Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld

Sylvester put down the pen and spun it deftly in his hand. He set aside the model and handed the design blueprint to Nightwin, and then looked at the others. "I do know of a material, Low Background Radiation Steel."

As soon as he said this, the senior technicians were immediately startled. Luke quickly said, "Mr. Gomez, this material can't be replicated with current technology anywhere in the world."

In fact, with the continuous advancement of human civilization's steelmaking techniques, the number of special steels that could be produced has been steadily increasing.

However, despite the ongoing progress in steelmaking technology, there was one type of steel that had not been perfectly replicated since the first nuclear explosion.

That was Low Background Radiation Steel.

This technology was internationally prohibited.

Nightwin also knew it. He looked at Sylvester and said worriedly, "Sylvester, this technology is too difficult, and it's internationally banned. We might not be able to handle it."

The others shared the same sentiment.

It was too risky.

However, Sylvester raised an eyebrow, stopped spinning the pen, and held it firmly. His attractive eyes coldly swept over the group, and he smiled lightly. "Who said you were going to manufacture it?"

Only a fool would do something so detrimental to themselves.

Luke was momentarily stunned, not understanding what he meant, and quickly asked, "Then what do you plan to do?"

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Sylvester casually crossed his long legs and squinted his eyes. "Salvage."

Luke thought he hadn't heard correctly and quickly asked again, "What? Salvage?" "Alright, you don't need to worry about the materials. Just make sure you thoroughly test the water pressure." Sylvester said as he stood up from the sofa and walked out. He couldn't be bothered to talk to them any longer.

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The senior technicians looked at each other but said nothing.

Sylvester was highly capable; they just needed to do their part well and not worry about the rest.

Nightwin followed him. "Sylvester, are you talking about that batch from Radiant Country?"

Sylvester continued walking and nodded slightly at the question. "That's right." Nightwin's eyes were filled with concern. "But salvaging World War II shipwrecks privately is illegal. Moreover, only the country that owns the warship can dispose of it."

He didn't understand why Sylvester was suddenly so interested in naval warships. He had never seen Sylvester care about this before.

He had once thought that Sylvester had sidelined him by placing him in Research Institute 201.

Sylvester sneered, stopped, and glanced at Nightwin. "Nightwin, did I make you too idle by placing you here? You're getting dumber!"

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In the chat group of the five brothers, Nightwin often heard Mildred complain about Sylvester's acid tongue. At first, he didn't believe it.

But now, he did.

Sylvester wasn't usually acid-tongued, but when he was, it was very unpleasant.

"That was done by an organization from Radiant Country. What does it have to do with us? Besides, if I can snatch it, it means the Dragon Gang is capable. They won't dare report it to International Organizations since it's contraband. "Let them; it will serve as a lesson from the Dragon Gang on who not to mess with."

Sylvester's words were harsh and absolute, with no room for doubt.

Nightwin nodded. "You're so great."

Sylvester sneered disdainfully, "Why is your brain starting to resemble Mildred's?" Nightwin felt as if a knife had been stabbed into his chest.