Zongman: The post-2D era

Her figure gradually blurred in the light and finally disappeared.

Feng Feng himself was once again tightly bound by the thread of fate, but a relieved smile appeared on his face.

Feng Feng freed the Sakura Witch amidst the entanglement of countless threads of fate. After pushing her into the portal, her consciousness began to blur!

As Ange heard the vague words, his own destiny emerged in his mind!

"Fingal" himself is the only survivor of Operation Ice Sea. He is rescued by Ange. After repeating a grade for eight years, he meets the protagonist Lu Mingfei, and his fate begins to unfold. The stage play does not affect the "actors" at all, and fate continues to move forward!

Chapter 905: The Web of Fate

Thursday, December 22

Feng Feng's name was on the list of missing persons at the London Earthquake Relief Center on the eighth day, and bodies had been found in several other missing persons files.

Shirai and Misaka Mikoto returned to Tokiwadai Middle School to attend classes, follow current affairs in the news, and secretly help the top brass in their attempts to create Feng Feng clones.

At the "invitation" of the world's international conference, Britain suffered a crushing defeat, and the three princesses watched in despair as Britain lost its seat among the five permanent members of the UN Security Council.

Most students are watching the news during their education, excitedly discussing a future where they don't have to learn everything about combat and survival in the wilderness.

In the news broadcast, the report that the time fog in the UK is beginning to narrow its scope has excited the whole world!

At the Heart Realm Morning Light Second Research Center, Accelerator and Morning Light Yui are monitoring the data on the screen.

It was determined that Feng Feng had entered the dragon world, and the properties of the "only present" in the 19th century began to become unstable. The project to study dragon genes has produced some results.

Academy City is beginning to turn from defense to offense!

At the edge of Greenland Island, at the location where a large space portal was opened under the ice sea, the blond old man Hilbert Jean Ange, wearing a diving suit, closed his eyes for the eighth time and said in a deep voice: "Time zero."

Eight years have passed since Feng Feng and the Sakura Witch were imprisoned by him with an incredible fate.

Feng Feng has become the new "Fingal"!

Fate began to work, but Angers intuition kept warning him, but he could not find the alien invasion base composed of millions of robots at the bottom of the sand sea.

Inside the train station, Feng Feng frowned, the doubts in his heart spreading like ripples.

When the ability "Time Zero" was activated, the magical light in the eyes of the Sakura Witch beside him flickered, and her red lips opened and closed, telling him something.

However, even after eight years, Feng Feng, who replaced the identity of "Fingal", still could not understand her words.

"Sir, that's eight dollars in total. Your Coke goes better with ice cream. Would you like some?"

Feng Feng blinked, and the illusion of the Sakura Witch disappeared. The hamburger and fries in front of him made him salivate.

At the entrance of the train station, a yellow-skinned, black-haired teenager dragging a suitcase was complaining about his helplessness about having his game seized by customs.

Feng Feng had never seen the wilted boy, but the idea that the boy's name was Lu Mingfei and that he was the protagonist of this world emerged in his mind.

Feng Feng raised his eyebrows slightly, picked up the paper plate full of hamburgers and fries with one hand, and with the other hand he took out a few slightly wrinkled US dollar bills from his pocket and handed them to the smiling clerk.

He calculated silently in his mind that the one hundred dollars had to be spent carefully. After all, he had been held back for eight years now, and every dollar of the scholarship was crucial.

As he turned to leave, his eyes inadvertently swept across the door and passed by Lu Mingfei, who was dragging a suitcase and looking frustrated.

Lu Mingfei lowered his head and muttered, as if he was still bothered by the customs' "instructions", and he didn't notice the ordinary-looking but deep-eyed passerby next to him at all.

Feng Feng paused slightly. In the corner of his eye, Lu Mingfei's back seemed to be telling of something extraordinary, but he just shook his head slightly and continued on his journey.

Fate seemed to have deviated at this moment. Feng Feng's eyes lit up. He had been seeing in hallucinations for eight years that a line in the mesh that was entangled around him like a fishing net had broken!

Feng Feng raised his eyebrows and finished his hamburger and fries, a satisfied smile on his lips.

