Fifty percent. This was going to be difficult. Hawkins continued staring silently at the cards in his hand, considering how to answer Enel's question.
Clearly, his answer determined whether he would live or die.
I've got it!
An idea suddenly came to Hawkins.
"Well? Have you finished calculating?" Seeing Hawkins remain silent, Enel urged him impatiently.
"Almost!" Hawkins said. The cards began floating before him again as he started another divination.
Hawkins drew a card from among them, and a faint smile appeared on his face.
After two consecutive readings, Hawkins finally spoke.
"No."
Enel and Kid both looked as though they had seen a ghost. This young man seemed to have accurately predicted their thoughts.
"You pass," Enel said insincerely.
Hawkins said nothing, merely returning a faint smile with an expression that said everything was under control. In truth, his back was already soaked with sweat.
If he hadn't suddenly had that flash of insight, he might have died here today.
What he had just divined was the survival rate of answering yes or no. The result was zero percent for yes and one hundred percent for no.
So he had survived.
"What kind of expression is that?" Enel looked thoroughly displeased.
Kid was equally annoyed by Hawkins's everything-is-under-control expression, because he often saw that look on Captain Ryan's face. Ryan was their captain, so Kid couldn't beat him and could only swallow his frustration. But this young man was acting the same way!
"Just because you can see today's sun doesn't mean you'll see the sun the day after tomorrow!" Kid said viciously.
"What do you mean?" Hawkins froze, his heart skipping a beat. It felt as though he was about to hear something unpleasant.
"Exactly what it means!"
"Fuck!" Even Hawkins, who had rarely lost his temper