Year 2056, in a city in the Yuan Jiang Su Jin area. On top of a ruined, shattered six story residential apartment sits a teenager wearing a combat vest, militaristic trousers, and alloyed battle boots. On his back is a hexagonal shield and equipped is a blood-shadow battle knife. He sits there silently on the edge of the roof. At this time, the sparkling sky was shining and there was a refreshing breath within the air that blew towards him. However, there was only silence within the ruined, deserted city, with an occasional howl that makes your heart skip a beat.
At first, the leaders of the organizations, like the ninth prince, brought millions and tens of millions of thunderstones to exchange at the thunder castle! This wasn't weird.... however, later on, since those with thunderstones have already exchanged them a long time ago, barely any large transactions appear.
"Lord Wu, here are 9.02 million thunderstones" with a flip of his hand, a spatial storage ring appeared.
The fat, white bearded old man extended his hand to take it. With a quick check, he couldn't help but to raise his head towards Luo Feng: "Kiddo, you surprise me more and more. It seems like you don't have that much authority in the alliance. With your previous exchanges, the total amount of thunderstones you used exceeds 10 million"
"Luck," Luo Feng smiled.
"Luck can't explain some things," the white bearded old man smiled and stopped talking there.