Zongman: The post-2D era

The boy's eyes were deep, with a hint of curiosity and shyness; the girl's eyes were lively, with a sly smile on her lips.

The two were exchanging glances, as if discussing something, and from time to time they secretly glanced at Feng Feng, as if they were hesitant to speak.

The lights inside the car softly fell on their young faces, adding a bit of vitality to the slightly dull carriage.

Finally, the boy mustered up the courage and gently pushed the girl's shoulder. They both spoke almost at the same time, their voices clear and pleasant: "Um...Excuse me, are you going to Freedom College too?"

"Can you take us with you? We can't get into that place!"

There was anticipation but also a hint of nervousness in their tone, as if they were afraid of disturbing this strange and slightly melancholy travel companion.

Just as Feng Feng was about to speak, Sanri Yuejing's clear voice, as clear as a silver bell, suddenly sounded, with a hint of playfulness and urgency: "Feng Feng, come and sit over here. I brought some snacks to help you on your journey!"

She said, patting the empty seat next to her, an inviting glint in her eye.

Hearing this, Feng Feng's mouth corners unconsciously rose and he gave the twins an apologetic smile. That smile contained both tenderness and understanding.

Upon seeing this, the twins smiled at each other, relief and curiosity flashing in their eyes, as if they were even more interested in the relationship between the two traveling companions.

Chapter 769 Sword Art Online: The Creator

Tuesday, August 6

Feng Feng turned around and walked briskly towards Sanriku Kan. When he passed by the twins who were preparing to get off the car, he nodded slightly to show his friendliness.

After sitting down, Sanrizuki Jing took out a box of exquisite snacks from her delicate little bag and gently pushed it in front of Feng Feng. The snacks gave off an enticing aroma that instantly filled the surroundings.

She picked up a piece and handed it to Feng Feng's mouth, her eyes full of expectation and tenderness.

The afterglow of the setting sun shines through the car window and onto them, freezing the scene into a warm picture, as if time has become slow and beautiful at this moment.

The train started slowly, shuttling between the night and the stars, with the lights in the carriage dim.

Suddenly, a strange wave overflowed from the Sanri Yuejing pendant and turned into points of light, surrounding the two of them.

A hint of surprise flashed across her eyes, and then a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "It seems that our journey will be more interesting than expected, Feng Feng. This pendant seems to have sensed something special..."

After saying this, she gently grasped the pendant, closed her eyes and sensed it. The air in the car seemed to solidify, and a power that did not belong to this world was quietly awakening, foreshadowing that what was about to unfold was a wonderful adventure across dimensions.

Feng Feng hummed, and watched Sanriku's eyelids opening and closing, and then he fell into a deep sleep, and said, "I still have to go save Asuna and the others, and I will get off in the Creator's world."

"The twins of unknown origin also got off the bus. You will continue to sleep and return to school safely... Goodbye, thank you for your confession."

Following the warm reminder on the train broadcast that "The Creation Station is about to arrive, passengers who are getting off please be prepared", Feng Feng slowly stood up, holding tightly in his hand the suitcase containing Asuna's computer.

The surface of the suitcase has a faint metallic luster under the dim light, as if carrying a heavy mission and hope.

With a determined look in his eyes, he walked through the gradually quieter carriages and finally stopped in front of the slowly opening train door.

The moment the car door opened, a stream of fresh air from the outside mixed with the unique coolness of the night rushed in, forming a sharp contrast with the warmth inside the car.

Feng Feng took a deep breath, as if he could draw strength from it to move forward.

He stepped out of the car and stood on the platform of the Chuangzaozhu Station. He was surrounded by passengers hurrying by. Each of them had his or her own destination in mind, and their hurried figures were visible under the lights.

Feng Feng walked through the bustling world of the Creator with quick and determined steps, and the computer in his suitcase seemed to be his only compass.

In the night, the building of Meteora Games Company is brightly lit, like a lighthouse, standing out among the silent buildings around it.

He pushed open the heavy glass door, and a gust of air mixed with the aroma of coffee and electronic components rushed towards him.

The receptionist looked up with a hint of curiosity in her eyes, but quickly returned to her professional smile. "Hello, how can I help you?"

Feng Feng walked straight towards the general manager's office without much greeting, leaving behind a series of footsteps that echoed in the empty hall.

The door was half open, with soft light shining through. He knocked gently and then pushed the door open.

In the office of General Manager Meteora, the light is softly and focused on every inch of the space. The walls are covered with game design sketches and award certificates, and the air is filled with an atmosphere of unlimited pursuit of creativity.

Meteora sat behind a large desk, dressed in a neat business suit, with a look of curiosity about Feng Feng in his eyes as he asked, "Who are you?"

“I want you to make a game.”

Feng Feng stood in front of the table, holding the computer containing the key data tightly in his hand, looking at Meteora firmly.

He gently turned on the computer, the screen lit up, and familiar scenes from "Sword Art Online" appeared on it, but they were mixed with distorted and unknown elements, foreshadowing the arrival of changes.

Meteora's attention was instantly attracted by the scene on the screen, and his pupils flashed with shock and admiration that was difficult to conceal.

She stood up gently, walked around the desk, and stood side by side with Feng Feng. The two of them stared at the virtual world where light and shadow were intertwined.

In the picture, the moment when swords intersect seems to freeze time, and every frame reveals the producer's extreme pursuit of details and deep devotion to the story.

"This... this is a masterpiece beyond imagination!"

Meteora's voice trembled slightly, and her eyes were filled with endless admiration for Asuna.

Looking at the lighting effects and the smoothness of the characters’ movements, every scene looks like a carefully crafted work of art.

Asuna...she is not just a game designer, she is a true dream weaver, using code and creativity to build a fascinating world. "

Meteora's body unconsciously leaned forward, almost shoulder to shoulder with Feng Feng, with only the computer screen flashing with magical light between them.

