Zongman: The post-2D era

The sky in the Academy City in the real world is bright and sunny, but the sky in the heart world is still overcast and no sunlight can be seen.

Although Misaka Mikoto left the heart world, her lightning illuminated the entire city, and the deserted streets looked like a ghost town.

In the second branch of the Chenguang Research Institute, Chenguang Wei looked at and whispered:

"You don't have to threaten me. I won't let you take away Misaka Mikoto's Level 6, Heart Realm!"

"Aren't you afraid that I will control you to take off your clothes and dance right now?"

Chen Guangwei called out "Shokuhou Misaki" again, her voice trembling and unwilling, but her eyes were fixed on Feng Feng, her eyes full of questions:

"You used 'cognitive impairment' to trick me into being trapped in the mind realm. Was it just to satisfy your own perversion? Was all this planned for Shokuhou?"

Feng Feng smiled lightly, with a hint of teasing in his eyes: "Yes, Shokuhou's 'psychological control' ability is more than just controlling people's hearts."

"She can make you fall into her carefully woven 'cognitive disorder' without you even realizing it, and you can't distinguish between reality and illusion. And you, Chen Guangwei, are just a pawn in her plan."

When Chen Guangwei heard this, she felt a chill rushing from the soles of her feet to the top of her head. She widened her eyes and looked at Shokuhou Misaki in disbelief.

Shokuhou shrugged innocently, with a sly fox-like smile on her face, as if to say, "Yes, I did it. What can you do to me?"

Chen Guangwei saw Shokuhou Misaki flicking her fingers, and the remote control in her palm flashed an ominous light, trying to control her.

She screamed in fear, as if she had seen the most terrifying demon, and instantly hid behind Feng Feng's broad back, clinging to her only shelter like a frightened deer.

Her hands tightly grasped the clothes on Feng Feng's back, her fingertips turned white due to the force, her eyes were full of fear and helplessness, but she found a trace of inexplicable peace in this chaos——

It seems that as long as I hide behind this man, all the malice in the world can be isolated.

Feng Feng's body shook slightly as he felt the dependence and trembling coming from behind. His eyes were complicated, but he said nothing. He just stood there quietly, becoming an insurmountable barrier.

Chen Guangwei clung to Feng Feng, as if he was her only lifeline at the moment. Seeing this, Shokuhou Misaki frowned, and dissatisfaction flashed in her eyes.

She snorted softly, and the light of the remote control in her hand dimmed. Then she cast a reproachful look at Feng Feng, as if to say, "You decide."

After saying that, she turned around and strode towards the door of the laboratory. The sound of her high heels hitting the ground echoed in the empty room, carrying a hint of anger and unwillingness.

The door was pushed open suddenly and then closed heavily, leaving behind a series of echoes that slowly dissipated in the air.

In the laboratory, Chen Guangwei was still trembling, while Feng Feng stood quietly with deep eyes, as if he was thinking about some important decision.

Chen Guangwei gradually calmed down. She gently patted Feng Feng's strong shoulders, a grateful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she said with a bit of sarcasm:

"Hey, Feng Feng, you are such a popular guy that even a queen like Shokuho is jealous of you. I have to be careful and not be overwhelmed by the jealousy of your suitors."

As she spoke, she blinked, as if she was really amused by this sudden "rival in love".

Chen Guangwei's smile seemed particularly warm under the light of the laboratory, completely different from her previous fear and helplessness, as if to say, I was just coping and pretending to rely on you to make Shokuhou angry.

Feng Feng looked determined and said in a deep voice: "Chen Guangwei, we need to reshape the mind world and make it an independent psychological world, no longer controlled by Misaka Mikoto's lightning."

He stretched out his hand, and his fingertips gently slid across the non-existent interface in the void, as if he was outlining a grand blueprint. "Imagine that this will become our secret base, a safe haven that transcends reality and belongs only to us."

As he spoke, the air around him seemed to vibrate slightly. Chen Guang could only vaguely feel an invisible force quietly surging. The space in the mind seemed to be redefined, and a strange and tranquil atmosphere gradually spread.

Feng Feng's focused and deep eyes seemed to be able to see into people's hearts, giving Chen Guangwei great encouragement.

Chen Guangwei took a deep breath and walked towards the computer next to the experimental table with helplessness but a hint of determination.

Her slender fingers danced on the keyboard, the code on the screen scrolled like water, and she whispered: "I can try, but you have to help me, there are some places I may not be able to handle."

Upon hearing this, Feng Feng strode to her side. His tall figure loomed over her, bringing a sense of reassurance.

