Zongman: The post-2D era

Ais caressed the wound that had not healed since she was slashed by Fengfeng Murasame. The people of Loki's clan all stopped their actions and were ready to provide support at any time.

At the door, Bert walked in impatiently, playing with a broken dagger.

"The brat who overestimated his own abilities refused to admit defeat even when his dagger was broken, so I kicked him unconscious."

Hestia silently left the meal money and went to the alley to carry Fengfeng. Loki said to Bert with a gloating look: Bert, you are in big trouble.

Chapter 227: The Mistake of the Earth, April is Your Lie, Origin

February 2th, in an abandoned church.

Feng Feng, covered in bandages, woke up. He remembered his defeat yesterday and laughed at himself. His two cheats were used to save Erde, but he would not be humiliated even if he was seriously injured. This is the pride of a time traveler!

"Is Hestia already working? That's right. If she hadn't worked every day, I would have died of fighting or starvation when I was a kid because I had no money to treat my illness!"

"The other world is not friendly to travelers without cheats, especially those who have nothing but arrogance. Lord God, no matter my headache, my memory, or even whether I am a product of the gods' boredom."

"Feng Feng will always be grateful and respectful to you, just like what I said when I joined your clan. No matter what, you gave me the chance to live, and I will protect you until death!"

Feng Feng was eating cold food on the sofa, feeling the call of the roulette skill in his mind, and he chanted a spell.

“The unfinished turntable is started in the name of the beginning. In the midst of loss, the light of hope will never go out!”

Feng Feng walked into the hospital in Sanjingfeng on the 4th Street with bandages all over his body. A little kid was kneeling in front of Sanjingfeng who looked like Feng Feng and kept begging.

The child was wearing glasses. Feng Feng had never seen him before, but he knew that the child was called Arima Kousei, and that he was the childhood appearance of the male protagonist in "Your Lie in April".

"Please, Dr. Mitsui, as long as you can cure my mother, I will give you my life, my piano, my future, anything as a price."

"No, Arima Kousei. There will be a sad but regretless love in your future. Don't talk about the deal so easily."

A glass bottle of panacea was handed to Arima Kousei. The tense older brother in front of him should have scared him, but surprisingly, he felt safe.

"This is the panacea in Orario. It should be effective for any injury or illness. Take this back!"

"This is not a place you should just enter casually!"

Kousei Arima listened to the gentle male voice and unconsciously stretched out his hand but grabbed nothing. His hand passed through the test tube as if passing through an illusion. He held his hand again and again, and tears began to gather in his eyes.

Sanyi Feng easily took the panacea from Feng Feng's hand. His eyes dimmed and then flashed with some light.

"Feng Feng, Arima Kousei, you are in different worlds, and everything is incompatible. At least, that's the case now."

A bag of medicine was put into the hands of young Kousei Arima, and this time he reached out and took the white bag.

These are some medicines made from common substances. In theory, they can be made in any world with these substances, so you can take them back and give them to your mother, little brother Arima Kousei!"

"Your price is confidentiality. The origin of these drugs and everything you saw here must be kept secret. Even your mother cannot tell. Do you understand?"

The tearful boy held the medicine bag in his arms and nodded continuously. Feng Feng smiled as he watched this scene.

Sanyi Feng casually put the bottle of panacea into the pocket of his white coat. He raised his eyebrows and smiled at Feng Feng, then waved his hand.

In front of a Kuna box in front of a shrine, young Arima Kousei held a bag of medicine, solemnly thanked the great god named Tsukishita Mizunomei, and ran home.

Feng Feng's hand, which was about to take back the panacea, stopped halfway. He frowned and thought that it should be considered as the price paid for Kousei Arima. Keeping the secret should not be a big deal.

"Feng Feng, you don't remember anything now, and we are forced by the rules of the gods to not say more. However, you are right. The medicine I gave Arima Kousei is only enough for one month. This is the maximum amount you can exchange for the panacea."

"During the time of confusion in the world, every time your second spell calls you, you must be ready to pay the price of helping them and return. Because without you, I couldn't even give the bag of medicine to Arima Kousei just now."

Feng Feng coughed up some blood. The panacea that he was reluctant to use even when he was seriously injured had somehow become Arima Kousei's medicine money. Although he did not regret it, he felt a little distressed.

Sanyi Feng handed him a glass of water and a few pills. Feng Feng thought about it and took them and swallowed them.

"It's just an ordinary painkiller. This place used to be maintained by a person with virtual and real attributes. All the resources consumed were obtained by him in the treasure world, but now this person is in trouble. At present, only you can temporarily take over his power!"

