Zongman: The post-2D era
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Eri followed him, holding many snacks given by the adventurers.
Feng Feng's gaze finally stopped in front of a towering statue. The statue had a broad base, on which was carved a brave young man in silver armor, fighting with a giant dragon. The young man's eyes were firm and courageous, as if they could penetrate the dust of time and look directly at every soul that stopped to gaze.
The sun shines through the clouds, giving the statue a light golden glow. The words engraved on the plaque sway gently in the breeze: "Dragon-slaying hero, son of goddess Hestia, Bell".
Eri leaned closer curiously and whispered the words, her eyes sparkling with longing and admiration for the heroic deeds.
Feng Feng was just lamenting that he had come to a world after the plot was concluded, but Eri placed her hand on the statue and murmured with tears in her eyes:
"The soul of this black dragon is crying."
Feng Feng's heart trembled suddenly. He had never expected Hui Liyi to react like this.
Eri's slender fingers were gently placed on the cold stone surface of the statue, and her tears fell silently like pearls from a broken string, dripping onto the edge of the nameplate and causing tiny ripples.
Her eyes looked through the statue, as if penetrating the barriers of time and space, and saw the tragedy and glory of that ancient battle.
The statue in the sunlight seemed to come alive at this moment. The black dragon's scales flickered in the tears, carrying reluctance and sadness. A deep and ancient voice of the soul echoed around the two, making the surrounding air heavy and sad.
"I won, but my companions and the goddess are all dead! It's so painful... If you kill me... the black dragon will be resurrected..."
Feng Feng grabbed Eri, who was still immersed in sorrow. Her tears streaked down her face like transparent traces.
He took her quickly away from the statue that seemed to have magic power, and weaved through the passing crowd, trying to escape the depressing atmosphere.
The sunlight stretched their shadows behind them. Feng Feng's voice was gentle but firm: "Eri, those are things of the past. Don't let them affect you. What you have to do now is to live happily in this world and be full of smiles every day."
He gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and their figures gradually blended into the bustling crowd, as if all the sadness had been blown away by the wind.
Feng Feng gently patted Eri's shoulder, gave her a few gentle instructions, and watched her happily blend into the crowd and walk towards the bustling market not far away.
As he turned around, his steps became steady and firm, and he once again stepped towards the towering statue. The afterglow of the setting sun stretched his shadow long, interweaving with the outline of the statue, as if crossing the boundaries of time and space.
He stared at the statue, with inexplicable emotions surging in his heart, recalling the mysterious goddess he met yesterday. Her beautiful face coincided with the name "Hestia" engraved on the base of the statue.
A breeze blew by, bringing with it a faint scent of flowers. He seemed to hear the whispers of the goddess. In this quiet evening, everything seemed so mysterious and charming.
Feng Feng and Eri meet again in an alley at the edge of the market, and the sunset dyes the alley orange. Eri's face has fewer tears, but more determination.
She held Feng Feng's hand tightly, with a determined light in her eyes: "Feng Feng, I want to save the black dragon. Its soul is crying, and I can feel its pain and unwillingness."
Feng Feng was stunned for a moment, looking at Eiry's serious expression, feeling mixed emotions.
At the end of the alley, the afterglow of the setting sun shone on the mottled wall. Eri's figure was stretched out, and her eyes were filled with unprecedented determination.
It seemed that at this moment, she was no longer the little girl following him, but a warrior with her own beliefs and courage.
Fengfeng finally agreed to Eri's request, but Eri returned to the shrine of the Yamata no Orochi and said that she would prepare things to save the black dragon.
Back at the Yamata no Orochi Shrine, Eri walked through the ancient wooden structures with ease. The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the paper windows, illuminating the shrine in patches.
She knelt in the center of the shrine, with various ancient talismans and sacrificial items placed in front of her, her expression focused and pious.
Her fingers lightly traced the spell, and every stroke seemed to communicate with the ancient power. The faint scent of incense filled the air, isolated from the hustle and bustle outside the shrine, and this was a quiet and solemn world.
Eri's eyes sparkled with determination and courage, and she whispered softly, as if praying to the Yamata no Orochi for strength to prepare for the upcoming adventure.
The moment Feng Feng stepped into the Orario Adventurer's Guild, the heavy wooden door slowly closed behind him, isolating him from the noise of the outside world.
The guild was brightly lit, with portraits of heroes and adventure maps of past dynasties hanging on the walls, and the air was filled with the mixed smell of tobacco and leather. He walked to the front desk, and an elderly receptionist squinted his eyes and looked at the uninvited guest.
"I want to know the legend of the dragon-slaying hero Bell." Feng Feng's voice echoed in the empty hall.
