Zongman: The post-2D era

Feng Feng was slightly stunned. He didn't expect Xue Nai to ask this question so directly. He looked at her, with a complex emotion in his heart.

He knew that although Xue No's words were direct, they hit the core of the problem. He did have such an idea that his arrival could change everything.

Feng Feng smiled bitterly and shook his head. His eyes swept over the expectant farmers again, and a feeling of helplessness and heaviness surged in his heart.

He looked up at the sky, and the azure blue sky seemed to be watching him silently, as if waiting for his answer.

"This is an inevitable choice for Datang to maintain its technological advantage."

Feng Feng's voice was low and firm, and his eyes fell on Xue No again, "But this does not mean that we can ignore their plight. On the contrary, we should work harder to change all this."

Having said that, Feng Feng turned and walked towards the farmers, his steps firm and powerful.

Chapter 619: The Broken Ke of the Medicine House World

Monday, March 13

Yukinoshita Yukino teaches Rikka and the villagers the elementary and junior high school parts of modern knowledge.

The sun shines on the fields, and Fengfeng's arrangement warms the hearts of every farmer like a spring breeze.

He stood beside them, his figure looking taller in the sunlight. His eyes were firm and deep, as if he could see into everyone's heart. He opened his arms slightly, as if embracing the whole field, and his voice was full of power and conviction.

"I will teach you all the sciences," Feng Feng said earnestly, and every word fell into the hearts of the farmers like pearls. "I'm sorry, it's a hundred years late."

As he finished speaking, a breeze suddenly blew across the fields, blowing the farmers' clothes and the hope in their hearts.

They looked at Feng Feng with expectation and trust in their eyes. They knew that this brave man from the ninth floor would lead them to a brand new future.

When the farmers heard Feng Feng's words, they immediately showed excitement and anticipation on their faces. They shook their heads, as if they wanted to deny all the suffering and misfortune, just to welcome the coming changes.

Uncle Zhang's hands were shaking with excitement, and his eyes were red: "Fengfeng, you are the hope of our village! We have waited for this day for too long!"

Li Siniang couldn't help wiping away tears and choked up, "Yes, we are not afraid of hardship, but we are afraid of having no hope. Now that we have you, our village finally has hope!"

In the fields, the sun shines on every expectant face, and also on Feng Feng's firm and gentle eyes. He smiles and nods gently, as if he has seen the hopeful fields of the future.

Feng Feng looked at Celie and said, "Fulilian and I will go back to Loulan a hundred years ago to complete the legend of the brave. I'm counting on you here."

Fulilian gently held Celie's hand, her eyes full of concern and warmth. She knew that Celie had paid a huge price to come here, and although she looked strong on the surface, her body was still weak.

“Celie, your wounds haven’t healed completely yet, so you should use your magic in moderation.” Fulilian’s voice was soft but firm, like a stream of clear water flowing through Celie’s heart.

Celie nodded slightly. She felt Fulilian's concern and understood her current situation. She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and began to adjust her magic.

The air around her seemed to be drawn by her magic and began to flow slowly. A mysterious atmosphere permeated the air of Loulan, as if the threshold of the magic world had quietly opened.

"Everyone, I'm leaving."

As soon as Feng Feng finished speaking, everyone's eyes were focused on the direction he was waving.

There, a quaintly shaped train slowly approached, like a long dragon of time, traveling through a hundred years, and finally arrived at this quiet village.

The body of the train shines with the sun's light, reminding people of the chariot of the sun god in ancient legends.

The sound of rolling wheels echoed across the fields like a passionate hymn, awakening dormant historical memories.

The farmers stood up one after another, their eyes full of awe and curiosity. Uncle Zhang and Li Siniang were so excited that their eyes filled with tears. They knew that this was not just a train, but a train of hope leading to the future.

The villagers exclaimed in amazement, their faces full of shock. To them, this quaint train was like a miracle from a myth.

It is not just a means of transportation, but also a symbol of the connection between the future and hope. Uncle Zhang's eyes widened, his lips trembling, as if he could not express his inner shock in words. Li Siniang clenched her hands tightly, tears welling up in her eyes, she murmured to herself: "Is this true?"

The air in the fields seemed frozen, with only the roar of the train echoing. Farmers gathered around, their faces full of desire and curiosity. Some reached out to touch the body of the train, as if they wanted to confirm the authenticity of all this.

Some people looked up at the sky, as if praying that this magical train could bring them a new life.

Feng Feng gently waved his hand to Yukinoshita Yukino, his eyes full of determination and tenderness.

