Zongman: The post-2D era

Chapter 229: Mistakes, Hestia's Hints, and Conan's Smile

February 2, in the hut of the God of Medicine Mih

Lilyluka, Erde was taking care of Fengfeng, whose whole body was emitting white smoke. That was the phenomenon that occurred when the body's injuries were healed by super-speed regeneration.

The man chosen by God Mihe, he sent his own clansmen away and looked at the unconscious Feng Feng with a serious look as he walked into the ward where Hestia was.

"Hestia, Feng Feng's self-healing ability is brought by the thick gastrula virus. This virus from the derivative world of "Black Bullet" is very entangled. Soon he will begin to transform into a protogastrula."

Hestia leaned against the sickbed, her lips pale from blood loss, and the dark dragon pattern on her flat back was extending to all parts of her body like a living thing.

"No problem, Mihe. Feng Feng has a bracelet engraved with God's Will on his wrist. The holy fire left by the amazing girl named Shen Yi will definitely allow Feng Feng to master the protozoan virus again."

A bowl of medicine was placed next to Hestia, and Mih frowned as he looked at the dragon pattern on her body.

"Freya, you've gone too far this time, letting you be tainted by the filth of such a lowly flying dragon."

"Mihe, this is the price I have to pay for breaking the Myth Lord's plan. Besides, my brother will definitely kill the flying dragon and get me the antidote."

Hestia picked up the medicine bowl. She held it and drank the bitter medicine without seeming to notice it. The tenderness in her eyes made Mih lose consciousness for a moment.

"Hestia, is the brother you are talking about the boy named Feng Feng? You should know that his memory of living in Orario for more than ten years is just a false illusion created by the gods!"

"You are wrong, Mih. The memory of the gods is not true or false, and I want to have the memory of living with Fengfeng for more than ten years. I watched him grow up, how could I forget him, how could I forget the existence of this person whom I regard as my younger brother."

Hestia in Orario was originally just an incarnation of the real Hestia, but now that she is trapped in Orario's true body, it is like admitting that all Hestias in the Ten Thousand Worlds have a younger brother.

This is a supreme recognition between mythical beings that transcends mortal emotions!

Mihe walked out of Hestia's ward and looked at the unconscious Feng Feng. This young man might really have the potential to become the Lord of Mythology.

Feng Feng woke up when a burst of cool water dropped on his face. He looked at God Mihe in the distance and finally felt relieved. Didn’t he insist on going all the way to the God of Medicine yesterday before falling asleep due to exhaustion of magic power?

"Erd, don't worry about me and cry. I have extraordinary self-healing abilities now. No matter what the injury is, it will be almost healed after a good night's sleep."

A cup was placed next to Fengfeng, and Erde walked out quietly while cursing Fengfeng.

"Big Talker, you've been emitting white smoke all night, so drink more water! Lily doesn't care about you! It just happened that we didn't find any adventurers who needed help today!"

"Lily is going back. Remember to get better soon and ask Lily to go make money with you. Got it?"

"No problem, I will definitely go with you to make a lot of money next day!"

Outside the house, Ai Si glanced at the direction where Bert was going away and then looked at the hind legs of the flying dragon!

Lililuka and Erdwei bowed and walked out. Ais nodded in response and walked into the hut of God Mih.

"Fawn asked Bert and me to bring the severed hind leg of the dragon. He said that the goddess Hestia might have been poisoned by the dragon, and that dragon blood could be used to make a medicine to alleviate the condition."

After hearing this, Mih walked out immediately. After a while, he took some test tubes, thanked Ais, and started collecting dragon blood.

Feng Feng looked at Ai Si and thought about what he had just said. He felt as if he was in the Arctic.

"Hestia was poisoned by the dragon? If I'm not mistaken, the poison should be cured by something from the dragon!"

Aisi lit the fire, stood for a while, said to the teacher to take good care of his injuries, everything will be fine, then walked out of the cabin.

Feng Feng probably wants to be alone for a while now, his eyes are telling her this. Ai Si recalls that Feng Feng seems to have no problem, and for some reason she feels relieved.

Chunfeng's red pupils kept appearing in her mind, and she didn't know what kind of mood she was in. But she didn't want to see this boy get into trouble!

In the hut, Feng Feng came silently to where Hestia was.

He looked at the mark on the girl's shoulder that was like a stain on the snow, clenched his fists and stood there in a daze.

