Even if one built a complete industrial chain, there would still be all kinds of risks.
For example, Ultra-High Temperature Material was ideal for defensive armor and engine components.
But if neither the military, mech manufacturers, nor spacecraft companies purchased your Ultra-High Temperature Material, there would be no way to sell it.
Others had plenty of ways to circumvent the rules. After all, rules were meant to regulate other people, not themselves.
Of course, Yang Bo could grow bigger and stronger by relying on the Altena Family, but then the company would no longer be his. Perhaps even the laboratory would no longer belong to him in the end, and he would also have to deal with endless intrigue.
Now that he was simply selling Ultra-High Temperature Material, there would be no major conflicts of interest with anyone else. On the contrary, others could use those materials to gain even more profit.
After making the arrangements, Yang Bo returned to March Star.
After returning, Yang Bo began browsing the news.
"I wonder how much Zhang Bozhen will sell those serums for this time." March Star's premium-grade serums had become wildly famous.
They had attracted the attention of the entire interstellar community. Who didn't have some useless darling son or daughter in their family?
Who wouldn't want their heir to possess stronger superpowers? Though people publicly claimed that superpowers were nothing before technology.
The stronger one's superpowers, the longer one's lifespan. That was a fact high technology could not change.
Whether an heir lived several decades or even a century longer, or several decades or a century less—
Especially for capable heirs, the difference in how much help they could bring their family was enormous.
Naturally, more and more people would flood into March Star.
The Pharmacist Guild wanted to establish