Zongman: The post-2D era

Inside the restaurant, the atmosphere is warm and peaceful.

Yukino placed her white Apple phone on the table. The screen flickered slightly under the dim light, as if an uneasy heart was beating.

Every time her phone vibrated, Xueno would quickly glance at it and then continue chatting and laughing with Fengfeng, as if the vibrations were just insignificant interruptions.

However, each vibration is like a small stone thrown into a calm lake, causing tiny ripples.

There was a hint of worry in Yukino's eyes, but she concealed it skillfully.

She didn't want her emotions to affect Feng Feng, and she didn't want him to be distracted by these unknown things.

Finally, the phone vibrated again, and this time the vibration seemed particularly strong, and the message alert light on the screen flashed rapidly.

Xueno couldn't help but pick up her phone, slid her finger across the screen, and opened the new message.

Her brows were slightly furrowed, and her eyes revealed an unprecedented solemnity.

But she quickly regained her composure, gently put the phone back on the table, and continued to share the delicious food with Feng Feng.

Feng Feng noticed Xue Noi's subtle changes, gently put down the bamboo chopsticks in his hand, and looked at her with gentle eyes.

The warm yellow light of the restaurant shone on his handsome face, casting a soft halo on his outline.

He stood up, walked slowly to Yukino's side, gently held her slightly cold hand, and said in a low and concerned voice: "Yukino, what's wrong? Is there anything you need me to do?"

Yukino raised her head and a trace of struggle flashed across her eyes, but was immediately replaced by determination.

She shook her head slightly and forced a smile: "It's okay, I'm just a little worried about what's next."

Feng Feng held her hand tightly, his eyes firm: "No matter what happens, I will be by your side and face it together."

Yukino's phone trembled slightly on the table, and the name on the screen flickered like stars - Yamamoto Genryusai.

Her eyes fixed, then she gently picked up the call, her finger lightly touched the answer button, and her voice was as soft as a spring breeze: "Master Yuan Liuzhai."

A steady and powerful voice came from the other end of the phone, reaching Yukino's ears through the microphone: "Yukino, we have successfully captured Aizen."

A hint of surprise flashed in Xueno's eyes. She turned to look at Feng Feng, and a bright smile bloomed on her face, as if the spring sunshine had filled the entire restaurant.

Feng Feng looked at her with relief in his eyes. He knew that Yukino had been worried about Aizen.

"That's great, Lord Genryusai, thank you for your hard work." Yukino's voice was full of gratitude.

Xueno put down her phone and turned her gaze to Fengfeng, with a determined light flashing in her eyes, as if some belief was supporting her.

When Feng Feng saw her like this, his doubts arose again. He thought of Aizen's mysterious illusion of mirror flowers and water moon, and his heart tightened.

He asked softly, "Yukino, are you sure it's Aizen's real body? That guy's illusion is hard to guard against."

Yukino nodded slightly, with a gleam of determination in her eyes: "Master Genryusai will do it himself, there will be no mistake. He told me that Aizen has been caught and is now under strict guard, and can no longer cast illusions."

Feng Feng finally felt relieved after hearing this. He breathed a sigh of relief and gently patted the back of Xue Nai's hand, his eyes full of tenderness and appreciation: "That's good, now we can rest assured."

Yukino gently put down her phone, a relieved smile on her face.

She picked up the chopsticks, carefully picked up a piece of brightly colored braised pork from the plate, and placed it steadily in Fengfeng's bowl, her movements gentle and natural.

She whispered, "Feng Feng, try this. I think today's braised pork is particularly tasty."

Xueno smiled, picked up another piece of tofu and gently placed it in Fengfeng's bowl.

There was a warm glow in her eyes, and she said softly, "Feng Feng, look, isn't it more delicious when two people eat together? You are never alone, I am here with you."

Chapter 724: News from Sasuke

Saturday, June 24

The light from the restaurant shone on the dining table for the two of them, casting a warm golden glow on their figures.

Feng Feng looked at the tempting piece of braised pork in the bowl, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

He picked up the meat and put it in his mouth to taste it carefully. The meat was tender and juicy, and it was indeed delicious. He nodded and praised: "Well, it is indeed delicious."

"I know all your preferences."

Xueno's words brushed through Fengfeng's heart like a spring breeze, making him feel unprecedented warmth and comfort.

Feng Feng looked at the braised pork in the bowl, his eyes full of gratitude and happiness.

Looking up at Yukino, I saw her bright eyes filled with love and determination.

"Although it was Kurisu who asked you to keep an eye on me, I forgive you for hiding it."

A warm feeling surged in Yukino's heart, as if the whole world had become brighter.

"If you had known this earlier, I wouldn't have had to say anything."

Yukino picked up the chopsticks, picked up the piece of braised pork, put it in his mouth and tasted it carefully. The delicious taste spread in his mouth, making him smile with satisfaction.

Just as the two were immersed in this rare tranquility, the door of the restaurant was suddenly pushed open by a strong wind, and a cold chill instantly spread.

A mysterious figure dressed in black and wearing a conical hat walked in slowly, his eyes fixed on Xueno and Fengfeng.

