The Heiress They Lost Came Back Overpowered

The members of the four squads quickly spaced themselves out and got into a ready position.

The assistant instructors at the side immediately stepped forward, placing weighted barbell plates on their backs.

They also placed a sheet of white paper in front of each person. It was folded three times, now looking about the size of an A4 sheet.

"When the paper in front of you is completely soaked with your sweat, you can get up and rest. Begin."

At Yvonne Lowell’s command, everyone grimaced and started doing push-ups.

This was strength reinforcement training using weighted push-ups. Adding extra resistance to standard push-ups effectively improved the strength and endurance of their upper body, chest, and core muscles.

Initially, Yvonne Lowell had wanted to put bricks on their backs, but since it was only the beginning, she just had them do regular push-ups.

The angle of their backs wouldn’t be perfectly flat, and the force wouldn’t be evenly distributed.

Besides, if she went too hard on them right from the start, her future training plans might not go smoothly.

So, no rush. They could do that in a few days. After all, there had to be a gradual progression.

The squad members: ’Is she for real?! This isn’t hard?! This is even more terrifying than our Hell Week!!’

In late November in Kingsland, most people were already wearing heavy coats.

The people below, however, were still in standard-thickness long training uniforms.

And from Yvonne Lowell’s vantage point, she could clearly see the dark, mottled patches on their clothes and the sweat dripping from their faces.

Yvonne Lowell’s eyes narrowed. She glanced at the sky. ’Looks like this won’t take long at all.’

The first one to get up was Theodore Zane. He directly picked up the paper soaked with his sweat and gestured for a nearby assistant instructor to look.

"Instructor, you’re closer, take a look, is it soaked through? If you don’t believe me, try to pick it up. It’ll tear the moment you touch it."

The assistant instructor shot it a disdainful glance, but unable to withstand Theodore’s persistent, eager gaze, he reluctantly nodded.

Just as Yvonne Lowell was wondering if the kid had secretly used his superpower to raise his body temperature, he spoke to her first.

"Reporting, Instructor, I’m done! I’m a naturally sweaty person, but I also did 537 push-ups, you know."

A hint of amusement flashed in Yvonne Lowell’s eyes. "Do you know what kind of constitution most people who sweat a lot have?"

He actually didn’t know and was a little curious. "What kind of constitution?"

Yvonne Lowell’s red lips parted, and she uttered two words, "Kidney deficiency."

Her voice wasn’t loud, but everyone present heard it loud and clear.

Someone couldn’t hold back a "PFFT" and collapsed to the ground from exhaustion.

He didn’t dare look up at Yvonne Lowell, only praying she hadn’t noticed him as he scrambled back up to continue.

Theodore Zane looked as disgusted as if he’d swallowed a fly, staring at her resentfully. "Instructor, I pass my physical every year. My body’s in top shape."

Yvonne Lowell raised an eyebrow. "Who told you a physical can detect kidney deficiency? Maybe you don’t just wet the bed from playing with fire."

Nina Jennings, who was enjoying the show from the side, chimed in, "I know traditional Chinese medicine. A practitioner can tell if you have true kidney deficiency through observation, listening, inquiry, and palpation. How about I take a look for you after we’re dismissed?"

"Reporting, Instructor Chirpy-Top, you’re a very busy person, so I won’t trouble you."

Theodore Zane shut his mouth, feeling aggrieved. He couldn’t out-talk them, and he certainly couldn’t out-fight them. Getting some proper rest was the only sensible path.

Nina Jennings’s face twisted for a second. "Who are you calling Chirpy-Top? All of you, listen up! My surname is Ford! If you don’t want to call me Instructor, you can just call me ’Beauty’."

"Yes, ma’am!"

Everyone had to think about the saddest moments of their lives to keep from bursting out laughing.

’That idiot. He actually said the nickname we came up with out loud. Who else would she yell at?’

Once everyone had finished their push-ups, a new round of frog jumps began.

...

When the bell finally rang and Yvonne Lowell called for dismissal, the group endured the intense soreness in their bodies and hurried toward the cafeteria.

Was that an ordinary bell? No, that was the sound of their lives rebooting!

The food here was well-balanced with meat and vegetables, nutritious, and came in generous portions—even better than the food at their own unit’s cafeteria. But that couldn’t change the fact that they were truly starving.

The Iron-Eater waited five thousand years for Cyrus, and they had waited nearly five hours for lunch.

Rounding up, they were both equally pitiful.

Yvonne Lowell walked slowly behind them with her hands in her pockets, flanked by Nina Jennings and Zachary Jacobs.

Zachary Jacobs watched them, stroking his fake beard as he lamented, "They’re all still just kids."

Nina Jennings couldn’t help but twitch her lips. "Have you forgotten how old you are? Most of them are a good half-decade older than you."

"Is that the same thing? I’m talking psychologically. At least my life experience is much richer than theirs," Zachary Jacobs said, affecting an old-timer’s tone.

Nina Jennings ignored him and nudged Yvonne Lowell with her elbow. "Were you serious about that new schedule you sent out today? Isn’t it a bit too harsh?"

She had only been responsible for accepting this job. As for the camp’s facility preparations, Yvonne Lowell had arranged everything directly with Finn Knight.

Before they arrived yesterday, Yvonne Lowell had already sent a training schedule to their small group chat. But then this morning, she sent out a new one, a "Training Schedule 2.0."

How to put it... compared to the 1.0 version, the intensity and difficulty had increased several-fold.

Yvonne Lowell glanced at her. "Don’t forget, this group isn’t on the same level as those useless grunts you used to train."

Yvonne Lowell didn’t explain further. She had observed them today, and their physical conditioning was quite good.

The 1.0 schedule was only a slight increase in difficulty compared to their regular training, whereas the new 2.0 plan would be much more effective at unlocking their potential.

Nina Jennings fell silent.

The training jobs they’d taken elsewhere before were always for green recruits. If anyone was insubordinate, they’d just beat them into submission. Their job was just to train them to a basic level and be done with it.

There were more people, always in the four-digits to start.

But they also charged a fortune for it. And their main principle was to take the money but not do a completely thorough job.

Anyway, they did this kind of unscrupulous work often, and their consciences didn’t hurt one bit.

Although they were abroad year-round, they ultimately didn’t share the same blood as those foreigners. They still had a sense of belonging to their home country.

What’s more, Yvonne Lowell had another identity within Aurelia, so it was completely impossible for them to teach those foreigners without holding anything back.

This time, taking the job from Aurelia, they gave a fifty percent discount at Yvonne Lowell’s direction, but specifically requested only the elite of the elite.

The goal was to help this group reach the next level. As for the others, they could come looking for them once they reached the standard of these 40.

...

By the time they reached the cafeteria, the serving line was already empty.

Everyone was at their seats, devouring their food like a storm sweeping through clouds. They had been training since 3:30 a.m., and the breakfast they’d had was long since digested. They felt hungry enough to eat an instructor.

The three of them got their food and sat in a corner. As they were about to finish, Theodore Zane, who had already cleared his tray, came over, a conflicted look on his face.

"Chir... uh, um... Instructor Ford, do you really know traditional Chinese medicine?"