"The mission is to go to America, infiltrate a base, and obtain some technological data," Zhao Dawei said nonchalantly.
Zhang Bin was stupefied. He could have figured out with his toes that this mission was about acquiring the latest research data on Genetically Enhanced Humans.
Setting aside the sheer difficulty and danger of the mission, the very fact that the data could bring a great disaster upon the nation was reason enough for him to refuse.
So, he shook his head repeatedly. "Sorry, I cannot be a part of this mission. I advise you to abandon it completely."
"Why?" Zhao Dawei was astonished.
"I know you want to get the latest research data on American Genetically Enhanced Humans. But my sect elder told me that these Genetically Enhanced Humans have a fatal flaw," Zhang Bin said after a moment's hesitation. "A horrible crisis might erupt in the future, and the Americans will surely suffer the bitter consequences."