"How about it, Feng Jun, is my new tattoo beautiful? This time we were tricked by the gods! It's really unreasonable for you, a level one, to face a level four flying dragon!"

"However, their abilities are limited to this. Once you reach level 2 and cooperate with your Murasame, you can easily take down that flying dragon!"

After taking a deep breath, Feng Feng walked over to Hestia and sat down. He gently stroked the wound on her shoulder and replied softly.

"Of course, you are always beautiful, my God. Wait for me for a moment, just a little while, I will go find the flying dragon right away!"

Her delicate and weak hand was placed on Feng Feng's hand, but Hestia smiled brightly and shook her head.

"Feng-kun, you have really reached the age where you are interested in girls. However, I am not a goddess who can be easily deceived. Just take your time."

"Don't be complacent. Recognize all the power you currently have and think carefully. I will let you challenge the flying dragon only when you reach level 2. This is the order of the goddess, understand?"

Feng Feng held the hand that had turned pale due to blood loss and nodded in response to the order of his Lord God.

Did the gods write such a script? The protagonist has always lacked the desire to become stronger, and only wants to rely on cheats to win all day long, so the gods made a gentle but cruel promise to make him work hard to reach level two like the protagonist of the original work?

However, his cheat does not double the experience but increases combat power in a short period of time. As far as he can remember, he has been a level one adventurer for more than ten years. How long will it take him to be promoted to level two? And how long will his god have to wait?

Mi He was calling Feng Feng outside. Feng Feng paused. He knew that he was going to tell him the death date of the Lord God, and it was also a notice that the game would be over if he didn't reach level two.

In the light, Son of God Mihe illuminated the fifteen bottles of dragon blood on the table and walked out without saying anything.

Feng Feng looked at the fifteen bottles of dragon blood in silence for a long time.

The staggering boy in the starry sky walked back to his home in the abandoned church, and a Murasame sword was summoned out with the sound of a spell.

Feng Feng wiped Murasame again and again, and Hestia's words echoed in his mind. White smoke of self-healing rose from several hidden places on his body.

"I understand, that's how it is! The unfinished turntable is started in the name of the beginning. In the midst of loss, the light of hope will never go out!"

Inside the space gate, Edogawa Conan looked at Feng Feng with a smile.

Chapter 230: The Mistake of the Land, Feng Feng's Acting, Conan's Plan, and Ai Si's Discovery

February 2, in the dungeon

Feng Feng was covered in blood on the thirteenth floor of the underground exhibition. He did not use Murasame's Shikai, as this power that would cause coma after use was not reliable. He had fifteen days, during which time he had to reach level two.

Of course, he would only try his best to fulfill Hestia's request. As far as he could remember, this was more than the first or second time that he disobeyed Hestia.

The thirteenth floor of the dungeon is already the middle level. Monsters appear very frequently. Generally, several people will come to the middle level only when they form a team and are led by a level 2 adventurer.

Today, the middle-level team encountered a single adventurer. The Japanese sword that could cut anything in half left a deep impression on everyone.

Orario is a little nervous because of the monster escapes and unknown dragon attacks during the Monster Festival, especially since the escaped dragon has not been found yet.

When Feng Feng walked out of the underground city with white mist on his body, the people around him subconsciously moved away from him. Some people who had seen him even told the people around them about Feng Feng's feat of killing everyone on the thirteenth floor and his weapon that could break anything.

In the guild, Feng Fan silently changed the money and walked towards the hostess of abundance. The incarnation of the goddess of beauty in the hostess of abundance looked at Feng Feng happily as he bought two takeout meals.

When she handed the two extra-priced lunch boxes to Feng Feng, she looked at the boy who had been looking forward to it with some disappointment.

"Feng Feng, have you given up on saving Hestia and hunting the dragon and just wanted Hestia to enjoy it one last time? Did just one blow defeat your heart?"

The lunch box was taken by a hand with white steam coming out of it, and Feng Feng smiled as he walked out.

"I just know that fate is something that can only be faced and cannot be avoided, so I came here to face it. I'll trouble you to prepare lunch for me in the future! But I will pay for it!"

Xier looked at the boy walking in the sunshine. She seemed to bow her head in greeting, but her rapid breathing was filled with a morbid possessiveness.

"Of course no problem, I will definitely serve you the most delicious food!"