Xueno stood at the edge of the field, her eyes following Fengfeng's figure, as if she wanted to imprint every detail of him in her heart.

She bit her lower lip, trying to control her emotions and not let the tears fall. She knew that this was Feng Feng's choice and his mission. She silently blessed him and hoped that everything would go well for him.

Feng Feng turned around and stepped onto the train steps with Fulilian. Their figures looked so firm and resolute under the sunlight.

The train started slowly, and the sound of the wheels rolling echoed across the fields, as if telling us that a new journey was about to begin.

Feng Feng and Fulilian sat in the carriage, looking out the window at the village that was getting farther and farther away. Their hearts were full of expectations and determination. They knew that the road ahead was still long, but as long as they had each other by their side, they had the confidence to overcome every difficulty.

As the train slowly left the platform, everyone's eyes followed its trajectory until it disappeared from sight.

There was total silence in the fields, with only the gentle breeze blowing, bringing the echo of the roar of the train going away.

Uncle Zhang San and Li Siniang were still standing there, their eyes closely following the train, as if they wanted to engrave that hope and vision for the future into their hearts.

Uncle Zhang's eyes were slightly red. He gently patted the back of Li Siniang's hand and whispered, "This is true. We can really move towards the future."

Li Siniang nodded, tears flashing in her eyes, but a smile appeared on her lips. She looked up at the sky, as if she saw the dawn of the future.

As the train went away, Yukinoshita turned around and faced a group of villagers with expectant eyes. She took a deep breath and tried to calm her excitement. She knew that the next task was equally arduous, and she had to lead these people into an unknown future.

Yukino gently raised her hand and pointed to the forest beside the field, which was full of greenery and vitality. Her voice was gentle but firm: "Our future lies in that forest."

Everyone looked in the direction of her finger. The trees in the forest were swaying their branches, as if welcoming them. Uncle Zhang frowned and asked doubtfully, "What future can there be in the forest?"

Xue Nai smiled slightly, as if she saw the confusion in Uncle Zhang's heart. She said softly: "If Feng Feng succeeds, according to the agreement, there should be a Chinese pavilion in the mountains that has experienced a hundred years of vicissitudes. On the plaque of the pavilion, the words 'Lan Ke' are engraved."

"That's an allusion in ancient Chinese legends. According to legend, there was an immortal on Lan Ke Mountain who played a game of chess for hundreds of years. When he returned to the human world, he found that a thousand years had passed and his chess friends had already turned to dust. That pavilion was a sign of Feng Feng's success."

Chapter 620: The Loulan War in the Medicine House World

Tuesday, March 14

"I'll try to recreate the magic of the past."

Celie's spell echoed in the air, as if carrying a magical power, making the whole field fall into deep contemplation. Her words were like a spring breeze, blowing away the fog in the hearts of the villagers and letting them see hope for the future.

Celie suddenly rose from the ground and flew lightly to the distant mountains and forests. Her figure was graceful, like a phoenix spreading its wings and soaring.

Everyone was amazed, their eyes following her figure. Uncle Zhang and Li Siniang held each other's hands tightly, their eyes full of admiration and trust for Celie.

Soon, Celie disappeared into the forest. Everyone waited anxiously, and suddenly, a dazzling light burst out from the depths of the forest, illuminating the entire sky. The light seemed to contain a mysterious power that made people feel awe.

At this moment, Celie reappeared in the sky in everyone's sight. She stood in front of an ancient pavilion that exuded an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.

On the door of the pavilion, the two words "Lan Ke" are engraved. The font is simple and powerful, as if telling a piece of ancient history.

The image changed, revealing a panoramic view of the Loulan War a hundred years ago.

Everyone's eyes were instantly attracted, as if the distant picture had brought them closer. In the image, yellow sand filled the sky, and the ancient city of Loulan was crumbling in the flames of war. The brave warriors, wearing armor and holding spears, engaged in a fierce battle with the enemy.

The rumbling of war drums, the sound of horses' hooves, and the flashing of swords and sabers interweave into a magnificent picture of war.

Fulilian's figure appeared in the image. She held a staff in her hand and muttered something, releasing powerful magic to help the warriors resist foreign enemies.

Magic and arrows intertwined, flames and frost danced together, and every attack carried the power to destroy the world. Under the impact of magic, the enemy army retreated step by step and was eventually forced to evacuate Loulan.

"Flillian, don't let the war destroy you."

