Chapter 292: The Last Lesson

"Looks like my time is almost up."

What must come will come; when the "Body of Heroic Souls" in the hall has already become unstable, this shortest cycle of inheritance is likely nearing its end.

The masked Heroic Soul, Lex, still sat on the platform, looking at the candidates lying scattered on the ground, feeling somewhat sighful, somewhat aggrieved. To this day, his "daughters" still harbored deep resentment toward him, even feeling closer to his reincarnation than to his original self.

"Truly, it's too terrible." The seemingly young Hero Lord experienced his own midlife crisis and was deeply troubled by it.

The legendary Hero sighed, seeming somewhat disappointed.

And his "prospective disciples" exchanged glances, their faces showing shame. They had worked hard enough; each was a prodigy of heaven, but the problem was that this guy was cheating, and he wasn't even pretending to act.

"We will work hard in the future. We will definitely not betray your glorious name."

Such humiliation was something many heavenly prodigies had never experienced before.

One of the disciples gritted his teeth and made a promise, even silently swearing that such a scene would never happen again.

"Oh." Lex replied casually, seeming completely indifferent.

This coldness and indifference made those who cared even angrier: at themselves, at their own weakness.

They were all strong ones, ruthless people possessing the heart of a Hero; instead, they became even more aware of this gap, more aware of the reality that they seemed powerless to inherit this strength.

If this student of mine is unqualified, isn't the teacher's disappointment only natural?

The disciples lowered their heads, feeling even more aggrieved; the teacher's tone and expression suggested he probably didn't care about them at all anymore.

That attitude of "If time weren't short, I wouldn't have picked you either" made them, who were used to praise and commendation, feel truly aggrieved and deeply hurt.

Lies do not hurt people; the truth stabs, and that truly hurts.

The disciples, each a ruthless person and a heavenly prodigy, became even more certain of their own "unqualification."

That thing, that guy on the platform with a face full of indifference, was simply too outrageous.

Perhaps in his eyes, at this age, anyone still muddling along in the fifth or sixth ranks was basically trash. Compared to this monster, compared to this continental Hero who transcended eras, probably everyone was trash.

"I... I still need to keep working hard."

"If I am to be the successor of the Hero, perhaps I am not enough."

"Idiot father!"

That seemingly disdainful "Young Hero" seemed very dissatisfied with the disciples' talents, but only Hela vaguely noticed that this idiot was probably zoning out; he wasn't even paying attention to his own glorious name, so how could he care about his inheritance?

If he truly clung to the honor and power of his life, he would not have given his inheritance out as a "reward."

The inheritance of a hero, if one truly cared about one's own glorious name and life legacy, would be handed to the most suitable person, not thrown out as a prize for the sake of benefits after one's death.

"This idiot..."

Hela sighed; the wise Hela saw it clearly: this idiot actually cared deeply about emotions and truly wasn't a bad person. To be precise, his excessive focus on emotions was actually his weakness and the root of his disastrous life.

Impulsive emotions blinded his eyes; focusing too much on others caused him to neglect his own position and propriety.

In Li En's words, he was a natural PUA saint, and being exploited until nothing remained was almost inevitable.

The difference might simply be which bad woman tricked him.

"... Forget it. Getting angry at him isn't worth it."

Hela no longer held much resentment toward the guy on the platform; although he was purely a blockhead and an idiot, he did love his family with his understanding and all his heart and strength. He probably helped Li En several times, risking everything, because his two daughters were still alive, not because Li En was his reincarnation.

A reincarnation is a new person after death; at least Lex and Li En both thought so.

How the two girls felt was hard to say.

In this final lesson, Lex did not spend all his time on "teaching"; even though his teaching efficiency was high, a single night was limited.

Just as he had done with Sul back then, he showed the prospective disciples some "short films."