Chapitre 1187: Honour In Death.

The magic teacher shook his head. He said hysterically, "I can't accept death yet. I am still young. You two are old so you can die. I still have a lot to live for."

The martial teacher scoffed. "It doesn't matter that we are old. You're going to die the same as us. There are no two ways about it. All he did was eat and eat. His chances of survival were already low at 1 in 256 but he reduced it further to 1 in 1,000. We are all doomed."

The history teacher nodded in agreement and said, "I think he knew that. That's why he didn't bother to train at all. He only had 3 months of preparation while some lucky ones had 11 months. What could he achieve in that time?"

"So he just decided to give up?" The magic teacher asked incredulously. "Our lives are on the line here."

The history teacher replied angrily, "Yes. He decided to give up and enjoy himself with the little time he had rather than suffer for nothing. I might have done the same thing."