The Kryptonian invasion had been resolved perfectly.
The Kryptonians had gained a new home, and Clark had secured his people's survival without having to kill them himself as he had in the original story.
Yang Bo, meanwhile, had contributed a habitable planet, one of the six life-bearing planets that Yondu of the Ravagers had spent so long finding.
It was even a planet with a yellow sun, giving all those Kryptonians a chance to grow stronger.
Back on Little Planet, Yang Bo was taking stock of his gains. He looked at the planetary terraforming device, shrunk down with pym particles, and nodded in satisfaction.
"Rocket, hurry up and figure out that Kryptonian terraforming device. Then we won't have to worry about resources anymore."
Rocket, who was scanning its data, replied without even turning his head, "Hey, with our current technology, there's no way we could strip the Milky Way Galaxy of all its resources."
Yang Bo nodded in agreement. Whether a planet was habitable and whether it had resources were two different things. Never mind the planets in the Milky Way Galaxy-the energy from its stars alone would last him practically forever.
"All right, leave this to me!"
A laboratory really wasn't a place for an "illiterate" like Yang Bo. In front of these freakishly brilliant geniuses, he felt there wasn't much difference between him and someone who couldn't read.
He recognized the words, but strung together, they looked like some incomprehensible scripture with an exceptionally powerful sleep-inducing effect.
Still, he didn't mind. A boss couldn't possibly know how to do everything. Otherwise, why hire so many employees?
He walked out of the laboratory and headed straight for Erik's transportation department. He wanted to ask Erik whether he could send him to a world during World War II. After the