After Yang Bo sent Zhang Bozhen the information on those people, he stopped worrying about them.
The reason Yang Bo had taken more than two days this time was mainly because he did not want to use Mental Seeds.
If they were bad people with ulterior motives, Yang Bo would not have cared. After all, Zhang Bozhen certainly would not let them off.
But he was also worried that they might not harbor any ill intent, in which case there would be no point in planting Mental Seeds in them.
Besides, reading other people's memories could affect him, especially the memories of utterly vile people. Their thoughts were far too twisted.
It was like horror—once you encountered too many terrifying things, they no longer seemed terrifying.
But Yang Bo felt that, as a normal person, one still had to say no to certain things.
Once you became accustomed to a particular evil, you would not be far from overlooking it.
Besides, these people were not particularly valuable. Their strength did not seem very high.
If he encountered powerful people, Yang Bo would not mind controlling them.
Clearly, March Star made many factions wary, because too many experts had died there.
By the time they arrived on Devon Star, the auction company had already provided the design blueprints for the relevant parts, and White and the others had finished breaking down the designs.
Perhaps it was because he had absorbed too many blueprints recently, but the moment Yang Bo saw the designs White brought out, he knew they were core parts for a mecha engine.
"Then let's begin." This company had ordered five such parts.
The five parts together weighed nearly three tons, because they were the most critical components of a mecha Energy Engine.
"Alright!" White and the others assisted