The End of the World: Chaos

Professor HR sat behind his desk, his forehead furrowed, his fingers tapping lightly on the polished wooden table, his thoughts in a tizzy. At this moment, he finally spoke: "Speak of the devil, and he will appear!"

Before he could finish his words, the door of the study was pushed open, and Storm and Wolverine rushed in like a whirlwind, dragging behind them several students who were still in a coma. The situation was chaotic and the atmosphere was heavy.

"Professor, how is it?" Storm asked anxiously, her face full of concern.

"Deal with these students' affairs quickly! Jean's power has already manifested itself wantonly, and this matter is far more complicated than you imagined!" Professor HR fixed his eyes on Wolverine, his tone solemn.

Wolverine frowned slightly, feeling uneasy: "Jean is in trouble again? I knew this girl's moods were unstable. What happened to her?"

Professor HR sighed and his attitude gradually softened. "Her emotions fluctuated violently and she lost control of herself, which led to this chaos. But it has been properly handled now." His tone was a little relaxed, but there was a trace of worry in his eyes. "However, everyone must remember to keep it confidential, especially those students. If the matter is spread outside, it will be troublesome."

"Professor, they have all experienced a great panic. Are they really okay? I see that they are in very bad condition. They may need to be sent to the hospital for observation." Storm said nervously. She knew that the professor always acted cautiously, but she couldn't bear to see the students in trouble, so she was full of doubts.

"It's okay. If we handle it hastily, it will make them frightened. Let them wait here for a while, and I will comfort them after they wake up." Professor HR's eyes were firm, as if emphasizing the necessity of this decision.

Although Wolverine was uneasy, he understood the professor's good intentions. He walked to a student and gently patted his cheek, trying to wake him up: "Boy, wake up quickly, don't pretend to be dead here, we are all disciples of the brave, don't live up to this identity!"

The student moved slightly, but ultimately failed to wake up. He only murmured softly and disappeared into the darkness of his dream. Wolverine was worried, and turned to look at Storm, feeling even more anxious, not knowing what to do.

"Wolverine, you should trust the professor's judgment." Storm saw that he was unhappy and tried to persuade him gently, "We all know Jean's situation. She needs a quiet space. The same goes for these students. Moving them will only increase their fear."

Wolverine pondered for a moment, and although he was hesitant, he knew that he had no choice but to obey Professor HR's decision. He looked up at the professor, trying to find some comfort from his expression: "Professor, this kind of incidents happen frequently, and Jean seems to have difficulty controlling herself. Should we take more active measures?"

"I will think about it, Wolf. But right now, the most important thing is to protect Qin and these children." Professor HR's expression suddenly became solemn, and he was secretly worried about Qin's future.

At the right moment, a heavy sigh sounded, and Qin slowly walked out of the room, her face hiding fatigue and confusion. Her hair was messy, and her white shirt was in a mess. It was obvious that everything that had just happened was also a heavy blow to her.

"Jean!" Storm stepped forward and said softly, "Are you okay?"

Qin shook her head slowly, her expression revealing deep sorrow and bewilderment, "I... I can't control myself. What is happening now?"

Wolverine stepped forward and gave her a firm look, "Don't worry, you are fine. The students in the classroom are all resting and will be fine."

Qin sensed the concern in his eyes, and her heart seemed to be at peace, but fear quietly grew, "I'm afraid I will lose control again and hurt others."

"We will help you. You don't have to fight alone." Professor HR said in a gentle and comforting tone, "You and I are both here. We just need to deal with it together."

Qin sighed deeply, her heart still in turmoil. She turned her eyes to the student who was still unconscious, feeling a surge of guilt. "I really shouldn't have done this. I never thought it would turn out like this."

"Jin, you are all students of the brave. Those who have been tested should be able to bear it." Storm encouraged, "Don't be too hard on yourself. This is not your fault."

"But I did hurt everyone." Qin lowered her head, tears in her eyes, and she could not calm down the self-blame in her heart.

"Don't think about this burden anymore. It's more important to protect yourself first." Wolverine patted his shoulder with a firm look, as if conveying the value of comfort.

"Yes, Qin, we will help you control your strength and gradually learn on your own. Now you need time to recover." Professor HR said firmly, "I will arrange a special training course for you so that you can become more familiar with your own abilities."

"I... am willing to try." Qin finally raised her head, with a determined light in her eyes, "I don't want to hurt anyone else."

"Okay, let's face it together from now on. Don't bear it alone." Storm smiled and comforted her.

At this moment, accompanied by a slight sound, the study door was pushed open again, and several students slowly woke up, with fear and confusion on their faces.

"Are you all safe?" Wolverine turned and walked towards them quickly, his face full of concern. He grabbed a student's shoulder and whispered, "Don't be afraid. We are all here. We will protect you together."

"I... I seem to have had a nightmare." A student rubbed his temple, his voice trembling slightly, "It's so scary, what happened?"

"You are all here, safe and sound." Storm stepped forward, trying to keep her voice soft, "Relax, and do not be afraid."