His deep voice echoed in the restaurant: "Yukino, Fengfeng, do you think you can sit back and relax after catching Aizen? The real challenge has just begun."

The mysterious man's words made the two of them feel nervous. A hint of alertness flashed in Xueno's eyes, while Feng Feng tightly grasped his chopsticks, ready to deal with the coming storm at any time.

The mysterious man lifted his hood, revealing Uchiha Sasuke with his Sharingan rotating.

When Yukino saw the mysterious man reveal his true face, it turned out to be Uchiha Sasuke, and she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

She gently picked up the orange juice on the table and took a sip, trying to calm the waves in her heart.

"Sasuke is indeed a ninja. He's pretty scary."

The sweet and sour juice flowed in her mouth, as if taking away a trace of tension in her heart.

Seeing this, Feng Feng put down his chopsticks, smiled and waved to Sasuke: "Sasuke, since you are here, let's sit down and have a meal together. The braised pork here is excellent."

Sasuke nodded slightly, walked slowly to the seat opposite Feng Feng and sat down.

He took off his hat and put it aside, revealing his cold and handsome face.

He glanced at the dishes on the table, a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"Feng Feng, you are really leisurely. At this turbulent time, you are still in the mood to enjoy the food here."

Feng Feng smiled and waved to the waiter, asking him to add a pair of bowls and chopsticks.

Seeing this, Yukino said softly, "I'll go get ready."

She stood up and walked lightly towards the kitchen, leaving Feng Feng and Sasuke, who had just sat down, sitting opposite each other.

The atmosphere in the restaurant became a little heavy after Yukino left. Sasuke's eyes were sharp, as if he could see through people's hearts.

"Tsukuyomi."

He gently turned the Sharingan in his eyes, and the magatama in those eyes seemed to have endless magic power, gradually pulling Feng Feng into an illusory world.

Feng Feng only felt that everything around him became blurry, as if covered by a layer of mist.

He tried to struggle, but his body seemed to be bound by invisible chains and he couldn't move.

His consciousness began to blur, and the figure of Sasuke in front of him gradually became distorted, as if he had turned into another terrifying existence.

Feng Feng's mind moved, and the chopsticks in his hand tapped the table like a violent storm. Every crisp tapping sound seemed to be cracking some ancient code.

As the pace quickened, the illusions around him shattered like glass, transforming into a brilliant light.

The light faded, and the scene before my eyes suddenly changed, as if I had traveled through a tunnel of time and space and arrived at a desolate yet solemn valley.

That is the Valley of the End, a place that has witnessed countless heroic legends.

In the valley, the wind whistled past, raising a cloud of dust.

At the other end of the valley, a teenage boy stood alone and determined. He was wearing a black tights with a huge Uchiha clan emblem on his back, and an unyielding light flashed in his eyes.

Sasuke slowly raised his hand in front of his eyes. His fingers were slender and strong, as if containing endless power.

"Tsukuyomi is being controlled? No, is there also the power of space-time ninjutsu?"

Sasuke's Sharingan turned slightly, as if copying an ancient and mysterious heritage.

He looked around, his eyes revealing a bit of approval and joy.

The lights in the restaurant shone on his handsome face, casting mottled shadows.

Sasuke sat there in a daze, but his eyes were shining sharply, as if he could see through everything.

He smiled slightly, with a confident and calm arc at the corner of his mouth, as if everything was under control.

The air around him seemed to freeze because of his smile; even the wind stopped.

His voice was deep and magnetic, echoing in the empty restaurant. It seemed to have a kind of magic that made the guests look at Sasuke involuntarily.

Sasuke's hands danced lightly in the air, as if conducting a silent symphony.

"Well, my strength has improved a little."

He nodded slightly, with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

The guests around him seemed to be still as he moved, leaving only the movements of his hands drawing elegant arcs in the air.

Feng Feng looked around, listening to the words of Chuunibyou around him, and said, "Sasuke, Tsukuyomi really can't be used randomly."

Feng Feng has now returned to normal and is smiling at the people around him, but his eyes still show the fatigue from fighting the illusion.

A smile appeared on Sasuke's lips opposite him. That smile showed both affirmation of Feng Feng's strength and a bit of complacency.

"Feng Feng, your strength is still there."

Sasuke's voice was deep and magnetic, as if it could penetrate people's hearts.

"This illusion is perfect."

His words echoed in the air with a majesty that could not be ignored.

Feng Feng crossed his legs and sat on the mottled red paint chair, holding a bowl of rice in his hand, which was piled with tempting braised pork.

He picked up a piece and took a light bite. The gravy overflowed. He couldn't help but frowned, with a hint of teasing at the corner of his mouth:

"Sasuke, if you have something to say, just say it, don't keep using these Tsukuyomi illusions.

"I haven't finished my braised pork yet. What you did almost made me think I was back in the Valley of the End."

Sasuke's expressionless face looked even colder under the light. He slowly stretched out his hand, and his fingertips lightly stroked the air, as if he was drawing a mysterious picture.