He glanced around casually, looking for a trash can, and noticed Lu Mingfei looking through his backpack with an anxious look on his face, as if he was looking for something important.

Lu Mingfei looked up from time to time and took out the "Kassel College" school badge to ask for directions, his eyes filled with a mixture of expectation and confusion.

His thin body huddled in the shadows in the corner of the station looked particularly lonely.

"This person is a freshman who has come to Kassel College to register, junior?"

Feng Feng's heart moved, and just as he was about to step forward, he saw Lu Mingfei had already pulled out a crumpled map from the compartment of his backpack. He frowned and studied it carefully, completely unaware of the pair of eyes watching him silently not far away.

Feng Feng stood where he was, his eyes fixed on Lu Mingfei.

Every time he tried to get closer, the broken thread of fate seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, quickly focusing and healing, forming a perfect closed loop.

Lu Mingfei lowered his head to study the map, his thin fingers sliding across the wrinkled paper. Occasionally he looked up and around, confusion and helplessness flashing in his eyes.

Feng Feng slowly raised his hand and lightly touched the air with his fingertips, as if he could feel the fluctuations of that mysterious power.

He took a deep breath, his eyes revealing firmness and determination, and decided to try to approach carefully to uncover the secrets behind this web of fate.

Feng Feng moved lightly to another corner of the station, found a place where he could not be noticed, sat down, and leaned against the cold wall. His eyes passed through the bustling crowd and locked onto Lu Mingfei's slightly thin figure.

The setting sun poured down like molten gold, dyeing the world outside the station orange. The afterglow shone through the tall floor-to-ceiling windows, sprinkling on his profile, adding a touch of gentle color to the slightly heavy atmosphere.

As light and shadow interweave, Feng Feng's eyes become deep and focused. He seems to be able to hear time slowly flowing in his ears, and every second is full of unknowns and expectations.

Lu Mingfei still kept his head down, immersed in the world of the map, unaware of the silent gaze from afar.

Feng Feng observed Lu Mingfei quietly, taking in every subtle movement of the other party.

Feng Feng observed Lu Mingfei. The fact that he was able to enroll in Kassel Academy proved that he was a dragon hybrid and possessed the ability of words. The Web of Destiny might be Lu Mingfei's ability of words.

Lu Mingfei took out a thick coat from the slightly worn suitcase. The coat seemed to carry the memories of countless cold nights, and the edges had turned slightly white.

He carefully put his coat on his shoulders, then curled up on the cold seat in the station. His eyes gradually lost focus, and finally slowly closed, falling into a deep sleep.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the window, casting patches of light on his face, casting a faint golden glow on his slightly tired sleeping face.

The breathing sound gradually became steady, along with the whispers of people coming and going in the station, creating a peaceful and slightly sad picture.

A corner of his coat slipped off, revealing his thin ankles, which looked particularly lonely in the warm afterglow.

"Are you the 'Ice Sea Dragon King' who used his power on me? You look ordinary on the surface, but you don't look like a poor kid without a girlfriend!"

Suddenly, a ten-year-old boy in a suit appeared next to Lu Mingfei.

Although he was only about ten years old, he had an upright figure and a handsome face, like an aristocrat who had walked out of an oil painting from an old era.

This scene made Feng Feng, who was not far away, break out in cold sweat. His heart suddenly tightened, as if his throat was being strangled by an invisible hand.

The young man in the suit lowered his head and whispered softly to Lu Mingfei, who had just woken up from his sleep, but no sound came out from his lips.

The way she spoke was exactly the same as when the Sakura Witch spoke to her!

Chapter 906: Fate Contradicts

Friday, December 23

On the ninth day, Feng Feng's name was hung on the signboard of the London Earthquake Relief Missing Persons Center. It was moved away and replaced with a new one.

Shirai and Misaka Mikoto returned to Tokiwadai Middle School to attend classes, following current events in the news, and secretly planning to "steal" the Fengfeng clones created by the top brass out of the research center.

At the "invitation" of the World International Conference, Britain announced that the time fog had been controlled, but the three princesses discovered in despair that it was impossible for Britain to regain its seat in the permanent five.

Most students in education follow the news and excitedly discuss this "overreacted doomsday prophecy."

