Zongman: The post-2D era

The reporter said in a loud voice: "Dear audience friends, did you see it? This meteor is unusual. It is not only an astronomical wonder, but more likely a spacecraft from an alien civilization! Its appearance will reveal the secrets of the deep universe to us!"

Feng Feng's fingers paused on the screen, his eyes fixed on the news screen, as if he could see the spectacular sight of the meteor streaking across the sky through the screen.

The images of Sakurada and Asai Megumi, who had turned into scorched earth, emerged in his mind. The faint and intermittent calling voice rang in his ears again, like a distant call, crossing the barriers of time and space and reaching deep into his heart.

"What happened?"

He frowned, and his deep eyes flashed with complex light, as if he was thinking about something important.

Yukino's cell phone suddenly rang during their quiet lunch time. The words "Research Center" flashing on the screen were like a bomb, causing ripples in the calm hearts of the two.

She quickly swiped the screen, unlocked her phone, and a new message highlighted in red jumped into her eyes: Preliminary report on meteor detection.

She frowned slightly and slid her fingers across the screen, reading the report carefully.

Feng Feng noticed the change in Xueno's expression and raised his eyes from the lunch box to her focused face.

The sunlight shines through the gaps in the leaves, dappling onto her fair skin, adding a sense of mystery to her.

She bit her lower lip slightly, as if she was thinking about something important.

"Feng Feng, look." Xue Noi turned the screen of her mobile phone towards Feng Feng. The screen displayed a detailed meteor analysis report and a high-definition photo of the meteor.

The meteor in the photo has a long tail, streaking across the night sky, as if it is going to ignite the entire universe.

Feng Feng's heart suddenly tightened. He seemed to be able to feel the power from the distant stars, quietly changing the world they lived in.

"There's some trouble."

Feng Feng's fingers slid lightly across the screen, and the words unfolded like flowing water.

His eyes were fixed on the screen of his mobile phone, as if he wanted to penetrate the thin screen and directly touch the secrets of the distant stars. As the text unfolded, his heartbeat became more and more rapid.

On the screen, the detailed text of the meteor analysis report is like the trajectory of stars, intricate and unfathomable.

Feng Feng stared at the line of words and fell into deep thought: "The meteor has hundreds of abilities to protect the landing. This is not only a miracle of nature, but also a manifestation of unknown power in the universe."

Chapter 734 Can You Fall in Love with a Pebble?

Tuesday, July 4

The TV screen repeatedly plays a picture:

A meteor streaked across the sky, its blazing light illuminated the night sky, and in the center of that light, an invisible force was gathering.

The host said: It is like a guardian, guarding the meteors and the planet.

"The news was well-inducing and people did not panic."

Feng Feng could feel the presence of that power. It was strong and gentle, like a mother's embrace, making people feel safe.

Xueno gently picked up a piece of brightly colored octopus sausage and handed it to Fengfeng: "Let's eat!"

Her eyes were full of tenderness and concern: "Let the relevant departments investigate the meteor matter."

"Feng Feng, eat first, don't let the news affect you."

Yukino's voice is like a mountain spring, soft and pleasant.

Feng Feng tilted his head and met Yukino's eyes. The shadow of the high school girl in school uniform and Harusaki Misora ​​in her eyes gradually disappeared, replaced by a touch of tenderness and gratitude.

"Yukino, there's a plot in Sakurada where a witch who can predict the future asks a girl named Harusaki Misora."

He opened his mouth slightly and bit into the octopus sausage.

"Can you love a pebble?"

The octopus sausage releases a rich and fresh aroma in the mouth, intertwined with the softness of the rice, creating an indescribable deliciousness.

Xueno looked at Fengfeng with a smile and gently picked up a piece of octopus sausage. Its skin was fried until slightly browned, exuding an enticing aroma.

"How did Harusaki Misora ​​answer?"

She handed it to Feng Feng carefully, her eyes full of tenderness.

"I think she would definitely say that if the stone was made by the person she loves."

The sunlight shines through the window, onto her long, silky hair, creating a golden glow. Her smile is as warm and bright as the sun in spring.

"Then I will fall in love with a pebble."

Feng Feng looked up at Xue Noi, and a hint of tenderness flashed in his deep eyes.

“That’s pretty much the answer.”

He opened his mouth slightly and gently bit the octopus sausage.

"Yukino, if I turned into a pebble."

He closed his eyes and savored the delicious taste, as if the whole world had become quiet and beautiful.

"Yukino, I will fall in love with a small stone."

As soon as Feng Feng finished speaking, an inexplicable fatigue suddenly hit him.

He kept his eyes closed and tilted his head slightly back, as if trying to find a more comfortable support point.