Sanfeng opened and closed his mouth but could no longer utter a word, and even his lip movements could not be recognized. In his trance, the space had changed and he appeared on the familiar sofa in the abandoned church again.

"The rules of the gods, the disappearance of the virtual and real attributes, and me who can temporarily take over the power? Sanjingfeng said something he shouldn't have said! I hope nothing happens to him!"

A rusty faucet dripped in the distance, and underneath him was a sofa that he had been lying on for more than ten years. The bandages on his body had the characteristics of Orario...

This is a wrong world. This is undoubtedly a wrong world. I am also a genuine time traveler, but this may not be my first time traveling.

As a person with both real and virtual attributes, perhaps he was a very handsome and great being in the past. However, does the rule of the gods also mean that he was still no match for the gods in the past?

In the plot, Hestia will ask the God of Craftsmanship to make a growth weapon for the protagonist in the next few days. Hestia already has the Murasame Sword, and Hestia also knows this. Will this part of the plot be skipped? Or...

At the door, as if in response to Feng Feng's thoughts at the moment, Hestia walked in holding a wooden box.

"Feng Jun, are you thinking about me in your heart? I am your Lord God, and I know everything about you!"

The wooden box was brought to Feng Feng, and Hestia looked at the bandaged boy tenderly. For gods, it doesn't matter whether the memory is real or false, what matters is that they accept the memory and will not forget it.

"Sir God, have you asked the God of Craftsmanship for me? Have you knelt down for me? You know I don't want you to do that! Don't you?"

"Mr. Feng, of course I know. So the gift in the wooden box is not some special equipment made by the God of Craftsmanship. It's just a bracelet, but my name and the name of a girl named Shen Yi are engraved on the bracelet!"

In the opened wooden box, a hand flashing with light appeared in the air.

"Hestia, Divine Will. Is this the name of two people or does it refer to an object blessed by God? No, I have a hunch that Divine Will is the name of a person, a person who is very important to me!"

"Whose name dares to be called God's Will? And whose name can make me so sad. It seems like there is a fire burning in my heart, and my head hurts so much!"

A young man on the sofa covered his hands with tears in pain but still did not let go of the glowing hands.

The young man took ten minutes to put on a simple bracelet, and after putting it on, he fell down and fell into a coma.

"That's right, Feng Feng. The divine will you once encountered was a holy fire that loved only you and even I couldn't imitate it. Now you have the blessing of me, the goddess of fire! Your future will definitely be better!"

Chapter 228: Mistakes in the Earth, Dragon's Attack, and Bert's Reluctance

February 2st, on the streets of Orario.

Discussions about the Monster Festival flooded into Feng Feng's ears from all directions. Feng Feng, who had recovered overnight, stroked the divine bracelet on his right hand in amazement.

The bracelet seemed to have activated a kind of power that already existed in his body, and he possessed incredible recovery ability.

Monster Festival, this is the battle in which the protagonist becomes famous in Orario in the third episode, and it is also the battle in which the goddess of beauty tests the protagonist. However, he did not go to the Mistress of Plenty to meet the maid who seemed to be the incarnation of the goddess of beauty, nor did he show any behavior worthy of being tested by others.

Part of the reason why Xue Tian was defeated was to pretend that he was still an ordinary first-level adventurer. So how will today's plot allow an ordinary adventurer to act?

In this game of gods, I wonder who is the one being made fun of!

"My Lord God, today may not be peaceful, please don't leave my side!"

"I see. Feng Jun is really a spoiled child. However, the Lord God will always listen to your ideas!"

Hestia said as she took Feng Feng's hand. She was also very curious about what kind of script the gods would come up with in this changed plot, now that both parties knew the original plot.

If this were a ridiculous script, Hestia would laugh at those self-righteous gods.

On the Tower of Babel, the goddess of beauty Freya looked at Feng Feng on the street excitedly. The soul that was so beautiful in the original stone was gradually breaking through and began to reveal a beauty that even the gods were amazed by.

"Ota, have you completed the test prepared for Feng Feng? He is not Bellcraney, and ordinary monsters can't be his opponent at all!"

"It's done, my Lord God. That was a flying dragon that couldn't be defeated even at level 4, and Feng Feng's combat power couldn't reach level 4 using only the red eyes. Although he had injured a level 5 sword princess, that kind of unconsciousness should be achieved by another space magic!"

"In Orario, Feng Feng cannot defeat Fei Long with his current combat power without the help of space magic!"

Freya drank the red wine in the glass with a slight sway. Her eyes never left Feng Feng. Behind her, Ota, a level 7 responder, stood aside without saying a word.