He leaned over, his fingers lightly placed on the keyboard, interlacing his fingers with Chen Guangwei's, and the two of them weaved the future of the heart world together.

The light from the screen shone on their focused faces, and the air was filled with tension and anticipation.

The night was falling, the moonlight was bright, Feng Feng and Chen Guangwei stood on the edge of a tall building roof. The wind was cool, and it made the corners of their clothes rustle.

Feng Feng held a silver lightning rod in his hand and, following Chen Guangwei's precise instructions, slowly inserted it into the preset position in the center of the roof.

His movements were steady and his eyes focused, as if he was performing a sacred ritual.

Chen Guangwei tightly grasped the intercom and nervously directed: "Another half an inch to the left, yes, right there! Fix it, we have to make sure it can withstand the strongest lightning."

In the park downstairs, the lights are dim and it is quiet.

In the center of the square, the newly built portal glows a faint blue light in the night. Within the circle with a diameter of two meters, complex and mysterious magic spells are carved on the ground, like the mark of an ancient civilization, quietly waiting to be awakened.

Feng Feng lowered the thick electric wire from the roof and carefully connected it to the metal interface next to the portal along the pre-laid hidden route. Every touch sparked a slight spark, foreshadowing the extraordinary changes to come.

Feng Feng held the intercom tightly, and his steady voice penetrated the night wind: "Chen Guangwei has confirmed that everything is ready and we can proceed."

Then he looked up at the dark sky, his eyes flashing with determination.

On the other end of the intercom, Chen Guangwei's voice was filled with a hint of tension and anticipation that was barely noticeable: "Shokuhou, are you ready? We only have one chance. Once we start stealing the heart realm, it will trigger a lightning strike!"

Before he finished his words, a crack suddenly appeared in the sky, and blue lightning roared out like an angry dragon, falling with power that shook the world.

The lightning followed the lightning rod and lightning rope installed by Feng Feng, and rushed into the glowing portal in the center of the square with great force and accuracy.

The moment the lightning came into contact with the portal, the entire space seemed to be lit up, the blue light became stronger, and the spell pattern seemed to be activated, bursting with dazzling light.

The circular metal portal makes the night look dreamlike, and a drama about the interweaving of the mind world and reality begins.

Chapter 871 The truth of the world

Sunday, November 20

The sky in Academy City in the real world is bright and sunny, while the sky in the heart world is cloudy and turning to light rain.

Misaka Mikoto's lightning illuminated the entire city, and there was a huge lightning pit in the center of the deserted street.

In the second branch of the Chenguang Research Institute, Chenguang looked pale as he retested the data:

"Something must have gone wrong. How could a fool like me discover the truth about the world?"

Chen Guangwei lamented the decisiveness of "Shokuhou Misaki" leaving, with trembling and unwillingness in his voice, but his eyes were fixed on Feng Feng beside him, his eyes full of questions:

"You are still using 'cognitive impairment' to trick me into being trapped in the mind realm, right? Tell me you are lying to me!!"

Feng Feng shook his head slightly, frowned, and used both hands to push away Chen Guangwei, who had an anxious face, and stood in front of the screen flashing complex data.

His eyes were as sharp as an eagle, fixed closely on the constantly changing gravitational parameters and electromagnetic field analysis reports. Those data were like jumping notes, weaving unknown secrets.

The cold light of the screen reflected on his resolute face. When he turned his head to look at Chen Guangwei, his eyes were full of calmness and determination:

"But data don't lie. What we are facing may be far beyond our imagination, but the truth is hidden behind these numbers."

"It's no big deal that the real world and the current mind world without a master are highly consistent. Haven't you always known that there are superpowers in the world?"

Feng Feng's body was pushed to one side by the morning light, and their shoulders, arms and even chests were entangled with each other, like two trees eager to explore the sunlight, competing for that crucial view in the narrow space.

Chen Guangwei's eyes were glued to the screen, as if she wanted to imprint the data of gravity parameters, electromagnetic field analysis reports, etc. on her retina. She parted her lips slightly and murmured:

"This is impossible... How could there be such an amazing degree of coincidence... Could it be that the laws of the real world are really idealistic?"

Her voice was as thin as a mosquito's, but it echoed in the silent research institute with a hint of disbelief.

"You and I, and even Shokuhou who hurriedly left, are all characters imagined by some 'human or god'?"

"Don't be ridiculous, I don't admit it, I will never admit it!!"

Feng Feng frowned and instinctively stretched out his arms to hug Chen Guangwei, who was on the verge of collapse, tightly, trying to give her some comfort.

