Zongman: The post-2D era

Feng Feng casually asked while operating the game controller: "Eri, you stayed up late last night to finish reading the book "Dragon Tribe 3". Do you want to meet Lu Mingfei in it now?"

Before he finished speaking, Uesugi Eri's eyes flashed slightly, but then a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she did not answer directly.

The next second, her fingers were jumping rapidly on the controller, as if weaving an invisible war song, and her character in the game suddenly jumped up, "Nisan idiot!"

A set of gorgeous combos poured out like flowing water, knocking Feng Feng's game character to the ground. The words "Game Over" flashed on the screen, and a relaxed and subtle atmosphere filled the air.

Feng Feng stood there in a daze, his eyes following Eri's light departing figure, his mind full of the vague words "Nissan idiot".

I don’t know if she was talking about the game character or something else. In the corner of the room, Lu Mingfei sighed.

In a corner of the room, the shadow slowly lengthened, and Lu Mingfei's figure quietly emerged. He leaned against an old wooden cabinet, his hands in his pockets, with a look of helplessness and self-mockery in his eyes.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the half-open curtains, sprinkling on his slightly lonely face, adding a touch of warmth to this slightly depressing scene.

"Perhaps this is for the best. I, a knight who caused the princess' death, should not have existed in the first place."

He sighed softly, and that sigh seemed to carry countless unspoken stories, slowly drifting in the air, interweaving with the aftermath of the game.

Feng Feng frowned slightly, glancing at the dim figure in the corner of the room, with a hint of confusion and ridicule in his tone:

"Hey, Lu Mingfei, you've been haunting me like a ghost all day long, but you refuse to show up in front of Eri. What's wrong? Are you feeling guilty?"

Lu Mingfei's figure looked even lonelier under the setting sun. He raised his eyes slightly, a complex emotion flashed across his eyes, and a bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth:

"Ashamed? Yes, I feel so ashamed of her that I have lost the courage to face her. It's fine for me to just hide in the dark and watch you guys laugh."

As he spoke, he slowly lowered his eyes, and the eyes that once sparkled with determination were now filled with haze, as if even the light of the setting sun could not penetrate the heavy layer of melancholy.

Lu Mingfei's words were full of self-mockery and sharpness. He slowly raised his head, and his eyes, which were filled with gloom, were now flashing with an inexplicable light as he looked directly at Feng Feng.

"By the way, Feng Feng, you are so kind-hearted in saving Eri, but are you hiding some shameful thoughts in your heart? Do you want to covet our Eri's beauty? Humph, a person like you, wouldn't you also feel guilty towards Matou Sakura? After all, she is busy with the reconstruction of the school for you."

Feng Feng's face changed slightly when he heard this, but then he returned to normal. He smiled and shook his head, with a hint of teasing in his eyes: "Lu Mingfei, you are judging others by your own standards. I saved Eri purely because we are friends, and I have no other request. As for Matou Sakura, I have a clear conscience. I will do my best to complete what she asked me to do."

Lu Mingfei looked carefully into Feng Feng's eyes, which were clear and firm, without any trace of greed or desire.

He felt a mixture of loss and relief in his heart, as if a huge rock had fallen to the ground, or like a gust of wind blowing through his desolate heart.

He spoke slowly, his voice low and full of trust: "Feng Feng, I can see that you are sincere to Eri. I hand her over to you, I hope you can take good care of her and don't let her get hurt again."

As he spoke, he patted Feng Feng's shoulder gently, with an indescribable heaviness and entrustment in that action, just like an old father handing his beloved daughter to someone he can trust, his eyes filled with deep expectations and reluctance.

Feng Feng glanced at Lu Mingfei again, whose tone was like that of an old father, and asked him to stop bothering him. However, Lu Mingfei asked him first if he wanted to be a savior and said that the world needed him.

Feng Feng heard this and smiled helplessly. He glanced at Lu Mingfei and said jokingly, "Hey, Lu Mingfei, what's wrong with your old-fashioned tone? You're still talking about being a savior, just stop bothering me."

Before he finished speaking, Lu Mingfei's eyes suddenly became fiery. He took a step forward, put his hands on Feng Feng's shoulders, and said solemnly:

"Feng Feng, honestly, this world needs you. Not as a savior, but as someone who can bring happiness to Eri."

"Look at the world outside. The situation of graduates from magic schools is worrying, but you and I may be able to change something."

If the Sakura Witch's dimensional upgrade is the path she has chosen on behalf of all the people of London, then the dimensional reduction of the Dragon World is the price!

Feng Feng's expression became solemn. He listened intently to Lu Mingfei's whispers, as if the whole world had stopped.

