Chapter 79 - 77. Homeworks
In the end, all the fifteen guides signed their new contract, and Zein immediately informed SavAsh to get their uniforms ready. The siblings had to recalculate the fifteen guides’ schedule to accomodate Zein’s training regime, but all in all, everything went smoother than Zein thought.
He visited Mortix again, still with that shady driver. The shard didn’t show him anymore memories, nor replaying the last one. But he could communicate with it still, to some extent. It helped with the researchers’ effort in dechipering the shard ’language’ as Zein called it, interpreting mana waves with certain means.
Aside from that, they had been having fun watching the shard dissolving the miasma coming out of the corrupted mana stones that Han Joon gave to the Chairman. Zein, on his part, just watched the researchers having fun devising formulas to explain the way the shard attacked the miasma.
He was also having fun seeing the chicks back home gasping for breath as they followed Zein’s physical training regime. While Zein also consulted the program he devised with a professional civilian trainer, the guides who almost never exercised still found it hard.
And these were already the ones with comparably higher physical condition than the rest.
They wailed and begged, but Zein just picked up the ones who fell and dragged them to their feet. It was just running for several laps through the training hall, and these chicks already looked as if they were running through a marathon.
"Run!" Zein clapped from the side--he’d been running alongside them with greater speed and more laps. "It’s not me who chases after you, it’s the beasts! Run! You have to be able to run away from them!"
He said that seriously, but he also held back his laughter at their pathetic display. Guides truly weren’t a species designed for athletic conduct, but humans also a kind that always strove to adapt. So these weaklings would need to quickly get used to this hard lashing upon their muscles.
Zein didn’t ask them for much. He always gave them the reason why they have to run, why they have to strengthen their core, why they have to train their reflex. Just like his shout, everything had to do with the condition inside the dungeon. To run from the beast, to dodge the beast’s attack, to hold their shield and weapon steadily...
Everything had meaning and a clear objective, so no one could protest and questioned why they needed to do this or why they needed to do that. Besides...how could they make a protest when the boss himself did a way more rigorous routine than them?
"You...have been doing this...for how long again?" Abel asked with bated breath after finishing his required lap, holding into Zein’s shoulder.