With such an explanation, Luo Feng was more than anxious to go.
That night, Luo Feng informed his family.
Year 2061, December 3rd, Morning.
After the family had breakfast together, Xu Xin drove to her office, Luo Feng informed his family: "Dad, mum, I won't be here until the afternoon, I'll be back at night for dinner. Ping Ping, Little Hai, listen to your grandparents at home..." He bent down to kiss his two sons goodbye, leaving the house. His body became a blur within the yard before vanishing altogether.
High in the sky.
Luo Feng flew swiftly in the air, past the clouds, continuously heading higher, the sun above the clouds was getting increasingly glaring.
Within one breath, he flew to 8000m above sea level, floating in mid air.
"Babata, get the Black Dragon ship out. Right, first initiate the cloaking, don't get detected by the satellites." Luo Feng's thoughts spoke.