The receptionist nodded slowly, pulled out a roll of yellowed parchment from the drawer, and gently unfolded it.
In the picture, Bell is wearing silver armor, holding a long sword, and stepping on the corpse of a black dragon. The background is the darkness and fire deep in the underground. Every detail is vivid, as if you can hear the roar of the distant battle.
Feng Feng stared at the painting, feeling an indescribable shock in his heart, as if he were also in the epic battle.
In the legend of the dragon-slaying hero Bell, it is said that Bell defeated the black dragon on the 100th floor of the underground layer and has been sealing the black dragon's corpse ever since.
"The dragon slayer eventually becomes a dragon? This is indeed very dragon-like. We can't let Eri come into contact with this world."
Feng Feng stood at the front desk of the Orario Adventurer's Guild and handed the receptionist a photo of Eri with a solemn expression. The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the window, dappling his profile, gilding his resolute outline.
"Please keep an eye on this girl for me. If she tries to enter the dungeon, please stop her."
His voice was low and powerful, and every word revealed unquestionable determination.
The receptionist took the photo and looked at Eri's innocent smile carefully. A hint of doubt flashed across her eyes, but then she nodded and solemnly put the photo in a thick registration book.
Feng Feng turned and left, his back looking particularly lonely under the setting sun.
The door of the guild slowly closed behind him with a heavy sound, as if it was also drawing a heavy end to this unknown journey of protection.
Chapter 972 Dating Agreement
Friday, February 25
On the campus network, the quarterfinals of the Food Wars Contest are being broadcast live, and one person has a bye.
Feng Feng took Eri to the school to complete the admission procedures, allowing her to first learn the necessary knowledge and skills for adventure.
After making all the arrangements, Feng Feng walked through the intricate corridors of the research institute with ease, and finally stopped in front of a research room filled with ancient books and scrolls.
Under the dim light in the room, Matou Sakura was buried in a pile of yellowed papers, her eyes behind her glasses sparkling with a desire for knowledge. When she heard footsteps, she looked up and her eyes met Feng Feng's gently.
"Jantong, I need your help with something." Feng Feng went straight to the point, with a barely perceptible urgency in his tone.
"Have you ever studied the ancient records about Bell's dragon-slaying legend? I want to know the truth that may be hidden in them."
Sakura Matou nodded slightly, a hint of curiosity and excitement flashed in her eyes. She then stood up and led Feng Feng to a large table covered with maps and manuscripts. The two stood side by side, immersed in the mist of the ancient legend.
Under the dim light, Feng Feng and Matou Sakura stared at the spread-out manuscript. The words on it seemed to possess an ancient power, pulling them into a deep world.
Feng Feng's fingers gently traced across the lines of writing, his brows furrowed. "These records seem to imply that the black dragon is not just a physical entity, but the embodiment of some abstract concept."
Matou Sakura nodded, and her slender fingers tapped the table lightly, making a crisp sound:
"Yes, based on the descriptions in many ancient books, I speculate that the black dragon is actually the embodiment of human evil. As long as there are negative emotions such as greed, jealousy, and hatred in human society, the black dragon will follow like a shadow and never disappear."
Feng Feng and Matou Sakura looked at each other, both with solemnity in their eyes. Matou Sakura bit her lower lip and made up her mind: "The existence of this black dragon is a huge threat to the main world. We must take action to seal it in this copy."
As she spoke, her fingers quickly flipped through the manuscript, looking for a way to seal it.
Feng Feng looked at her determined profile. Although he had some concerns in his heart, when he thought of Eri, he sighed secretly and did not object.
At this moment, the lights in the laboratory seemed even dimmer, and the air was filled with a tense and solemn atmosphere. The figures of the two people appeared particularly resolute in the swaying light and shadow.
Just as Feng Feng was about to say goodbye, Matou Sakura suddenly reached out and gently grabbed the corner of his clothes, with a hint of playfulness and anticipation in her eyes.
She raised the corners of her mouth slightly and asked softly, "Feng Feng, do you remember that we agreed last week to go on a date together this weekend?"
Under the light, her face was soft and warm, like the warmest spring breeze, gently blowing across Feng Feng's heart.
Feng Feng was stunned, and the promise that he had forgotten because of his busy schedule quickly flashed through his mind. Then he smiled apologetically, his eyes full of tenderness: "I'm sorry, Jian Tong, there have been too many things going on recently, and I almost..."
He was interrupted by Matou Sakura halfway through his words. She shook her head gently, her eyes flashing with understanding and encouragement: "It's okay. The important thing is, do you still remember it now?"
The dim light stretched the two people's shadows into long ones, reflecting on the quaint floor of the laboratory.
