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.
"How is that possible?"
The three chiefs on the side couldn't believe this.
"Look at his information" yelled the skinny man. The big four of the Dojo of Limits headquarters stared.
"His ID is 426123203806083211" followed a burly, tall chief, "He was born on 6/8/2038, which is to say, he's only 19 years old this year! A 19 year old examiner?"
"19 years old?"
Chairman Zhou Zheng Yong and Zhu Ge Tao and the others exchanged glances. All of a sudden, everyone went silent.
If seeing 'Luo Feng' and 'Jiang-Nan headquarter city's Yang Zhou city' could make one suspect that it's just a person with the exact same name, everything was cleared up after seeing the identification number! Since everyone has their own unique ID number. This message came from the Dojo of Limits world headquarters, so they must have went through a series of procedures; there's no way they accidently wrote the wrong person's name!
"It's really Luo Feng"
"It's really him"