. The meat’s so firm and chewy that—”

Smack!