There are no calluses on this hand, and the knuckles are white and slender, like the hands of a pianist.

But Zhan Qionghua felt as if she was being grabbed by an alloy robotic arm, and she couldn't break free at all, and she didn't have the slightest idea of resisting.

She lowered her head and sobbed silently.

"Fear is normal."

Zhou Zhe smiled slightly: "If everyone here can act as if nothing has happened, then I have to worry about whether you have any mental illness." ”

"But ......"

"It has to be clear that learning is not meaningless."

Speaking of this, Zhou Zhe snapped his fingers.

Syllable!

New images begin to be shown on the projector.

The hundred-meter beast wreaks havoc between the cities, and the tall buildings are like crunchy pancakes in its hands, which can be easily torn apart with little effort.

Fragile human beings are like ants, and when they step down, they will die in a large area.

Looking at these images, there was silence in the classroom, and some classmates who had relatives and friends who died in the disaster, like Zhan Qionghua, couldn't stop their tears, or bit their hands in depression and cried silently, or let go of their voices and howled.

No one sees these manifestations as weakness.

We are all victims of the catastrophe, and we can fully understand each other's emotions by empathizing with them.

"Have you had enough crying?"

Zhou Zhe clapped his hands and clicked the projector with a teaching stick: "Focus on this side." ”

The students looked up blankly, their eyes blank.

The video seems to have only a dozen seconds left and is almost over.

Dozens of fighter jets, hovering high in the air, constantly sprayed some shiny powder that emitted cold air.

It didn't take long for the invincible hundred-meter beast that was raging between the cities to gradually stop moving, as if frozen in the cooling wax.

Eventually, the beast's aura dissipated and turned into a gray sculpture.

"Dead ...... He's dead? ”

When Zhan Qionghua saw this, the fear on his face was much less: "Isn't it impossible for monsters to be killed?" ”

Zhou Zhe beckoned to the back row of the classroom: "In this regard, Teacher Zhang is a professional and asks her to solve everyone's doubts." ”

Zhang Miaoran, who had been sitting silently in the back row of the classroom, stood up and walked to the podium without hurrying.

She pushed the flat glasses on the bridge of her nose and said in a clear voice: "The cognition that 'monsters cannot be killed, can only be restricted' is already an old calendar. ”

"The times are advancing, and science is developing."

"With the joint efforts of my colleagues in the Academy of Sciences, the Federation has now developed a special effect prop [JEX Rapid Condensation Metal Cold Mist] for monsters."

"How it works and how it works is not understandable with your current knowledge."

Zhang Miaoran's expression was serious, and she said in a calm tone: "As long as you know that humans already have weapons against monsters, this is enough!" ”

Hearing this, the mood of the students in the classroom seemed to have changed slightly.

The grief is still there, but it's not as hopeless as it used to be.

"Is it useless to study?"

Zhang Miaoran asked herself and replied: "Obviously not." ”

"The scholars of the Academy of Sciences who developed [JEX Rapid Setting Metal Cold Mist] used to sit in the same classroom like everyone else, trying to memorize and understand the boring knowledge, and they have accumulated to achieve today's results."

"If everyone had given up because of fear and despair, that monster yesterday could have directly destroyed the entire domain, and everyone would not have seen the sun today."

"So it's ......"

"Don't give up hope, don't give up trying!"

"You never know when miracles will start to shine!"

After a pour-out of chicken soup, many students stopped crying.

Some hot-blooded young people who are simple-minded and easily bewitched are already shining with their eyes at this time, and they can't wait to immediately hold their books and start gnawing wildly.

Zhou Zhe, who was beside Zhang Miaoran, began to pour cold water at this time.

"According to the data I have collected, statistical analysis shows that over the years, the frequency and intensity of monsters have become higher and higher."

"The one that appeared yesterday has reached the limit of the original monster."

"Quantitative change will eventually bring about qualitative change."

"I speculate that in three days, the second generation of monsters will appear between Regions B and Nine."

"At that time, [JEX Rapid Setting Metal Cold Mist] will also be ineffective against it."

Despair itself is not terrible.

The terrible thing is that after giving hope, it then drives people into the abyss of despair.

Fortunately, Zhou Zhe is not a devil, and his evil taste is extremely limited, so he did not sell it, but said straight to the point: "At this time, it is too late to wait for a normal scientific and technological breakthrough." ”

"So we had to go off the rails."

Speaking of which, everyone noticed that Zhou Zhe didn't know when and where he took out a pair of gloves with a very sci-fi atmosphere.

"This is [Fantasy Realizer], a trial product against the second-generation monsters."

"Is it ...... function?"

"You'll know after the experience."

"Does anyone want to come up and volunteer?"

The students in the classroom were stunned.

Coming to their senses, few people are willing to be the first guinea pig.

Professor Chow's performance today is really unusual.

Everyone is a highly educated person, so you can't just believe what others say, right?

Knock knock knock......

The sound of helicopter propeller blades turning at high speed sounded in the teaching building.

"Another emergency?"

Xiao Zhiyi, who was sitting in the penultimate row of window seats, felt upset: "How can there be a helicopter that usually comes to the university......

His academic performance is not very good, and he was able to be admitted to this university because of his desperate ruthlessness and a good liver before the college entrance examination.

He doesn't have any special skills - he doesn't like sports or cultural activities, and his only pastime is staying in his dorm room or playing mobile games in the classroom.

"My life is really a failure......"

Xiao Zhiyi sighed: "Professor Zhou Zhe is so good-looking, he shouldn't deceive people, right?" ”

"Maybe he really got the black technology to save the world!"

"Mouse, just guinea pig!"

"My life is not as important as I thought!"

Thinking of this, Xiao Zhiyi stood up suddenly: "Professor Zhou, I believe you!" ”

"Let me be your little ...... Cough...... Volunteer now! ”

As soon as the words ended, a group of soldiers in blue and green uniforms rushed into the classroom.

The first one, judging by his appearance, should only be in his thirties.

The shoulder shows that this person has the rank of colonel and has many meritorious medals on his chest.

This person seemed to be attending some very serious formal occasion, his demeanor was extremely solemn at the moment, and the military uniform on his body was also ironed very properly, without the slightest wrinkle.

He trotted briskly to the podium, and saluted the two ordinary people's teachers to the standard of military salute: "Academician Zhou Zhe, Dr. Zhang Miaoran!" Hard work! ”

"The Tianyan network intelligence system shows that some anti-human groups have recently known that the two are the inventors of [JEX Rapid Setting Metal Cold Mist]."

"So, please go to the safe base with us immediately."

"Your safety, above all else!"