Borrowing Money

"You... you want to use Pluton's technology to refit this super battleship?"

Franky truly was the disciple of the legendary shipwright Tom. At a glance, he saw what Allen was planning.

Some of the structures aboard the Endless Abyss in particular made his eyes light up. He wished he could inspect every inch of it, inside and out.

"That's right! Although most of Ancient Weapon Pluton's technology is already outdated in my eyes, some of its designs are still quite brilliant. For an engineer, only constant learning and accumulation can lead to better creations. Don't you agree?" Allen asked with a smile as he turned around.

Clearly, of Tom's two disciples, he appreciated the rebellious cyborg before him far more than the rule-abiding Iceberg.

The reason was simple!

In the field of invention and creation, only those with the courage to break through the limits of established thinking could truly find a path of their own.

Just look at Franky's modifications to himself. It was obvious how many wild ideas and thoughts were hidden in that guy's mind.

"I agree! So you really don't intend to build Pluton." Franky visibly relaxed.

Ever since the Pluton Blueprint had been lost, he had lived in fear, afraid that one day he would wake up to see a massive fleet of Plutons appearing on the sea.

After all, others might not have had the ability to rebuild a super battleship as extraordinarily complex as Pluton, but Allen, who had built the Endless Abyss, definitely did.

But now, it seemed that worry had clearly been unnecessary.

A truly outstanding engineer would never be content merely to copy someone else's achievements. They had to surpass them on the original foundation.

"Heh, that's right. You guessed correctly! I truly have no intention of building Pluton. The