Zongman: The post-2D era

He closed his eyes and concentrated, silently reciting complex algorithms and ancient runes in his mind. His fingers lightly passed through the air, and the rainbow light column seemed to be given life, changing flexibly with his gestures.

Just like the most skilled painter uses light as a brush and air as a canvas, he sketches out strange code symbols stroke by stroke.

These codes are flashing with strange light, some are like the trails of stars, tortuous and profound; some are like ancient totems, majestic and mysterious. They slowly rotate and intertwine in the air, and finally converge into a huge technological totem with infinite possibilities.

There was an indescribable solemnity and expectation in the air, as if the whole world was holding its breath at this moment, waiting for the miracle to be revealed.

Feng Feng's palm seemed to have condensed all things in the universe. As he gently closed his five fingers, the codes and runes dancing in the air seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, gradually converging and compressing, and finally condensed into a dazzling seven-color gem in his palm.

This gem is colorful, red like flames, blue like the deep sea, and green like vitality. Every color emits a soft and dazzling light, as deep and mysterious as a miniature universe.

Inside the gem, light is constantly refracting and blending, forming a series of flowing pictures. It is a microcosm of the world before the Apocalypse virus hit, with laughter and lush greenery, which is in sharp contrast to the current desolation.

Feng Feng stared at the gem, with a hint of determination and tenderness in his eyes. He knew that this was not just a gem, but also a spark of hope for mankind, the key to fighting despair and regaining glory.

Feng Feng threw the gem to Meteora and introduced it, "This is the Opposite Stone, a top item in Sword Art Online. Its effect is to copy other similar items, such as viruses can be copied into vaccines."

"I won't be working for you for now. Where have the people in this base gone? What's going on with the wronged souls within the power of recognition? I will find out everything myself."

Chapter 776: Creator Sakura Manshu

Tuesday, August 13

Meteora stretched out her body, holding a seven-colored gem in her hand that drew a gorgeous trajectory in the air. Each side of the gem seemed to tell a different story. The light danced in her palm, reflecting the surprise and expectation flashing in her eyes.

"This is how it should be used. Please create a vaccine that has the opposite effect on the virus."

She stared down, as if she could penetrate the surface of the gem and glimpse the infinite possibilities hidden within.

"Opposite Stone..." Meteora whispered softly. The name echoed on her lips like an ancient spell, carrying an irresistible power.

She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and focused all her mental strength on her palm, trying to establish some subtle connection with the gem.

Suddenly, the light inside the gem began to surge violently, with red, blue and green colors interweaving like lightning in a storm, raging inside the gem, but finding balance in an instant.

Meteora felt a warm and powerful force surge into her palms, as if the knowledge and wisdom of the entire universe were open to her at this moment.

There were clouds floating in the sky like stars. Feng Feng seemed to be aware of something at the entrance of a mine and turned his head to look in the direction of Meteora.

In the deep black mine, Ying Man Ji took the initiative to say: "Why are you blocking my way?"

Feng Feng turned around, and the recognition force in his body flowed in a unique direction and merged into a colorful light in his hand. He said, "My little pirate girl didn't go home yesterday. Have you seen her?"

Inside the cave, the dim light was torn apart by the fierce confrontation between the two people. The sword light was like a cold moon breaking through the clouds. Sakuraman Ji's eyes were resolute and eager, and the long sword, with the sound of whistling wind, went straight to Feng Feng's face.

"Bonnie took the initiative to contact our compatriots."

Feng Feng did not move, but was as steady as a mountain. Colorful flames burst out from his palms and turned into a layer of flowing light film, easily wrapping the sharp sword blade.

"Are you in a hurry to go out because you want to stop Meteora from making a vaccine?"

The collision between sword and light did not produce the expected clanging of metal, but only the interweaving of light and shadow, as if time had stopped at this moment.

The colorful flames slowly spread along the sword body, like the gentle glow in the morning light, gently and irresistibly turning the power of the sword into something invisible.

Feng Feng held the sword firmly in his hand, his eyes revealing an unquestionable determination: "You have too much resentment and hidden anger in your heart, but violence is not the solution. Tell me, why did you spread the virus?"

The long sword and the colorful flames in Feng Feng's palm continued to clash. Every collision stirred up ripples of light and shadow. The dim torches in the cave seemed to be shocked by this fierce battle of light and shadow, swaying gracefully.

Sakuraman Shu's eyes became more and more fierce, and he poured all his strength into every swing of the sword. The sound of the wind brought up by the tip of the sword was sharp and piercing, like the roar of a dragon or a tiger.