Lu Mingfei's voice was deep and powerful. He described the secrets hidden deep within the school, the truth about the time-transformation phenomenon.

Those are cracks left in the process of dimensional upgrading, like scars of time, tearing reality apart inadvertently.

In the picture, the silhouettes of the two people are elongated under the dim light, interweaving into a complex pattern.

Lu Mingfei's hand gestures drew arcs in the air, as if depicting the familiar yet unfamiliar dragon world.

There was a strange light flashing in his eyes, which was an exploration of the unknown and a struggle against fate.

Feng Feng frowned, his eyes revealing firmness and determination. He seemed to see the dragon land shrouded in incomplete dimensionality reduction, waiting for them to unveil its mysterious veil.

Feng Feng stared at Lu Mingfei, his eyes gradually showing a complex luster, like a glimmer in the abyss, flickering. He opened his mouth, but found that his throat was dry and he couldn't speak for a while.

After a moment's silence, he slowly lowered his eyelids, and his long eyelashes cast a faint shadow under his eyes, like the fluttering wings of a butterfly.

A look of melancholy and enlightenment emerged on his face. Just as Lu Mingfei felt ashamed to see Eri, Matou Sakura also felt ashamed to see Lu Mingfei.

"The shame of God is also the shame of the world!"

The strong and independent girl who is now busy with the reconstruction of the school seemed to be standing behind him at this moment, looking at him quietly with an apologetic and distressed look in her eyes, but was reluctant to take a step forward.

Chapter 945 Yaqi Shrine

Saturday, January 30

Although this world is a modern society, a graduate from a magic school has even less financial prospects than an ancient noble!

The main reason for this is that various magical problems often arise in this world.

Inside the Yaki Shrine, Feng Feng and Uesugi Erie were cleaning together.

The magicians who graduated from the school were tasked with solving magical phenomena in various places and were carefully assigned according to the regions.

Feng Feng held a broom and moved lightly among the ancient trees of the Yamata no Orochi Shrine. The sunlight shone through the sparse clouds, dappled on his focused face.

Uesugi Erie was carefully wiping the stone steps of the shrine. Her hair was occasionally blown by the breeze, carrying a faint scent of cherry blossoms.

Although the two chose to stay here due to the shortage of manpower, they had no complaints. The ancient painted horses and wind chimes around them swayed gently, as if whispering, adding a bit of solemnity and tranquility as guardians to the young magician pair.

As night falls, the Yamata no Orochi Shrine is covered by a thin veil of moonlight.

Fengfeng and Eri are both homeless people. Although the Yaqi Great Snake Shrine has no worshippers, it is still a shrine after all, and it is not bad to use it as a place to live.

Fengfeng and Eri sat on the stone steps in front of the shrine, next to them were the embers of the extinguished bonfire, with a few sparks still flickering stubbornly.

Their eyes revealed a hint of confusion about the future, yet they leaned on each other, seeking comfort.

In the moonlight, the outline of the shrine looked soft and mysterious, as if it was their only small safe haven in this vast world.

Eiry leaned lightly on Fengfeng's shoulder, and the two shared this rare peace, as if the ancient power of the Yamata no Orochi Shrine was silently protecting them and allowing these homeless souls to find peace.

Feng Feng gently held Eri's hand tightly, his eyes firm, "Eri, we have to speed up. Recently, there have been frequent incidents of poisonous snake bites near the Yaqi Great Snake Shrine, and there are rumors on the Internet that the Yaqi Great God is angry because there are no offerings."

"After you accepted the mission yesterday, I looked up ancient books and found that Yamata no Orochi likes dampness. Perhaps these poisonous snakes are related to its power. Tonight, we will guard the depths of the shrine and find out the truth."

Under the moonlight, the two figures intertwined as they passed through the dense forest. The hissing of snakes could be faintly heard among the ancient trees deep in the shrine. The air was filled with an ominous atmosphere, as if every step was on the edge of the unknown and danger.

"Nisan, I... am the White Emperor of the Dragon Clan, the Yamata no Orochi of the Human Clan!"

When Feng Feng heard this, his pupils suddenly shrank. He saw that the poisonous snakes that had been hiding in the dark seemed to have heard the command, and they came out from the dead branches and leaves, like a black torrent, rushing towards the two of them.

These venomous snakes came in various shapes and colors, but they strangely slowed down and lowered their heads when approached, as if they were performing an ancient ritual.

The most eye-catching thing is a huge three-headed serpent monster. It is covered with scales that shimmer with a faint light. Its three heads represent the colors of earth, water and fire respectively, and it has a strong magical fluctuation on its body.

