Zhang Yang watched Little White fly away and reflected on his path of development. Had he really chosen the right one?
Had I been dragging my feet lately?
Had I grown too comfortable?
What was I doing, leaving all those resources sitting in my account instead of distributing them to the Lineage's First-Level Civilization Planets?
What good were resources, no matter how many I had?
Without turning them into strength, they were nothing but castles in the air.
Zhang Yang arrived in the Technological Realm and stood in silence, holding the Gene Potion developed a hundred years earlier.
In truth, the Human Race had never stopped exploring its own bodies.
Human scientists had discovered that every cell in their bodies contained boundless power.
Thus, they had continued researching how to strengthen the Human Race through its cells and genes.
Through tireless effort, they had enabled newborn babies on Blue Star to possess a certain degree of strength.
After all those years of research, newborn babies on Blue Star could now reach the Body Tempering Realm.
However, those babies were all from Blue Star's main planet. The human planets under its authority, all first-level civilizations, had no such opportunity.
According to the rules, subordinate planets had to advance to a level three civilization before they could bring their babies to the Blue Star Lineage for a Gene Injection.
In truth, this was still something of an experiment and had not yet been widely implemented.
It could also be considered a hidden benefit.
Zhang Yang had been afraid of further problems arising, so he had remained rather cautious.
But with the outbreak of war, Zhang Yang's mindset had changed.
Time waits for no one. Hoping to take every step in the safest possible way was unrealistic.
*The final battle had not yet