In the following months, the pigs we were in charge of farming completely lost their previous resistance and became very docile.

It should be said that they had resigned to the current situation, even though the pig feed now was already spoiled.

But there were new problems on Durin's side.

For a few days, Durin kept forgetting to turn off the bright light and often inexplicably couldn't find anyone.

When I saw him again, his spirit was very low, as if someone had drained him of his vitality.

During the feeding process, something suddenly fell off Durin's body.

In the dark environment, I discreetly picked it up without leaving a trace and didn't make a fuss about it.

A few minutes later, I suddenly heard a scream coming from room 55.

Ah! Durin!

The pigs he was raising actually stood up and viciously knocked Durin down.

In the darkness, I could only vaguely see the farming pigs continuously moving on him.

Soon, Durin's screams stopped.