Looking at the dark muzzle of the gun, Zhao Ge's face showed no fear, only shock.
"You... Who exactly are you?"
He asked this question for the second time.
"I told you, the chief designer of the Mars colonization plan, the name and resume are all real.
As for why there's a barrier to long-distance travel... emm... that's a bunch of sad stories, too long to tell..."
The shock on Zhao Ge's face couldn't be concealed. After a moment of silence, he glanced at the restraint device on his body and then at the other few people in the cabin, who were on alert.
"So... you really are a high-level executive at Wanwu Holding?
The so-called immigration invitation... Was all this a conspiracy designed from the start?"
"Hehe! The universe is magnificent and indifferent, and most importantly... surrounded by a vacuum.
Don't you think this makes an ideal place for conversation?