On the street, Feng Feng, who was eating fried potatoes with Hestia, looked up at the Tower of Babel as if he had noticed something!

Come on! Let me see what methods the so-called gods have!

In the distance, screams and commotion began to spread. Feng Feng smiled at the Tower of Babel innocently like a child, then pulled Hestia and ran!

The two smiled and avoided the direction of the turmoil as if they had played a successful prank. The master avoided the crowd and the plot, so what would the gods who claimed to be the screenwriters do!

There seemed to be a gust of wind blowing in the sky, and after the wind passed, Feng Feng, holding Stia, was knocked into an alley on the side.

Everything happened in just a moment, and the laughter of the two people seemed to still linger on the street, before the malice of the gods, like the hunting action of a flying dragon, knocked the two people into the alley.

In the small scroll, in the messy and broken wooden box, Feng Feng gasped and wiped the blood from his forehead. In the previous moment, everything was subconscious.

With bloodshot eyes, the pterosaur-like monster surrounding the alley was still trying to pounce on the two.

"The protagonist of the original work, cough cough, only faced a silverback scarlet orangutan. How come it turned into a flying dragon in my eyes? This thing is level four, cough cough, I may not be able to defeat it!"

A bloody figure stood up in the alley, and pedestrians on the street began to run away. They saw the boy holding up the body of a young girl. As they ran, they could only shake their heads and sigh at this tragedy.

"My Lord God, are you okay? I will take you to the God of Medicine now, please take care of me." "I have been with you since the beginning, accompanying you with my soul. Please show up, Murasame, the sword that is not stained with blood! Pray for me! Murasame!"

Aisi chased the flying dragon to the street in front of the alley, but her running figure stopped as if frightened. The white-haired werewolf Bert also stopped after rushing a few meters.

"My Lord God, I'm sorry! I was too arrogant after I got the golden finger. But wait a moment, I will get rid of the flying dragon in the sky and avenge you. It will not let us go to the God of Medicine smoothly!"

The flying dragon in the sky rushed down again, and the blood-stained young man on the ground put down the god in his arms and turned his back to the gushing dragon flames.

Bert was about to remind the kid he had just beaten up but he suddenly stopped and opened his mouth!

The flying dragon wailed, gushing dragon blood, and fled into the sky with only one leg left. The young man picked up the god again and rushed into the depths of the alley at an astonishing speed, as if he had done nothing.

"That little brat, that..." Werewolf Bert didn't say the rest of the words. The glance from Feng Fenglinkong just now made him breathe heavily as if his life was threatened.

"Bert, this is the boy you disregarded and laughed at! This is his true power!"

Finn also rushed over at this time. As a level 6 adventurer and a brave warrior of the dwarf tribe, he was the first to notice Bert and Ais's awe of a being who left the alley.

Next to the broken leg of a flying dragon, Finn stroked the smooth mirror-like surface without paying any attention to the blood. He assumed that he was the strong man who cut off the flying dragon's hind leg and went to the alley.

A magic power replenishment bottle caught his attention, and the blood on the ground also allowed him to confirm the course of the battle.

He reappeared as if he had witnessed everything that had just happened in the alley and asked for advice from Ai Si and Bert who were walking over.

"There should be only one level one adventurer and a goddess in the alley. Both of them are not very strong. Although they barely resisted the dragon's attack and were knocked into the alley, they were still seriously injured!"

"The key lies in the actions of the first-level adventurer afterwards. He seemed to have activated some magic that increased his combat power and drank a replenishing potion."

Finn said this as he stood beside a pool of blood by the wall, jumped up several times and shook his head.

"He cut off the dragon flame with one sword, turned in the air and cut off one of the dragon's hind legs before returning to his original position, picked up the injured goddess and left. I can barely do it, but I definitely can't do the same artistic moves as him!"

"Ais, that first-level adventurer is the guy that Bert taught a lesson in the alley next to the mistress of Fengrao! I remember his name was Fengfeng, right?"

The blonde swordswoman nodded and looked at the depths of the alley with some concern. Werewolf Bert came to Finn and tried to copy the movements he had just seen, Feng Feng.

"That little devil, that little devil, that little devil... damn, damn..."

Finn reached out to stop Bert, who had failed again and again in his attempts. He squatted down and looked at the blood belonging to the goddess in the corner.

"Ais, go after him if you want! And bring a message to Feng Feng. The seeds of this flying dragon contain some special toxins, and the antidote can only be made with the special glands of the same flying dragon. Oh, Bert! Send the flying dragon's hind legs over and apologize to that guy. Dragon blood can still be useful without the glands!"