Celie's words echoed in the air, carrying with them endless mystery and solemnity. Her gaze penetrated the barrier of time and space, as if she saw Loulan a hundred years ago.

Suddenly, a strong wave of magic burst out from her staff, forming a huge magic circle. The magic circle rotated in the air, emitting dazzling light, and dyed the surrounding air with a mysterious color.

Then, the light gradually became softer, as if there was a force slowly guiding something. Celie's figure gradually became blurred, and then disappeared into the air.

When she appeared again, she was already in the Loulan battlefield a hundred years ago. She saw the brave Feng Feng and Fulilian, who were fighting fiercely with the enemy.

Celie walked towards them with a smile, and with a light wave of the staff in her hand, a powerful magic repelled the approaching enemy.

Celie's figure shuttled across the battlefield, her staff like a sharp sword, pointing the way to victory.

She saw Feng Feng and Fu Lilian, fighting side by side, brave and fearless. Feng Feng held a spear, and every swing was as powerful as thunder, while Fu Lilian waved her beautiful skirt, releasing cold magic, freezing the enemy one by one.

Celie walked towards them with a smile, and her presence made the two feel at ease. She gently waved her staff, and a beam of light enveloped the three of them.

The light contained the magic of time and space, which gradually faded their figures, as if they were blown away by a gust of wind. When the light faded, the three of them were already in the original site of Lan Ke Pavilion a hundred years ago.

Feng Feng's visor reflected a dazzling light in the sunlight, and his eyes were firm and deep.

He looked around, as if he wanted to take in the entire forest. Fulilian gently held his hand, her eyes full of trust and support for Feng Feng.

Feng Feng turned to look at Celie, his eyes flashing with determination, like a bright star.

He took a deep breath and said, "According to the legend of Loulan's brave warriors, I will help Loulan quell the war alone."

Celie looked at him, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, but more of it was admiration and trust. She smiled and nodded, and gently waved her staff, and a ray of light enveloped Feng Feng.

Feng Feng felt a powerful force surging into his body, and his eyes became more determined, as if he had transformed into a legendary hero.

Feng Feng turned around, his eyes were firm and deep, as if he had crossed the barrier of time and space and saw the hope of the future. He said to Celie and Fulilian: "A hundred years later, if you see Lan Ke, it means that I have succeeded."

Celie and Fulilian smiled at each other. They knew what Feng Feng meant.

Lan Ke, that is also a legend of the ancient country of Loulan. It is said that only a true hero can find it. Feng Feng's words are undoubtedly his expectations and promises for his future.

Feng Feng turned around and strode towards the battlefield. His back looked even taller in the sunlight, like a true hero.

Celie and Fulilian watched him leave. They knew that at this moment, Feng Feng had transformed into a legendary brave man, fighting for the peace of Loulan.

Feng Feng stopped and turned to look at Celie, his eyes gleaming with a deep light. He took a deep breath and slowly said, "Celie, there is something I left in Lan Ke Pavilion."

Celie was slightly stunned, then she understood what Feng Feng meant. She smiled and nodded, and waved her staff gently, and a ray of light enveloped Feng Feng. Feng Feng felt a warm current flowing into his heart, and his body seemed to be surrounded by a mysterious power.

Feng Feng turned around and strode towards the battlefield. His figure looked taller and more upright in the sun, like a real hero. His heart was full of determination and faith. For the peace of Loulan, he was willing to pay any price.

Feng Feng's figure gradually blurred in the light, but his heart was full of firm belief. In the legend of Loulan City, he would quell the war and protect peace with his own strength. At this moment, his past life in China was also facing a situation of gods.

Feng Feng's figure suddenly appeared in an ancient courtyard, which was where his past life in China was.

In the courtyard, a woman in a fairy dress was sitting cross-legged. In front of her was a chessboard with black and white pieces interlaced on it, an image of a game played by gods.

Feng Feng watched the game quietly. He could feel the powerful aura emanating from the woman, a calm and profound aura that had been precipitated over the years.

The woman looked up at Feng Feng, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, but more of it was expectation.

Feng Feng took a deep breath and nodded slightly to show that he understood her concerns.

His eyes fell on the woman in green again, and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes. He knew that his actions must be cautious and decisive, and he must not bring unnecessary chaos to the world.

He slowly walked towards the woman and said, "I am from Loulan, and I have a favor to ask of you."

There was a hint of surprise in the woman's eyes, but she didn't say anything. She just waited quietly for Feng Feng's next words.

Feng Feng continued, "I hope you can lend me a hand to end the war in Loulan in a peaceful way."