For two relentless weeks, Asher trained his men with minimal breaks. After lifting ice boulders, they began hauling massive piles of tree trunks—some of them carrying the same amount of load a truck from modern Earth could! One of such some was Levi.
It had been a month since Levi joined the Hundred and now, although his muscle mass hadn't visibly increased, his strength and endurance had grown by several folds. With a single thrust, he could topple a tree large enough to be wrapped around by three men. A stomp could lift him over 12 meters into the air and his stamina had reached a monstrous level.
They marched from dawn till nightfall and toiling from dawn to nightfall endlessly. There were times when Levi thought he might just collapse and die from exhaustion, but he didn't—not with Asher watching, ever-present and unyielding.
