To be honest, Mo Jingchun had never considered interstellar migration.
At least, he had never entertained the idea before today.
Unlike people in the Western Countries, Mo Jingchun was a native of Huaxia. Like his fellow countrymen, he had a certain idea ingrained in his bones: returning to one's homeland.
The older one got, the deeper one's attachment to home became.
That was exactly why, even in the famous science-fiction film The Wandering Earth, unlike the spaceship faction, people chose to take Blue Star with them when they left the Solar System, even in the face of a solar crisis.
That was a uniquely Chinese attachment to home.
The Western Countries were different. They didn't have that kind of attachment to home. Even if some did, they were only a few, unlike the Chinese, who had it ingrained in their bones.
Even in death, one had to return to one's roots.
Yet this time, not only were the Western Countries preparing for interstellar migration, but it seemed that the authorities had a similar plan as well.
It was foreseeable that the situation in the Solar System would grow even more tense, with the balance of power becoming ever more complicated.
The chances of Blue Star uniting were growing slimmer and slimmer.
Mo Jingchun glanced at Candy beside him, then calmly said amid everyone's anticipation, "The interstellar travel hibernation technology was developed by Mo Xiaoxue. You can ask her about it."
Mo Jingchun was perfectly calm. The military power in his hands was the greatest source of confidence behind his words.
Mo Xiaoxue, who had seen her brother pass the buck more than once, remained perfectly calm. She wondered if he liked dumping things on her because he'd called her "Guo-ge" too many times when they were children.
After a brief