"It's none of your business!"

However, Feng Feng was like a rock standing in the strong wind and huge waves. The colorful flames kept changing their forms, sometimes turning into an indestructible barrier, and sometimes turning into flexible vines that entwined the sword, dissolving Sakuraman Shu's attacks one by one.

As the battle deepened, the stone slabs under Sakuman Shu's feet were shattered by the aftermath of sword energy and flames. Amidst the flying dust, the figures of the two seemed to be dancing in chaos.

Feng Feng pressed on step by step, and finally forced Ying Manshu to the depths of the mine. His voice was low and powerful: "Tell me, where is Bonnie? Your impatience will only make things more dangerous."

As he spoke, colorful flames suddenly surged, illuminating the entire mine as bright as day. The battle between sword and palm reached a fever pitch at this moment.

Sakuraman Jiro knew that continuing to fight would only exhaust his strength, so he kicked the ground hard, retreated violently, and the tip of his sword drew an arc on the ground with sparks flying everywhere. He used the force to leap into the unknown darkness deep in the mine.

There was a flash of determination in his eyes, mixed with some gloomy thoughts towards Bonnie.

As Feng Feng went deeper into the mine with Yingmanshu, the air around him seemed to become heavier, and the echoes in the mine roared in his ears like the roar of a giant beast.

Yingman Ji shuttled through the intricate mine tunnels, each step was extremely heavy, behind him was the sound of Feng Feng's relentless pursuit, and the colorful light that seemed to be able to illuminate all the darkness.

Sakuraman Ji's heart was beating like a drum. He turned around suddenly, and in the dim light, he held the sword across his chest, ready to make a final resistance.

However, just as he was about to fight back, a dark figure suddenly emerged from the shadows at the top of the mine and rushed towards him at an astonishing speed. It was Bonnie!

"Follow me."

There was a flash of anxiety and worry in her eyes. She grabbed Sakuraman Ji's arm and the two of them used the force to leap to the side and disappeared into the deeper darkness of the mine. Feng Feng was left alone, looking in the direction they left under the light, his brows furrowed.

Feng Feng stood at the end of the abandoned mine, surrounded by cold stone walls, and his heavy breathing echoed.

The faint light that barely seeped in from the distant entrance barely outlined his resolute figure.

His brows were furrowed and his eyes were sharp as torches, scanning every inch of the surroundings for possible hiding places.

Suddenly, a slight noise attracted his attention. It was the sound of stone chips sliding gently, which was extremely clear in the silent mine.

He moved slowly, taking each step very carefully, for fear of disturbing something. As he got closer, the sound became clearer, as if it came from behind a seemingly ordinary stone wall.

Feng Feng took a deep breath, and the unique power of recognition in his body surged again. He opened his palms slightly, and colorful flames quietly condensed, ready to deal with any upcoming changes.

Feng Feng stood in front of the hidden stone wall, colorful flames spinning in his palms, like the brightest stars in the night sky, but unable to illuminate anything behind the stone wall.

He slowly stretched out his other hand and gently touched the cold stone wall. He felt an unusual vibration at his fingertips, as if there was another world hidden behind the stone wall.

Suddenly, the stone wall made a low roar, as if an ancient mechanism was awakened, and slowly slid to both sides, revealing a narrow and deep passage.

In the passage, a faint light was looming, guiding an unknown direction. Feng Feng frowned, and a look of determination flashed in his eyes. He knew that this might be the key to solving the mystery of Bonnie and Sakura Manji's sudden disappearance.

"stop!!"

Feng Feng paused, his eyes instantly became solemn, colorful flames condensed in his palm but did not emit, and the air seemed to solidify.

He tilted his head slightly, his ears catching every sound coming from the narrow passage, and saw a beam of faint light that just outlined the resolute figure of Sakuraman Shu.

The tip of the sword was pressed against Bonnie's delicate neck, and the sharp cold light was particularly dazzling in the dim light.

Bonnie's eyes were full of astonishment and confusion. She seemed unable to believe what she was seeing. Her lips trembled slightly, but she could not make a sound.

Sakuragi Jun's face looked resolute and complex in the dim light. Sweat slid down his furrowed brows and dripped onto the cold ground, making a slight sound.

Chapter 777: The Creator's Two-Dimensional Foil

Wednesday, August 14

Feng Feng sat up on the bed, his pupils suddenly shrank, and his mind was filled with memories of his frustration yesterday.

In his memory, a trace of struggle and pain flashed in Sakuraman Ji's eyes in the mine, and then the sword in his hand trembled slightly, and finally slowly dropped down.