In the news broadcast, the report that the time fog in the UK has narrowed its scope and fixed on London has excited the whole world!

At the Heart Realm Morning Light Second Research Center, Accelerator and Morning Light Yui are monitoring the data on the screen.

In 19th century London, horse-drawn carriages were running, and in 21st century London, lights were always on in the gray fog, constantly overlapping.

After Feng Feng entered the dragon world, the attributes of the "only present" in the 19th century began to become unstable, but the 21st century was even more unstable.

Academy City has just begun to turn from defense to offense, and the rhythm of doomsday has made the dark rulers decide to invade the dragon world!

At the edge of Greenland Island, where a large space portal was opened under the ice sea, millions of robots began to spread all over the world.

At the train station at night, Feng Feng, who had transformed into the new "Fingal", met Principal Angers who had just returned from the Ice Sea.

In his eyes, fate began to accelerate, but Angé's intuition kept warning him, making him decide to take a risk and gamble on Feng Feng.

When the alien invasion base composed of millions of robots at the bottom of the sand sea began to operate, Angers also said to Feng Feng: "You are not Fingel!"

The rumble of the train was like thunder, Feng Feng frowned, and the doubts in his heart spread like ripples.

In another carriage, Lu Mingfei exaggeratedly said that Professor Guderian was a psychopath and Kassel College was a "dragon-slaying game university."

"Aren't you questioning me like Lu Mingfei? "Fingal", no, someone named Finger."

Angé held the wine glass, carefully observed Feng Feng who was sipping coffee, and frowned and asked.

"You do not believe?"

Angé gently shook the wine glass in his hand, and his deep gaze seemed to penetrate the dim light and fall on Lu Mingfei's slightly exaggerated yet energetic figure.

The corners of his mouth curled up into a smile, and he whispered to himself: "This world is really full of wonders. Just like Kassel Academy, an institution dedicated to slaying dragons."

"It's like I believed in the parallel world and tried to convince a person who was... no, a passer-by in two worlds through this absurd induction training."

At this time, the lights in the car were swaying, and a virtual introduction about the dragon clan was playing on the projection screen. Amid the interweaving of light and shadow, Angers said.

"Feng Feng, you are from another world!"

Feng Feng's face looked exceptionally calm, his eyes lingering between the screen and Angers, as if he was trying to digest all this unimaginable information.

Seeing this, Ange sighed inwardly, slowly stood up, and walked towards Fengfeng, ready to start a deep conversation about belief and truth.

Feng Feng's eyes moved between Lu Mingfei and Ange, and finally fixed on Ange's meaningful smile. He stretched out one hand, palm facing up, as if to catch the fate that was about to be revealed.

"Principal Ange, you made me believe that I am from another world. So, where are you going to lead me? What role do you want me to play in this dragon-slaying game?"

As they were talking, the night outside the train was as dark as ink. The occasional passing lights danced on the windows, interweaving with the flashing images of dragons on the screen inside the carriage to form a strange and mysterious picture.

Angers eyes became firm. He patted Feng Feng's shoulder gently and whispered, "Follow me, you will see everything."

Feng Feng followed in Angers' footsteps and stepped into the depths of the train's front. Under the dim light, nineteen sophisticated and complex combination locks were unlocked one by one, making crisp and tense sounds, as if an ancient mechanism was awakened.

When the last lock popped open, a cheap notebook that seemed out of place in the high-tech atmosphere appeared. The cover was slightly mottled, showing some signs of time.

Angé gently opened the notebook. The pages were yellowed and the handwriting was crooked, but extremely eye-catching - "System, destiny points, main task: kill Lu Mingfei, reward: Black Wang Li".

This line of words seemed to have magical power, causing the surrounding air to freeze for a moment.

Feng Feng's eyes were fixed, with a myriad of thoughts surging in his mind. The words on the notebook were like torches in the dark night, illuminating the outline of an unprecedented conspiracy.

The lights in the car seemed to be even dimmer at this moment, with only the faint light from the notebook remaining, casting mottled shadows on the two people's faces, and the atmosphere was heavy and weird.

Feng Feng stared at the crooked Chinese handwriting on the notebook, and Angé's deep and powerful voice echoed in his ears, telling the story of the original owner of the notebook - the previous Finkel.