Mu Yang strolled along the route given by Elder Allpa and first arrived at the goods transport area.
The Flower-Feather Clan was located at a relatively high altitude and generally used hot air balloons to transport supplies.
However, there were special cases, like what Mu Yang was seeing now.
Some goods were simply too heavy. Using hot air balloons would require multiple trips, which wasted resources.
At times like these, the people of the Flower-Feather Clan would request assistance from their companions in the Collective of Plenty.
The Collective of Plenty was famous for their great strength.
Escorting heavy loads up the mountain had also become part of their training, and they could earn some extra money in the process.
When Mu Yang got closer, he realized these people were even taller and bigger than he had imagined.
Moreover, every single one of them was well-trained, with almost no excess fat on their bodies.
Mu Yang had seen people from the Collective of Plenty before — Kachina's two teammates were examples.
Thinking about it now, it was no wonder those two young men couldn't find a team.
Their "skinny monkey" builds really stood out in the Collective of Plenty.
That being said, Iansan, who was directing this group of big men, was even smaller than those two youths.
Yet no one around dared to complain about her commands.
Although Iansan was small in stature, her Ancient Name was [Vuka].
She had already received the memories and recognition of past inheritors.
Her strength was definitely not to be underestimated.
"Coach, all the goods have been unloaded. What should we do next?"
A tall woman asked Iansan.
"You've worked hard. Rest for a while first, then we'll start working again."
Iansan seemed quite reasonable.
She did not continue squeezing her trainees.
She gave some instructions — she had heard some noise from the plank road on the way up earlier.
If they had time in the afternoon, they should go take a look.
It would be best to reinforce the entire path.
"Got it. Then I'll move this box over first."
A male trainee still wanted to seize the last chance to carry one more crate.
"I'll help you. These things aren't light."
His companion reminded him. They had already done quite a lot of work earlier.
Besides, when Iansan said to rest, it usually meant she could tell everyone had reached their limit.
There was no need to push themselves at a time like this.
"Stop — no need. My muscles aren't just for show. Look at these super defined lines. I can lift these goods with one hand."
The man refused to accept the help and even took the chance to flex his biceps.
"I hope I don't see you tomorrow lying in the cart crying in pain all over."
"Watch this. This time I'll definitely shock you. Heave—"
'Crack—'
A crisp sound came from the show-off man's waist…
He had sprained it.
Iansan sighed and shook her head. "Newcomers always need to suffer a bit before they can grow. Help him to rest and apply some medicine for him."
She added, "Don't move around too much these next few days to avoid worsening the injury. Don't push yourself next time. Come back after you've recovered."
The man lowered his head. "How embarrassing… I still haven't trained enough…"
Mu Yang, standing nearby, did not agree with that statement.
"Blindly pushing yourself will only overburden your body. Proper rest is what truly promotes better recovery."
If it were any other time, the man would have tried to prove himself.
But after just embarrassing himself so badly, he decided not to lose more face here.
Iansan looked Mu Yang up and down.
Seeing that she remained silent, Mu Yang teased,
"What? Do you think I don't have any signs of training on me, so you don't agree with what I just said?"
Iansan shook her head.
"What you said earlier was correct. That is exactly the principle we have always upheld."
"I was just thinking — have I heard your name somewhere before?"
Mu Yang extended his hand. "My name is Mu Yang."
"Mu Yang… I remember now. You're Kachina's new coach."
It turned out that the two young men from the Collective of Plenty had gone back and kept bragging about how strong Kachina was and how fresh Mu Yang's tactical thinking was.
It was hard for Iansan not to know about it.
"Unfortunately, I was competing in another zone at the time and couldn't watch Kachina's match. I heard that child has improved a lot. It seems you played a big part, Mu Yang."
"I just couldn't stand by and gave her some casual guidance."
"That child looks worrying on the surface, but since you've taught her, you should understand, right? She's not someone who gives up easily…"
The two of them started chatting through their connection with Kachina.
According to Iansan, she had also felt somewhat worried about this crybaby little sister at first, just like Mu Yang.
So she had only arranged simple exercises in the beginning.
Unexpectedly, during the process, she was the one moved by Kachina's tenacity.
"Afterward, I arranged high-intensity training for her, even more demanding than what those people just did."
Mu Yang hadn't expected that Kachina's small body had endured such "torture."
The big guys from earlier were already training quite well.
If it were on Earth in the past, winning awards would have been no problem.
Yet Kachina's training volume was even greater than theirs?!
As they chatted, Mu Yang realized one thing.
Although Iansan was tiny, she had a mature, onee-san voice.
And Mu Yang didn't find it jarring at all.
This was probably what it meant to be the successor of the Ancient Name [Vuka].
If you asked her to speak in a cute voice, she would definitely punch you twice…
The more they talked, the happier they became, because they shared many mutual friends.
Of course — Mu Yang had specifically come to build relationships with gacha characters.
Kinich would provide Iansan with juice.
"Kinich's commissions are worth every Mora, as long as you can tolerate Ajaw's constant chattering."
"As for Xilonen, most of the equipment in our club is custom-made by her. As a craftsman, she really is top-tier in Natlan."
"And Mualani, that talkative little girl…"
While Iansan spoke, her hands never stopped moving as she continued transporting goods.
Mu Yang helped out while chatting along.
By the time all the work was finished, the two had already become good friends who planned to go drinking together.
Mu Yang had to admit that Iansan's eloquence was truly excellent.
No wonder she could be a coach. (Swimming and fitness, anyone?)
Iansan was also quite impressed by Mu Yang's stamina.
He looked slim and small, yet he possessed powerful explosive strength just like her.
That day, the two talked until late into the night.
Iansan invited Mu Yang to visit the Collective of Plenty.
Mu Yang was about to agree,
but then Iansan added:
Their club had many muscular macho men…
That instantly scared Mu Yang off.
What was Iansan planning to do?
Push him into a pile of macho men?
The image was too beautiful to imagine.
Plus, someone in the Collective of Plenty had already been hyping him up excessively.
Too awkward. Better not go.
What Mu Yang didn't tell Iansan was that he actually preferred big portions of meat.
Vegetable juice? Fitness meal plans? No thanks.
Anyway, he had already learned most of what he needed to know about the Collective of Plenty from Iansan's words.
It was time to head to Fontaine and prepare for the final large-scale event.