Zebro's guardroom was more spacious than they had imagined.
Besides the daily necessities, it was piled with metal blocks and training equipment that looked heavy at a glance.
"Sit wherever you like."
Zebro poured tea for the four of them, then rummaged through a dust-covered box and pulled out a few things.
They were four seemingly ordinary vests.
They were made from some unknown dark material.
"Put these on."
He tossed the vests to the four of them.
Leorio caught his and casually hefted it. His expression immediately changed.
"What the hell is this? Why is it so heavy?"
It felt less like a piece of clothing in his hands and more like an iron ingot.
"Specially made weighted clothing."
Zebro explained at a leisurely pace.
"Each one weighs fifty kilograms. Our servants wear them during their daily training."
"Fifty kilograms!"
Leorio yelped.
"Are you kidding? How are we supposed to walk in these?"
Kurapika tried putting on the vest. His body abruptly sank under its weight, and he nearly lost his balance.
It felt as though two sacks of rice were pressing down on his shoulders. Every step took tremendous effort.
Gon put on his weighted vest without a word.
The fifty-kilogram load slowed his movements, but he soon gritted his teeth and began adjusting to it.
Well, well. Starter gear.
Luo Ye slipped on his vest and felt only a slight downward pull.
The combat adaptation and evolution ability within him quietly kicked in as it sensed the sudden pressure.
His muscles and bones adjusted themselves at an astonishing rate.
In less than a minute.
Most of that crushing weight had already eased.
Not bad. Easier than I expected.
Luo Ye moved around a little. It felt about the same as wearing a slightly thicker padded jacket.
*I'll