At the International Conference Center in Geneva, security had been raised to the highest level as soon as the agenda for the Space Conference was finalized.
If anything happened to Chen Mo here, no one could bear the responsibility, nor could anyone withstand the Ant Army Group's wrath.
As things stood, Chen Mo's technological capabilities made him seem like a god.
An hour before the Space Conference began, reporters from various countries were already waiting at the conference center. This was Chen Mo's first appearance before the media and the public since Mars had been confirmed to have been transformed by the Ant Army Group.
"Looks like Chen Mo hasn't come."
"He probably didn't dare to come. He's afraid of dying."
"This conference isn't friendly toward him. It's perfectly normal if he doesn't attend."
The reporters waiting at the conference center were livestreaming, while some with nothing to do whispered among themselves.
Many reporters had confirmed through various insider sources that Chen Mo had not appeared at the conference center hotel yesterday, and the Ant Army Group had not announced whether he had set out.
The conference was about to begin, yet Chen Mo still had not appeared. That meant he could not possibly attend on time.
Still, many people were looking forward to the conference's content and the consensus it would produce, especially those in the West.
Chen Mo had transformed Mars, and the Ant Army Group had declared ownership of Mars. That meant Mars belonged to Huaxia, something citizens of every country outside Huaxia could not accept.
Inside a meeting room, Jim, Jan Woerner, Edo Castle, and the directors of several major space agencies from around the world had gathered together, whispering among themselves.
There were no eternal enemies. Interests were what mattered most.
Even in this