They would absolutely never let the X-Gene Optimization Fluid leak out.
With Zero around, Mo Jingchun believed that as long as no one had a screw loose, nobody would dare target this batch of X-Gene Optimization Fluid.
Of course, that was assuming foreign spies didn't know the fluid existed. Otherwise, no matter how dangerous it was, someone would be willing to take the risk.
At that thought, Mo Jingchun found himself admiring the authorities' secrecy this time.
A year had passed, and after using so much X-Gene Optimization Fluid, they still hadn't let even the smallest bit of information slip.
They'd done such a good job that Mo Jingchun was curious how they had managed it.
Surely they hadn't completely cut off contact with the outside world for more than ten thousand people?
There were also the combat robots developed by the Academy of Sciences. Mo Jingchun strongly suspected they had already finished developing the fifth-generation combat robot and had begun trying to mass-produce it.
Mo Jingchun didn't think the authorities had spent a fortune buying the small Plasma Engine technology from him just to bring it back as a decoration.
He had suspected from the start that they needed the small Plasma Engine technology to give their combat robots enough power to fly.
That was the fifth-generation combat robot he had imagined.
As for the sixth generation, Mo Jingchun didn't dare imagine it.
By the time it reached the sixth generation, it could no longer be called a combat robot. It would be a mech!
A mech capable of fighting alongside spaceships in outer space.
Mo Jingchun raised his wrist and glanced at his watch. It was 9:10 a.m.
"It's getting late. Get going and come back early. Drive steadily on the way. There's no need to rush."
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