There was a gleam of wisdom and majesty in its eyes as it led the group of snakes slowly forward. The air was filled with an ancient and sacred atmosphere that inspired awe.

Facing the venomous snakes rushing in, Eri looked at Feng Feng nervously and asked in a low voice: "Nisan, what should we do?"

Before he finished speaking, the poisonous snakes lowered their heads at the same time, as if they were performing some kind of mysterious salute.

The most shocking thing was the three-headed snake monster. It slowly opened its huge mouth and spoke in human language:

"Honorable White Emperor bloodline, please forgive our ignorant offense. From now on, we will protect this land and never do evil again."

Its voice echoed among the ancient trees with deep awe and sincerity.

The three heads turned in different directions, with strange lights flashing in their eyes, as if they were making some ancient oath.

The poisonous snakes around also hissed, and the air was filled with a solemn and sacred atmosphere that made people feel awe involuntarily.

With the help of Fengzhai Eri, he announced the reopening of the Yamata no Orochi Shrine, which would not only complete the mission but also provide a place for the two of them to live.

Feng Feng coughed twice, straightened his spine, looked at Eri firmly, and his voice was full of unquestionable strength:

"As a descendant of the White Emperor, Eri has the responsibility to reopen the Yamata no Orochi Shrine and let its glory shine upon this land once again."

There was a complex light flashing in Eri's eyes, showing both hesitation and determination.

She nodded slowly and raised her hands lightly, as if sketching some ancient spell in the air.

The three-headed snake looked at Eri cautiously, and seeing that she was not angry, it turned to Feng Feng. Its huge body swayed slightly, and its three heads made low and respectful voices:

"We will fully support the reopening of the shrine. But according to ancient customs, a grand ceremony may be needed to show sincerity and reverence."

Beside Fengfeng, Eri frowned slightly, her dissatisfied eyes were like cherry blossoms in the morning dew, clear and yet carrying a power that could not be ignored.

The dragon power that she inadvertently exuded made the air around her freeze.

The three-headed serpent sensed the pressure, and its huge body trembled slightly. Then, all three heads lowered in unison, almost touching the ground, with fear and humility in its eyes.

"Your Excellency, descendant of the White Queen, we have been rude. There is no need for a ceremony to reopen the shrine. We only ask that you withdraw this pressure and allow us to breathe."

There was a hint of tremor in the three-headed serpent's voice, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from an ancient abyss, echoing in the dense forest illuminated by the moonlight.

Its scales glowed faintly in the night, as if each one was expressing its reverence for its ancient bloodline.

Seeing this, Eri sighed softly, her eyes softened a little, and she slowly put away her invisible majesty, and the air around them began to flow again.

Feng Feng and Eiry were about to respond to the three-headed snake monster's request, when suddenly, they felt an inexplicable chill behind them and they turned around at the same time.

In the direction of the main hall of the shrine, the originally silent night was torn apart by an indescribable force, and the shadow of a huge eight-headed statue slowly emerged. Each head had a different shape, majestic and mysterious, as if it had crossed the boundaries of time and space and came from ancient times.

The moonlight at this moment became extremely strange, and was gradually stained with an ominous blood color, shrouding the entire shrine in a strange and sacred light.

The eyes of the eight-headed statues seemed to travel through the void and meet their gazes. An ancient and powerful force surged in their hearts, causing Feng Feng and Hui Liyi to hold their breath involuntarily. The air around them seemed to freeze at this moment.

The real White Emperor of the Dragon Clan appeared in this magical world in the form of a god!

Chapter 946 Three Methods to Calm the Gods

Sunday, January 31

Although this world is a modern society and the graduates of magic schools are higher in status than ancient nobles, it still cannot change the evil deeds of the Yaki Shrine!

Inside the Yaki Shrine, Feng Feng and Uesugi Erie were eating lunch together while looking up information.

The magicians who graduated from the school were tasked with solving magical phenomena in various places, and the three methods of suppressing gods were the main means of solving problems concerning gods.

To deal with the Yamata no Orochi, you can pray for the statue of Susanoo, hold temple fairs and ceremonies to appease it, or at worst, you can use the dimensional magic circle!

After dinner, Feng Fengben would perform dimensional summoning and began to set up a summoning array among the ancient trees of the Yamata no Orochi Shrine.

Uesugi Erie was carefully wiping the statue in the shrine, her hair occasionally blown by the breeze, carrying a faint scent of cherry blossoms.

The ancient painted horses and wind chimes swayed gently, as if whispering, soothing the White King's soul.