Late morning on Undying Craftroach Guild Island.
The Numbers were in formation, the same as last time: Number One in front, while the others were in a formation with 6 in front and 5 at the back.
Dexter was smirking. Wearing a track suit and sneakers, he produced a rolled dry leaf and lit it.
Puffing out smoke, he said,
"Aren't you all greeting your Master? Where's your respect?"
"Good Morning, Sir!" the Numbers shouted as one.
"What's good about the morning? After seeing you all, it makes me want to puke!" he retorted.
Cracking his neck, Dexter then smiled at them.
"Start running... we'll do calisthenics later."
Dexter, along with Number Seven, led the Numbers running around the Guild Island. With a circumference of approximately one kilometer, they had to complete a hundred laps.
As usual, all the female members were having a hard time running, especially Number One with her thin physique. Even Stella's exertion didn't give her any advantage over the others.
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