"I don't have many tricks. I'm just fairly good at Medicine Crafting and forging!" Naturally, Yang Bo would not reveal all his secrets.
Although his relationship with Wang Muxue had now reached negative distance!
But one must not forget that Wang Muxue had grown up in an environment like the Alliance!
The Alliance, Empire, and Federation had developed into what they were today by cultivating refined egoists.
Because those three nations did not allow people willing to sacrifice themselves for others to exist.
Because such ideas were dangerous to social stability.
Because, in the eyes of such people, the ruling classes of all three nations deserved to die.
Everyone had to be made to pursue their own little calculations. That way, they would have no way to unite and stir up trouble.
Besides, there were many secrets Yang Bo would never tell anyone for the rest of his life.
For example, his ability to use Space Teleportation—Yang Bo would never tell anyone about it.
Because one's environment could change one's way of thinking!
The two of them might be inseparable now, sweet as honey, but if disagreements arose later, it was entirely possible for them to become enemies.
"Even if those two abilities reach the highest level."
"Even if you can produce many extremely rare potions."
"They won't help you establish an independent planet at all. Instead, they'll bring disaster."
"Those conglomerates have countless methods. First, they can cut off your supply of raw materials, and then there's the market!"
"Your potions might be the finest available, but those conglomerates have plenty of ways to make sure they can't be sold. The first would be fabricating side effects!"
"Conglomerates in these nations often concealed the side effects of all kinds of products in the early days!"
"And the more advanced