However, he lost his balance and fell gently to one side of the sofa.

His foot accidentally kicked the steel pipe under the coffee table, making a dull "clang" sound, breaking the silence in the room.

The dishes on the coffee table were shaken slightly and the soup almost spilled out, making a "tick-tick" sound that mixed together like a hurried and flustered melody.

Xueno was so startled by the sudden noise that the chopsticks in her hand fell on the table. She quickly stood up and walked quickly to Fengfeng.

Feng Feng was seen lying on the sofa, his brows slightly furrowed, as if he was in deep thought.

She patted his shoulder gently and called softly: "Feng Feng, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell again? Are you okay?"

Xueno bent down and got closer to Fengfeng, trying to catch the whispers coming out of his mouth more clearly.

"Your feeling unwell isn't an excuse for not attending class?"

Her heartbeat quickened with his murmurs, as if she could feel the fluctuations in his heart.

"Sakurada... there are... secrets hidden there."

Feng Feng's voice was weak and intermittent, and every word seemed to come from a distant place, ethereal and vague.

His closed eyes seemed to penetrate his eyelids and the roof, and looked at the distant starry sky, where there were the tracks of meteors and the unspeakable fear and expectation in his heart.

"Save... me... from being turned... into stone."

Feng Feng's voice suddenly became firm, as if he had made some kind of decision.

His fingers trembled slightly, as if drawing something in the air. Yukino could feel his fingers drawing an invisible trajectory in the air, like the trajectory of a meteor across the sky.

"Don't be silly, what does Sakurada have to do with you?"

There was worry and concern in Xueno's eyes. She gently laid Feng Feng flat on the sofa, treating him with the same care as if he were a precious piece of porcelain.

She brushed her fingers gently across his forehead, trying to smooth out the slight frown.

Her heartbeat grew faster and faster as he breathed slowly.

"Can we make an appointment to go to school together tomorrow?"

She picked up the TV remote control, her eyes fixed on the screen, her fingers sliding lightly across the buttons, looking for a program that could divert her attention.

The screen flashed with bright colors as the host announced a call for a shooting star mascot.

"What peaceful utopia? It's all supported by Feng Feng..."

Her eyes drifted towards Feng Feng lying on the sofa from time to time, and the concern and worry spread in her heart like vines.

Yukino gently turned off the TV, and the light in the room suddenly became much softer.

She walked to Feng Feng, bent down slightly, and tapped his forehead lightly with her middle finger, with an expression of reproach and love on her face.

"What an idiot." She muttered softly, her voice full of helplessness and worry.

She carefully lay on her side next to Feng Feng, trying not to touch him but still able to feel the warmth of his body.

She tilted her head slightly and looked at Feng Feng with her eyes as bright as stars, as if trying to understand the secrets deep in his heart.

Her fingers slid lightly over his arm, the gentle touch like a spring breeze blowing across the lake, bringing a hint of warmth and comfort.

Xueno's fingers gently touched the middle of Fengfeng's left hand, and instantly, her fingertips felt an unusual coldness and hardness.

"Stone?"

She was startled and immediately retracted her hand, looking up and staring at Feng Feng's hand that was undergoing strange changes.

I saw that the skin of that hand gradually became rough starting from the fingertips, as if eroded by time, and then the color began to darken, from light yellow to khaki, and finally turned into dark gray, like a piece of stone that had been silent for many years.

Yukino's face turned pale as paper in an instant, she couldn't believe her eyes.

"No, no, no..."

She reached out her hand again and carefully touched the back of Feng Feng's hand. The touch was even more distinct; it was cold and hard stone.

"Feng Feng, your prank has gone too far!"

She quickly looked up at Feng Feng's face. He still had a frown on his face, as if he was unaware of all this.

Xueno's hands tightly wrapped around Fengfeng's left hand, which was gradually losing its temperature. Her eyes were filled with fear and helplessness.

Her throat seemed to be blocked by something, and her voice was trembling and weak: "Fengfeng...Fengfeng, wake up and look at me!"

The call echoed in the silent room, seeming so pale and powerless.

Transparent tears fell like pearls from a broken string, one by one, along Feng Feng's petrified left hand, dripping onto the ground, splashing tiny water droplets.

"I will, I will fall in love with a pebble, but I would rather you say to me tomorrow morning: Good morning."

She tried to use her body temperature to warm the cold hand, but no matter how hard she tried, the hand seemed to be frozen and did not respond at all.

Chapter 735 If the Prince Kissed the Princess

Wednesday, July 5

Yukino's tears fell on the white sheets, making a crisp sound.

I remembered Feng Feng’s previous words, “To be saved… is to be turned into… stone.”