Bonnie's eyes flashed with tears as she stared at Fengfeng. There seemed to be thousands of words left to say between the two of them.

At this moment, a low chanting sound came from the depths of the passage, ancient and mysterious. With the gathering of light, an illusory figure slowly emerged. It was some kind of power of spatial dimensionality reduction, slowly revealing the secrets hidden in this mine.

"Why does this thing look so much like the two-dimensional foil in the Three-Body novel? Did Bonnie and the others escape in two dimensions?"

Feng Feng realized that all this was far from as simple as it seemed, and the real challenge had just begun.

The ding-dong sound woke Feng Feng up.

Meteora held a white medical kit in her hand, pressed the doorbell with her jade fingers, tilted her head and whispered, "Is Fengfeng here?"

Feng Feng put on his slippers in a hurry. The floor under his feet was slightly cold due to the coolness of the early morning. He coughed lightly to dispel the remaining sleepiness in his chest.

Adjusting the slightly messy edge of his pajamas, he walked quickly to the door and gently twisted the door lock with his fingers, making a slight and crisp click.

The door slowly opened, and the morning light took the opportunity to slip into the house, interweaving with the soft light inside.

Meteora stood outside the door, the sunlight outlining her soft silhouette, her golden hair swaying gently in the breeze, as if carrying the freshness and vitality unique to the early morning.

She tilted her head slightly, her bright eyes sparkling with anticipation and concern, and a gentle smile hung on the corner of her mouth, as if it could instantly dispel all the haze.

Seeing Feng Feng, her smile became even brighter, and she repeated softly: "Good morning, Feng Feng, the monitoring personnel said that you were injured after being able to fight yesterday, do you feel better?"

The voice was full of delicate care, making this ordinary morning instantly warm and beautiful.

Feng Feng turned around, his face filled with a gentle smile illuminated by the morning light and Meteora's warm smile, and he answered softly:

"I'm much better, thank you, Meteora. Come in and sit down while I tidy up a bit."

There was a hint of apology in his words, as if his untidy appearance had inconvenienced the visitor.

After saying that, he slowly walked into the bedroom. The morning light shone through the half-closed curtains and sprinkled onto the wooden floor, creating mottled light and shadows.

Feng Feng quietly opened the door of the closet, and a faint scent of camphor wood wafted into his nose. Various clothes that Bonnie had prepared for him were neatly arranged inside.

His eyes wandered over several casual outfits for a moment before he finally settled on a simple white T-shirt and a pair of comfortable jeans.

His fingertips gently slid across the clothes, feeling the sense of security brought by the fabric. An inexplicable power surged in his heart, as if even the haze of yesterday was swept away with this simple action.

"Feng Feng, lend me the kitchen for a moment."

Meteora tiptoed into the kitchen. The morning light shone through the window onto her shoulders, giving her busy figure a warm golden edge.

She opened the refrigerator, took out a few fresh eggs, and placed them gently on the countertop with her movements skillful and graceful.

On the stove, the blue flames were jumping, as if it was her silent care and warmth for Feng Feng in her heart.

She picked up a frying pan and gently placed it on the fire. When the surface of the pan was slightly hot, she poured in a proper amount of oil. The oil temperature gradually rose, making a slight sizzling sound.

Meteora picked up an egg and tapped it gently on the edge of the pan. The yolk and egg white slid down and fell perfectly into the hot oil, and a circle of golden ripples appeared on the edge instantly.

She flipped the eggs lightly with chopsticks, and the eggs gradually solidified in the pan, filling the air with fragrance.

At the same time, she did not forget to put a few slices of toast in the steamer next to it, letting them slowly become soft in the steam.

The kitchen is filled with the aroma of food, which interweaves with the occasional bird calls outside the window to form a warm morning song.

After washing up, Feng Feng leaned quietly against the kitchen door frame, her eyes gently falling on Meteora's busy figure. Her every movement seemed so natural and smooth, as if it was a dance tailor-made for this morning.

A gentle smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He stretched out his hand involuntarily, gently put his thumb and index finger together, and drew an imaginary square in the air, as if to freeze this scene into eternity.

"Look, you look just like a newlywed couple from a movie, warm and beautiful."

Feng Feng's voice was gentle, with a hint of teasing, but also full of sincere praise. In his heart, he sighed that he had almost learned the Erxiang Foil.

The morning light shone through the window onto his serious face, and contrasted with the luster of Meteora's hair slightly moistened by the steam. The air between the two seemed to be filled with an indescribable sweetness and harmony.