In front of this narrow study chair, the two people's shoulders, arms, and even chests were entangled like travelers eager to keep warm in winter, but they never expected that this hug would become an unexpected catalyst.

Suddenly, a subtle but clear sound of clothes tearing broke the silence in the room, like a sudden wave on the surface of a calm lake.

Chen Guangwei's black skirt was inadvertently torn open, revealing her fair and slender thighs underneath. Her skin glowed faintly under the cold light.

They both lowered their heads at the same time, their eyes unexpectedly falling on the abrupt patch of white. For a moment, the air seemed to freeze, and even their breathing became cautious, leaving only each other's accelerated heartbeats echoing in this small space.

Feng Feng suddenly loosened his arms, allowing Chen Guangwei to breathe. His deep eyes shone with unprecedented light, and he said softly but powerfully:

"Wei, you are a genius who is about to prove the idealism of the world. Don't let the momentary shock bring you down."

Upon hearing this, Chen Guangwei hurriedly covered the unintentional crack in her skirt with her hands. Her white thighs were faintly visible between her fingers, and two red clouds quickly appeared on her cheeks, turning from pale to crimson, just like peach blossoms blooming in the morning light, so beautiful and tempting.

"Some scientists say that the truth of the world is like the scenery under a girl's skirt. It is indeed true."

She lowered her head, her eyelashes trembling slightly, as if every blink was dispelling the panic and shyness in her heart, and that unintentional touch of red became the most moving scenery in this small space.

Feng Feng had just breathed a sigh of relief and was about to discuss with Chen Guangwei the feasibility of using the Heart Realm as the secret base of the "wrong" organization, but he saw Chen Guangwei behave out of character and suddenly move closer.

She gently held Feng Feng's face in her hands. Her eyes, which usually sparkled with curiosity and determination, had lost their luster. The blush on her face quickly faded and became extremely pale, like a patient who had lost too much blood.

There was both confusion and determination in Chen Guangwei's eyes, as if she was experiencing some unspeakable inner struggle. When her cold fingertips touched Feng Feng's warm skin, both of them held their breath involuntarily, and a subtle tension and anticipation filled the air.

Feng Feng's Adam's apple moved unconsciously, and his eyes fell involuntarily on Chen Guangwei's increasingly paler red lips, as if the deepest secret in the world was hidden there.

Chen Guangwei's lips had lost their former blood color, and they opened and closed gently. Every word he uttered seemed to be squeezed out from the depths of his soul:

"Why...why did you design all this to make me voluntarily trapped in this illusory world of the mind? Why did you let Misaka Mikoto leave and leave me here?"

Her voice was weak and trembling, full of confusion and questioning. Her cold fingertips tightly grasped Feng Feng's arm, her nails almost embedded in the skin, leaving shallow marks.

"You already know that the real world is subjective! What do you want to do by staying with me?"

Feng Feng's heart suddenly tightened, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes, but he still looked back at her firmly, trying to find the answer from those eyes that had lost their luster.

"Ever since I heard the word 'necessary', I've started to have dreams. In the dreams... I was trapped on a spiritual ocean, and there was another me who looked like me, nailed to the surface of the lake by a huge two-handed sword."

Chen Guangwei's thoughts surged like a tide, and fragments of memory flashed through her mind quickly. She recalled that the first time she heard the name Feng Feng was when Misaka Mikoto said there was a strange guy who could handle anything.

Later, the laboratory was set up with traps and flames, leaving no way out. Feng Feng escaped in an incredible way, leaving behind a series of puzzling mysteries.

At this moment, these fragments intertwined into pictures in front of Chen Guangwei's eyes. She seemed to see Feng Feng turning around in the firelight, with unknown secrets hidden in his deep eyes, and she was walking step by step into the trap he had set.

"So you are the 'Lord' of the real world, the guy staring at the cross in the church!"

Chen Guangwei's red lips were as pale as paper petals covered with a thin layer of frost in the early morning of winter. She suddenly stood on tiptoe and kissed Feng Feng's lips gently but firmly in an irresistible manner.

This kiss carried a sense of determination, but also seemed like a silent question, with coldness and warmth blending in an instant.

When their lips parted, she raised a sneer at the corner of her mouth, her eyes flashing with complex light, and asked softly:

"Have you ever thought that I would suddenly kiss you at such a moment and in such a way? My Lord!"

As she spoke, she breathed slightly, and her eyes seemed to hide an endless abyss that made it impossible to look away.

Chapter 872 The Disappearing Morning Light

Monday, November 21