Bab 1847: After the Apocalypse

"How is that possible?" Meng Chao instinctively retorted.

"How could Master Lei be a pessimist?"

"If Lei Zongchao wasn't a pessimist, why did he refuse to take on greater responsibility and chose to hide in the Supernatural Tower for decades instead?"

Lu Siya said, "If you think about it, he must have used his extraordinary deduction skills that surpassed everyone in his generation to repeatedly predict Dragon City's future. However, there was destruction in all the futures, and any struggle would be in vain. All the efforts to resolve the crisis would just become a catalyst to accelerate the crisis, or become the crisis itself. That's why he hid in despair, right?"

"No, that's impossible! Master Lei isn't such a pessimist!

Meng Chao's eyes burned with fire.