"Give me a few days. I'll draw up a plan and a list of materials."
Lindbergh said this without looking up from the blueprints. So far, he had only given them a quick glance.
Studying them thoroughly would take considerable time, along with a great many skilled shipwrights and other specialists.
He could hardly do it alone.
Satisfied that Pluton could be built, Dragon stood beside Ivankov and gazed out at the distant sea.
The Revolutionary Army was thriving, and now it had Pluton's blueprints.
His heart surged with excitement.
The World Government's attempts to suppress them would only make them more resilient.
Once he realized that slaves were vital allies to the Revolutionary Army, its growth had become noticeably smoother.
He wanted to change the world and abolish the Celestial Dragons' system.
And the Slave Trade was inseparable from the Celestial Dragons.
Several of the Revolutionary Army's senior officers had once been slaves of the World Government.
Ivankov, Kuma, and Ginny.
If he had recognized this sooner, the Revolutionary Army would not have spent so many years being held back.
Fortunately, it was not too late.
That did not mean they could relax. If anything, they had to be more vigilant.
The Revolutionary Army's growth and rising activity had alarmed the World Government.
The World Government was still trying to suppress them.
And the Army's direct involvement had put them under considerable pressure.
Although the Army had suffered heavy losses over the years and had few powerful fighters left,
it made little difference. Most clashes with the Revolutionary Army still came down to ordinary members fighting soldiers.
Most members of the Revolutionary Army were ordinary people.
They were training new talent at their safe rear Headquarters, but those recruits would need years to mature.
He did not know whether