Kim Haru remembered that when Do Seungjin had gone to retrieve the core from pigweed, he'd had to kill two pigs, which he'd sent to the animal research institute. Logically, they shouldn't have fully processed them yet. With some luck, he might even manage to get a pig's trotter.
With such a large mutated black pig, even half—no, a quarter of a pig's trotter would be enough.
"Mr. Kim!"
"Mr. Kim, you're here!"
"Mr. Kim, are you looking for the director?"
"Mr. Kim, Director Do, and Director Jang went to the fields. Shall I call them back?"
As he walked into the animal research institute, various researchers greeted Kim Haru along the way.
He quickened his steps. "No need; I'm just picking up something quickly. Where's the pig they killed earlier?"
"It's in the fresh meat processing room, number two. I'll take you there, Mr. Kim."