Feng Feng gently patted Matou Sakura's hand that was holding the corner of his clothes, and smiled gently: "Meet at the school gate at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning. I will definitely arrange an unforgettable date plan."
His eyes were full of sincerity and apology, as if he wanted to make up for the busyness of the past few days by turning it into sweetness for tomorrow.
When Sakura Matou heard this, a bright smile suddenly bloomed in her eyes. She nodded gently, let go of his hand, and watched Feng Feng leave.
The door closed gently, leaving the room in silence, and her heart filled with overflowing expectations, like the brightest stars in the night sky, illuminating this ancient night.
Feng Feng returned home, and the moonlight shone through the gaps in the curtains, scattering patches of light in front of his bed. He sat in front of the computer, tapping away at the keyboard, booking tickets for tomorrow's trip to the amusement park.
Then he set the alarm for six in the morning to make sure he had enough time to prepare and give Sakura Matou a perfect surprise.
However, although my body was exhausted, my mind was filled with excitement and guilt and it was difficult for me to fall asleep.
He turned over and lay down, looking at the ceiling, with Sakura Matou's gentle smile and her expectant eyes constantly appearing in his mind.
As the night deepened, the occasional barking of dogs in the distance could be heard outside the window, making the house even quieter. Feng Feng tossed and turned in this tranquility, silently planning every detail of tomorrow in his mind.
Feng Feng sat up from the bed. The pressure on his bladder forced him to get up and go to the bathroom.
When he passed by Eri's room, he noticed that it was unusually quiet, without any breathing or movement. Feeling a little uneasy, he gently pushed open the door, only to see that the room was as clean as before, but no one was there.
The moonlight shone through the gaps in the curtains, illuminating the bed in patches, making it look particularly desolate.
Feng Feng's heart tightened and he quickly put on his slippers, walked out of the room quickly, and looked around the house for Eri.
However, every corner was quiet, as if she had never existed. Finally, his eyes fell on the computer in the living room. The screen was still on, showing the information of the Dicuo copy.
Feng Feng came out of the bathroom and walked involuntarily towards Eri's room, but when he reached the door, he hesitated.
Under the moonlight, his shadow was stretched out long and projected on the floor, looking somewhat lonely. He stared at the half-open door, feeling mixed emotions.
Finally, he sighed, turned around slowly, and walked back to his room with heavy steps. Inside the room, the bed was neatly made, and the moonlight sprinkled on the pillow, giving off a soft luster.
Feng Feng lay down, looking at the ceiling with empty eyes. The voice of Eiry whispering that she wanted to help Hei Long seemed to still echo in his ears.
He closed his eyes, trying to put it all behind him and let himself fall asleep, but the uneasiness in his heart was like a ghost in the night, lingering for a long time.
In the early morning, the first ray of sunlight quietly entered the room and sprinkled on Feng Feng's sleeping face. On the bedside table, the alarm clock lay quietly, the pointer stopped at midnight, the battery compartment was half open, and a depleted battery rolled weakly to the side.
Outside the window, the sound of birds singing can be heard one after another. The world has quietly awakened, but Feng Feng is still immersed in his dreams, completely unaware that the agreed time is quietly passing.
The sunlight gradually filled the entire room, dyeing his eyelashes with a faint golden glow, but the alarm clock that was supposed to ring at six o'clock was silent, as if the pause button had been pressed along with time.
In Feng Feng's dream, he happened to dream that he was late for a date, and Sakura Matou was waiting for him until her hair was burning with anger, and she grabbed him and beat him up.
Chapter 973 Gancheng Glory Amusement Park
Saturday, February 26
On the campus network, the top five finals of the Food Wars Contest are being broadcast live.
At the entrance of Gancheng Huihuang Amusement Park, Feng Feng met Matou Sakura with an awkward look on his face and listened to her introduce the date location for today.
This amusement park was built at the height of the bubble economy. In recent years, the number of holiday visitors has not exceeded 3000. It is also notorious as the worst dating place. The biggest problem now is that if the number of visitors does not reach 25 within three months, it will have to be closed.
Feng Feng scratched his head, with a look of apology in his eyes: "Xiaoying, I'm so sorry, I didn't expect this place..."
"It's okay, Fengfeng-kun." Matou Sakura smiled gently, with a cunning light in her eyes, "Actually, I think you made a good choice."
"Look, there's almost no one here today. It's like we own the whole paradise. We can quietly enjoy the time that belongs only to us."
As she spoke, she took Feng Feng's hand, and the two of them stepped into this slightly desolate but retro-charming amusement park. The sunlight shone through the sparse clouds, casting a layer of warm gold on their backs.
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