In the abandoned church, there was only a brick and stone structure except for a large bed and a sofa. Hestia looked at Feng Feng who walked in with two lunch boxes.

"Hey, Feng Jun, is this a special meal for a patient like me?"

"Yes, my Lord God, from today on we will have a lunch box specially prepared by the Mistress of Plenty every day."

As if the memories were resonating, Feng Feng and Hestia shared each other's lunch boxes just as they remembered.

When Feng Feng walked out of the church with two empty lunch boxes, Hestia thought about the conversation that had just taken place.

Since fate is something we have to face, I will be the protagonist for once. God, please believe me! This time, the time traveler with cheats will definitely make everything a happy end.

Feng Feng, a rich girl, returned the lunch box and reserved lunch for the afternoon. He once again walked into the dungeon.

In the afternoon, Feng Feng, still covered in white smoke, returned to the surface at mealtime. This time, when he walked into the rich female arrow people, many adventurers spontaneously made way. When the figure in the white smoke left with the food, Xier heard them addressing Feng Feng and showing respect for him.

A crazy adventurer, a swordsman, a battle maniac who goes back and forth twice a day and rushes into the eighteenth floor.

In the abandoned church, Feng Feng once again walked into Hestia's sight with his lunch box, as if he was going home from work.

"Feng-kun, is there anything delicious today? Are you working hard to kill monsters in the dungeon?"

"Of course, Hestia. I'll have to trouble you to update my Sihui later. I think I should be able to upgrade it from an average D to an average C today."

Feng Feng smiled and refused to mention his injuries, but the smoke produced by his self-healing body made Hestia's eyes flash with a hint of heartache.

Among the rich hostess, everyone fell into silence as Feng Feng entered. When Feng Feng put down the food box and walked towards the dungeon again, the werewolf Bert blocked his way.

"Hey, kid, do you still want to go to the dungeon now? Your body's self-healing ability can't be without a price. If you continue like this, you will destroy yourself and die in the dungeon in a few months at most!"

"Thank you for telling me, but I have a cheat, and I am a different time traveler from you. Of course, you can also say that I am a big talker!"

Bert snorted as he watched Feng Feng walking towards the underground city. Goddess Hestia had only been poisoned by the dragon for ten days. It was difficult for him to stop a man like this from making a decision.

Aisi, Wallenstein stood up at this time and followed Feng Feng without saying a word. She didn't understand why she followed him, but she didn't want to leave this person alone.

Loki reached out and patted Bert on the shoulder, watching the man and woman leaving one after another in the night sky.

"Aren't you going to chase her? Bert, Aisi was attracted by that boy! Bert walked back to the rich mistress.

"Loki, that boy has no time for romance right now. He has already decided to do everything for his goddess!"

Loki said in a bored tone. His average ability value was C, and his magic power was A. In this case, ordinary adventurers could already consider taking risks and upgrade to level two.

Feng Feng can use his self-healing ability to break through all the values ​​to S level in a few days, and his magic power may even break through SS level. However, this is different from the plan of the gods.

Freya's rampage disrupted the gods' plan, and the dragon shouldn't have appeared now.

Fu Ji had a headache with his hands on his head. This matter is a bit troublesome! Then let Feilong fly back tomorrow to fight Fengfeng. The location is set at Hestia's church.

Freya should also be looking forward to seeing the level one Feng Feng and the Guan-level four flying dragons fighting!

It would be better if the plot gets back on track as soon as possible, and Feng Feng's self-healing ability derived from the proto-enteron still depends on Hestia issuing an order prohibiting its use.

Among the rich hostesses, Loki has already arranged tomorrow's entertainment, but she is a little hesitant, always feeling that she has been calculated. She is the god of lies and tricks, how can anyone calculate a god!

In the dungeon, Feng Feng confirmed that there was no one around and then he recited the roulette 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!”

No. 6 Street, No. 2 Maori Detective Agency, Edogawa Conan stood at the door and lowered his head to the smiling Feng Feng, so that the reflection of his glasses blocked his eyes!

"It seems that the plan is going well. Loki, the god of lies, is not immune to being deceived. Especially the plan of crossing the world, the flying dragon will appear in front of you tomorrow. Feng!"

Ai Si, who was following Feng Feng from a distance, subconsciously moved closer to the space gate when she heard Loki's name.