After getting up and washing, Marcus quickly tidied himself up, grabbed an extra set of clothes, and rushed out the door heading straight for the slaughterhouse.
He had already asked the meat vendors at the local market about slaughterhouses in the area. There was one on the outskirts of town, and from what he'd heard, the management wasn't very strict and they mainly dealt with 'pigs.'
Although the mainstream meat-producing animals in this world were also pig-like in form, the pig breeds seemed very different from those on Earth. They were somewhat similar to wild boars, with small ears and pointed heads, looking quite aggressive. They would be perfect for practice.
As for whether the slaughterhouse would allow it... he figured it wouldn't be a problem. Worst case scenario, he could ju
