The End of the World: Chaos

"Professor, are you really determined not to use your mental power?" Cyclops frowned, a trace of worry still in his heart.

"Indeed, I think we need to find another way at this time." Professor HR nodded slowly, a hint of determination flashing in his expression. "Although the power of the mind is extremely powerful, it is also a kind of hindrance."

"Then, what about those many students in the classroom...what should we do with them?" Cyclops pointed around, his voice revealing a bit of anxiety.

"You can find someone to take them back to their rooms one by one." Professor HR said softly, gazing delicately at the peaceful students, and continued: "I didn't use any other magic on them, but just made them drowsy for a short time. After clearing their memories, they will return to normal. As long as you don't mention this, there will be no abnormality."

Cyclops sighed, still feeling a bit uneasy. "I know your ability, but I still feel that this method is a bit crude."

"Sometimes, letting go is the best strategy." Professor HR's voice was gentle but powerful. She looked at Cyclops with a comforting gaze and said slowly: "May you keep faith in your heart. These students will be grateful to us when they wake up."

"Okay, I will take care of Jean." Cyclops' heart moved, and he finally relaxed. "Professor, please be careful as before. If you feel unwell, you must let me know!"

"I will take care of it. Go quickly and take good care of the piano." Professor HR smiled slightly, with encouragement in his eyes.

Cyclops nodded and turned to walk towards Jean, his heart full of responsibilities and confusion about the future. He whispered softly, "Jin, don't worry, I'm here."

Jean was still sleeping soundly, her brows slightly furrowed, as if she was experiencing something in a dream. Cyclops half-knelt down, gently stroked her forehead, and felt the warmth of her skin. "Don't worry, everything will be fine."

At this time, Professor HR was patrolling the classroom, with mixed emotions in his heart. He was hesitant about his own choice, but also felt a great sense of responsibility towards the students. Although he had not yet exerted his spiritual power, he still felt a sense of powerlessness invisibly, as if the seemingly simple choice was behind the

"Yang Yi, what do you know?" Professor HR thought to herself, the conversation just now lingering in her mind. Yang Yi's appearance seemed to have changed everything, and he showed a kind of power in the classroom. She clenched the pen in her hand, thinking to herself that she must get to know this mysterious student more deeply.

Cyclops saw the professor in deep thought and asked, "Professor, what are you thinking about?"

"I am planning the next step. I need to devise a strategy to help everyone awaken safely." Professor HR said firmly, showing her determination. "Unlike the method we used before, we can no longer rely on spiritual power this time."

"You mean by other methods? Like waking up naturally?" Cyclops asked inquiringly.

"That's right." Professor HR agreed. "We should seek effective strategies to help them recover without any external intervention. This is safer and more in line with our principles."

"But professor, this process may take time. Time waits for no one. How can we know when he will awaken?" Cyclops said worriedly.

"I know this, but maybe we can use some equipment, maybe music, fragrance, or some kind of sound waves." Professor HR's eyes flashed with determination, as if he had found his own solution. "The important thing is that we need to pay attention to their condition at all times to ensure that they are in a comfortable state when they are revived."

"Understood, I will do my best." Cyclops immediately set out and began to search for usable materials in the classroom, but he still felt uneasy. "Professor, if we encounter unexpected situations during this process, how should we deal with it?"

"I will handle it properly." Professor HR said confidently, his voice like a bell. "I am confident in my own abilities."

"But...what if there's an emergency?" Cyclops' eyes widened, his uneasiness revealed once again.

"We need to have faith. Only those who can break through at this moment have this faith." Professor HR comforted him, "As long as we stay calm, no matter how many difficulties and dangers there are, they will not be able to stop us."

Then, her eyes were deep, revealing a hint of determination. "With you by my side, the most important thing is to protect yourself."

"We can use music to wake everyone up." Professor HR began to offer advice to Cyclops, his speech gradually becoming more passionate. "I remember that some low-frequency sound waves can cause subconscious reactions in people, and perhaps help them wake up."

"Okay, I will definitely look for it." Cyclops nodded seriously, feeling more confident. "I will prepare as soon as possible to ensure that everyone can be revived safely."

At this moment, the door of the classroom was broken by a slight noise outside. The anxious footsteps were like a rapid bell, breaking the silence here. Cyclops and Professor HR immediately became alert.

"It seems that other students are coming." Cyclops said intently.