The correct way to cultivate poros

Chapter 9
In front of the display case, Roy had already fed the Poro.Well, put all my breakfast into it.

"Manager, is this the cutie you mentioned? It's really fun!"

"Well, I didn't lie to you, did I?"

"Yeah! It's like a doll, like an elf in a fairy tale." Roy nodded vigorously, her hands had already invaded the poro's whole body while they were eating, and the solid flesh under the fluff felt very good to the touch.

"Speaking of which, is this a sheep or a dog? It obviously has horns, and it keeps sticking out its tongue and breathing, and it walks like a rabbit."

Roy picked up a poro that was laying flat in front of her. Obviously, she had discovered the pink love heart on their belly, and she was holding it up to her eyes for a closer look.

"A poro is a poro, nothing else, they're just born that way." Zell stood by and watched her interact with the poro.

Because he didn't have poro snacks on hand, his surroundings were a little deserted, and everyone was fawning over Roy.

Hmph, a glutton who can be cheated away by a ham sausage.

"That's who named them. Poro...you can't imagine what they look like just by hearing the name."

"Freljord people, Poro is a literal translation, it should mean mascot." (poro, meaning reindeer in Finnish)
"A mascot, it's really appropriate." Roy said with a smile.

It can be seen that Poro has neither fangs and claws, nor vigorous skills. He is nothing but cute, and he has no fighting power at first glance.

How did such a weak person survive on the cruel ice sheet?She spoke out her thoughts.

"I depend on humans to survive, that's why I'm so close. The Avarosa people raise Poro in captivity, and there are special shepherds to take care of Poro. Poro snacks are what they made."

"How did Poro survive before being raised by humans? Don't tell me they were raised by savages. They are so close and have a lot of meat. They are simply free food."

"How could that be, hahaha."

Zell thought of some people in the cute pet comment area, saying that cats can only eat cat food, and dogs can only eat dog food.

At this time, someone will say in a strange way, "Understood, cats and dogs in prehistoric times all relied on eating artificial food to continue their race. Human beings are really great."

I find it funny every time I see it, why would anyone think so?Have you been brainwashed by radio waves sent by cats and dogs?
"I'm not very clear about this, but Poro is a magical creature, so it cannot be deduced with common sense. As for how Poro survived in the ice field, I think of a legend that can answer your doubts."

"The meat of Poro is soft and soft. After the first bite, your mind will be filled with all kinds of colors imaginable, and your taste buds will be overwhelmed by different tastes, such as cotton candy, wild cherry, salted sea bass, and so on. Toasted coconut!"

"After the second bite, you can feel the restlessness when it slides down the esophagus, itchy ripples in the stomach, and you can't help sneezing. Until you can't help coughing out, accompanied by a series of rapid coughing, fluff and Pieces of skin gushed out of his mouth like confetti."

Roy held her breath, the story had developed in a weird direction so far, she seemed to feel something wriggling in her stomach.

"Suddenly, the rumbling ripple in your stomach turns into a sharp, piercing pain, and you can feel it tearing through the walls of your gut with its horns. It swells and tugs inside you, coming back lunging like a pit bull. And you hold down your stomach desperately, no matter what, you can't end this unspeakable pain."

"Between tears blurred your eyes, you saw two pointed horns pierce the mucous membrane of your skin, a hair ball swaggered out of your already riddled stomach, your blood floated on it On your body, I saw this guy shaking his fur, and the blood just splashed on your face."

"With trembling eyes, you finally saw this radiant creature—like a dandelion in the sun, standing softly and comfortably on your disgusting, almost corpse-like body. It pulled out its big pink tongue, A lick on your cold cheek. That was the last thing you saw.

"That's pretty much the story. Yes, no one tastes poro anymore."

"Your story makes my stomach hurt."

After listening quietly, Roy covered her stomach and looked at Zell sadly. Those who didn't know would think they encountered some scumbag.

"The ability to empathize is so good." The second-person narration directly fills up the sense of substitution.Zell took a deep breath, feeling a bit like smoking a cigarette afterwards.

"Is it true that people who eat Poro will be cursed?" Roy picked up a Poro and gently stroked its fur. The latter narrowed his eyes comfortably.

"Why are you lying to me? Look, they don't even have dermatitis... even gender. Isn't that magic enough?"

"How do you reproduce without sex?" she asked curiously.

In her cognition, as long as there are animals, there are male and female.

"When a poro grows to a certain extent, it will split into many small poro, and continue to reincarnate like this. As for how to judge age, the bigger the body, the older it is. To be more accurate, you can look at their horns. The older the poro The longer the horns, the more pronounced the beard."

Zell doesn't know much about Poro, so he can only give Roy some science he knows.He felt that there were still many secrets hidden in the poro, waiting for them to discover.

"Oh, by the way, the most important thing you have to keep in mind. Poros are creatures born of love, so there is a mark of love on their belly. Their history cannot be traced, the only thing that is clear is that they regard love as The motivation to survive. Poro who left the group, if they lack love, they will die alone.” Zell told Roy: “Since you have taken over the responsibility of taking care of them, you must treat them well. In the future, their Diet is up to you."

Obviously the last sentence is the key point, but Roy did not refute Zell.

She believed that this seemingly deceitful statement was not groundless, and she was willing to believe it, and she was willing to take care of the Poroes to be healthy.

Because the first time she saw them, she decided that she could no longer entrust their fate to the unreliable and wayward store manager.

Thousands of dollars are not exchanged.

"Don't you like them?" Roy suddenly held the Poro in front of Zell, with all four feet facing him.

Zell replied without thinking: "I like it."

"Then why don't you give them a bath, how can you receive guests if they are so dirty!"

Asked loudly by the clerk, the shop manager quickly argued: "It's not that I don't want to wash it, but that I don't have the conditions."

"Think about it, Poro lives in the icy Freljord. The water there is either frozen or almost frozen, so Poro must not be used to washing. Hamsters that cannot be washed also have special bath sand, So I'm wondering if the poro needs to be cleaned up?"

"Could it be that you want to wait until winter to wash them? But it hardly snows in Piltover." Roy glared at him, "No, I can't wait that long, I'll wipe them clean with a wet tissue now, and then Pull it out in the sun to dry it."

"also."

Zell watched her pick up the poro in a ball and take it to the bathroom. He actually wanted to wait to clean the poro until he unlocked the new card.

There are ice spells in one fee card, and it is absolutely no problem to make some snowflakes.

But the problem is that he still doesn't know how to upgrade, and he can't use level [-] cards at level zero.

An hour later, Roy did as she said, wiped the poro clean and took them to the door to bask in the sun.

This caused many people who had never seen the Poro to crowd the door, which was a disguised form of publicity for the cafe.

Zell thought about taking this opportunity to go out and go through the procedure.

Doesn’t opening a store require a ribbon-cutting, so he goes out and fires a few salutes, then cuts the ribbon with scissors, and shouts “Good luck with the opening”, this process should attract many people to join him.

But seeing that Roy, in order to protect Poro from being harassed by passers-by, insisted on basking in the sun until sweaty with them, he silently dismissed the idea.

It's very rare for a rich young lady to do this for the Poroes. He'd better not do such utilitarian things, lest they hurt their hearts.

(End of this chapter)