"Okay, where were we?" Lin Feng asked, his voice calm, almost casual, as if nothing extraordinary had just occurred.
All three of his students froze, their eyes widening in disbelief.
Chu Jiangyue, Wang Yuyan, and Su Wanwan could hardly comprehend what they were seeing.
The classroom… their familiar learning space… had been utterly destroyed only moments ago.
Cracks ran deep into the floors, chunks of stone were scattered everywhere, and dust hung thick in the air.
Yet now, every crack had vanished, every stone settled perfectly into place, and the walls looked untouched, as though the chaos had never happened.
It was not just a restoration of matter... it was a defiance of their understanding of reality itself.
The girls exchanged glances, shock and awe written plainly across their faces.
Wang Yuyan's mouth opened, but no sound came out.
Su Wanwan's small hands trembled as she gripped the edge of her seat.