Her eyes were shining with desire and wonder for the unknown world, as if she was also traveling through every corner of "Sword Art Online" with those lights and shadows.

It was not until Feng Feng coughed lightly that she came back to her senses. Her cheeks flushed slightly and she quickly stood up straight. Her hands unconsciously stroked the hem of her clothes, tidying up her slightly messy posture due to excitement.

She took a deep breath and refocused her gaze on Feng Feng, with a bit more determination and resoluteness in her eyes.

"Feng Feng, your certificate is too precious. I know the significance behind it. But... I cannot accept your request based on this alone."

Meteora's voice was gentle but powerful. She shook her head slightly, with an unquestionable determination in her eyes.

"Asuna's legacy and the world she created require more careful consideration and planning. Please give me some time, and let us work together to find the most appropriate path for the future of Sword Art Online."

After saying that, she turned and walked to the window, with her back to Feng Feng, leaving him with a deep and complex back, as if she was facing unknown challenges and choices alone.

Feng Feng smiled slightly, and that smile showed both trust and relief. He gently placed the computer in his hand on Meteora's desk. The machine seemed to have become a bridge connecting the past and the future.

"The Creator's World can make entertainment works real. I hope this can save Asuna and the others."

Then, he slowly took out a crystal that shone with a faint blue light from his pocket - it was a unique return item in "Sword Art Online", which built a miracle door between reality and virtuality for a moment.

"Meteora, everything has already begun. I hope you won't make a decision to stop me."

Meteora's gaze narrowed slightly as the crystal appeared, and a hint of surprise and confusion flashed in his eyes.

Feng Feng opened his lips slightly and whispered "Return to the Starting Station". The crystal suddenly shone brightly, covering the entire office in a soft and mysterious blue light.

After the blue light, Feng Feng disappeared.

Meteora stared at the crystal left on the table, which was still emitting a faint blue light, and an unprecedented sense of urgency surged in his heart.

She slowly approached, and lightly touched the cold luster with her fingers, as if she could feel the call and warning from the depths of "Sword Art Online".

"The creation coming into this world is a disaster. Is another great collapse coming?"

She took a deep breath and decided not to hesitate any longer.

Turning and walking towards the huge mainframe behind the desk, Meteora's eyes became unusually firm.

She entered the password expertly, unlocking the deepest level of permissions in the system. The cursor on the screen flashed, waiting for her instructions.

Two years later, in the Creator World, Meteora, the hero who saved the world last time, sounded the alarm to his former friends, partners and the entire world!

Chapter 770: Searching for the Creator

Wednesday, August 7

With his fingers hovering above the keyboard, Meteora took a deep breath and began to tap rapidly on the keyboard. Each tap was like a beat on the drum of fate, heavy and powerful.

On the screen yesterday, the sound of Feng Feng's departing footsteps gradually dissipated in the empty corridor, leaving only Meteora and the lingering blue light in the office.

She stared at the screen, her eyes flashing with a mixture of determination and worry.

"Anime, games, novels...what kind of work did this person come from?"

The finger gently slides across the mouse, and the cursor shuttles through the dense ocean of data. Every click is like opening a door to an unknown world.

Suddenly, Meteora's eyes focused, and the data stream on the screen began to fluctuate abnormally, as if some hidden power was awakening.

She took a deep breath and said silently in her heart: "For Asuna's dream and wish to save the world, and for the future of this world."

Then, she quickly typed out a series of complex instructions on the keyboard, her fingertips jumping like a dancer, weaving a web of hope between numbers and symbols.

"I'm going to use the 'Contingency Plan' again."

The red box on the screen locked onto Feng Feng who was walking on the street. Feng Feng raised his eyes, and the red light of the surveillance camera was reflected in his pupils. He opened his mouth:

"I'm in Akizukihara, you can come to me if you have anything to say."

Meteora clenched her fists, her nails almost digging into her palms. She stared at the screen. Feng Feng's figure gradually blurred in the surveillance screen, but left a deep mark in her heart.

He murmured unconsciously, "Don't think I don't dare..." Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, with unquestionable determination.

She stood up suddenly, and the chair made a harsh friction sound due to the sudden movement, echoing in the empty office.

Meteora's eyes moved away from the screen, across the empty desk, and finally fell on the closed door.

She took a deep breath, as if she wanted to absorb all the hesitation and fear into her chest and then exhale it all at once.

Meteora stepped out of the taxi. The night breeze from Akizuki Plain brushed her cheeks with a slight coolness, and the street lights made her shadow long and lonely.

She walked quickly along the route she remembered, each step she took with a resolute determination that would not renounce.

Finally, she stopped at the familiar street corner and looked around, looking for Feng Feng.

However, what came into view was not the mysterious figure, but a girl in a gorgeous maid outfit, who was gently handing tissues to passers-by, with a warm smile on her lips, as if to dispel the chill of the night.

The sunlight shone on the tips of her hair, giving her a soft silver edge, which formed a sharp contrast with the indifference of the people hurrying around her.

Meteora's heartbeat accelerated. She slowly approached the maid, trying to make her tone sound calm and polite:

"Excuse me, have you ever seen a man who is very handsome, has long black hair, and looks a little special?"

Her eyes lingered on the maid's face, trying to catch any hint of reaction.

Hearing this, the maid paused for a moment with the tissue box in her hand, a complex emotion flashed across her eyes, and then the warm smile on her lips gradually faded, replaced by a faint coldness.

"Oh, are you talking about the boss of the gaming company who looked down on maids and thought the maids in maid cafes were not maids?"

There was a subtle hint of sarcasm in her words, and her eyes looked straight at Meteora, as if she could see through her heart.

"You misunderstood, I..."