The moment Luo Ye proposed his teamwork plan, their entire training regimen changed.
The tedious weighted exercises were gone.
In their place came team drills filled with sweat and roars.
The four of them stood side by side.
They shouted in rhythm.
Together, they pushed the boulder weighing several tons across the yard.
Their steps went from chaotic to coordinated.
Their strength went from scattered to focused.
Eventually, even their breathing fell into sync.
The process was tedious.
The pain of tearing muscles became a daily occurrence.
Several times, Leorio wanted to curse and quit.
But whenever he saw Gon beside him, drenched in sweat without so much as a word about being tired, he faltered.
All he could do was grit his teeth and swallow his complaints.
Kurapika treated it as a form of discipline.
He kept adjusting his breathing and the way he applied his strength.
He wanted to find the most efficient role within the team.
Luo Ye was still the odd one out.
The one who fit in least.
His combat adaptation and evolution ability proved astonishingly effective in strength training.
His physical capabilities improved at a staggering pace.
While the others were still wearing fifty-kilogram weighted suits, he had moved on.
Zebro had already given him a hundred-kilogram suit.
Even then, Luo Ye looked more at ease than the others.
Most of the time, he pushed the boulder while feeding his teammates dubious advice.
"Leorio, your midsection isn't up to scratch. Your core's too weak. Do more planks at night."
"Kurapika, you're being too precise with your strength. Pushing a gate isn't surgery. What you need is explosive power, got it? The kind that charges ahead without hesitation!"
"Gon, you... well, just keep doing what you're doing. You're our team's spiritual mascot."
Time flew amid