"Wait, were you advertising in dreams?"
Upon hearing Sun Jack ask this, the monk named 4sever suddenly looked somewhat embarrassed.
"Mr. Jack, actually, you can't blame me. In Emola, advertising in dreams is completely legal."
Through Sun Jack's continuous questioning, he came to understand that in Emola, dream advertising was a standard business practice, similar to the pervasive 3D holographic advertising spaces in Metropolis.
Every dream space was like an advertising spot where anyone or any organization, as long as you paid, could advertise anything.
Of course, as a capitalist city, this wasn't mandatory. You could also use 30 rubles of Emola's currency to upgrade your subconscious to a noble VIP user and then block all dream advertisements.
"Tch, you have to pay to not see ads? What kind of terrible place is this? Are you guys dumb? Don't you know to get hypothalamic surgery to block out sleep?" Steelheart commented disdainfully.
No sooner had he spoken than a law from Emola popped up: "According to psychological experts, eliminating sleep greatly increases the chances of cyberneuropathy. Thus, after unified discussions by the Elders' Council of Emola, to ensure everyone's mental and physical health, any hypothalamic transformation surgery, as well as the sale of any hardware or software that blocks sleep, is absolutely illegal in the city of Emola."
"If someone knowingly breaks the law, there will be no mercy for such criminals who harm the mental and physical health of the people of Emola; they will be sentenced to death."
Sun Jack received the same information. Clearly, every city had its differences, but ultimately, things always revolved around the monopolization of capital.
This so-called Night Style Company was very capable. To monopolize its advertising business, it had directly forced changes in city law.
Because of such local capital, other advertising capitalists couldn't penetrate and break its monopoly, which is why Emola was so different from Metropolis.
Advertising or not, it didn't concern Sun Jack. He was more concerned about the other uses of this technology.
"Has this technology of Night Style Company you mentioned been weaponized?"
If this so-called Night Style Company had technology that could instantly put people to sleep on the spot, that could be troublesome.
If they didn't clarify the scientific technologies the other party possessed, once the troops from Metropolis arrived, they might find themselves in serious trouble.
He had come here early precisely to scout and avoid such issues.
"They indeed have weaponized this technology, and there are several varieties, but rest assured, we have been contending with them for so long and specifically designed a dream-blocking software, c.41, which can largely prevent invasions from Night Style Company." As he spoke, the Monk took out an electronic chip from his kasaya made of green 0s and 1s and handed it to Sun Jack.
Sun Jack was just reaching out to take it when Tapai directly grabbed it and inserted it into his own system slot. "I'll run it through, scan for viruses, and if there's no problem, I'll remotely install it into your system."
Sun Jack nodded. "OK, remember to let the hacker decrypt the software completely then broadcast it to our company channel so that everyone can install it in their nervous systems."
"No problem."
After briefly interacting with these people and understanding the general situation from them, Sun Jack directly added all of Emola's Resistance Army to the network channel.
"How many people can you mobilize here now? If my troops begin their attack, how much support can you provide?" Sun Jack asked directly.
"Um..." Hearing this, everyone's face showed difficulty.
Seeing their expressions and everything else he had observed outside, Sun Jack immediately knew the general situation. "No problem, just tell me. I'm prepared."
If these people had the capability to overthrow the Holy Grail, they wouldn't need his help.
"Borrow King." A nun approached and started speaking to Sun Jack.
Sun Jack glanced at the nun wearing black fishnet stockings and a black cloth over one eye, her name—"Za Fit."
The name was peculiar, but Sun Jack was used to that.
"Actually, at the beginning, we were close to success, but in the end, we fell short. Our technological levels are too different, even though you've open-sourced DNA programming technology, there's still a significant gap."
"If we mobilize people who are in hiding now, Emola has a total of 21 city districts, and we might control about 3 poor districts."
"Only 3? And they're all poor districts?" Sun Jack knew that wasn't enough, far from enough. If the Resistance Army of Emola had only this much strength, then even if they won, the troops from Metropolis would suffer terribly.
"Come on, send your people! Follow me to get supplies."
With the help of Tapai, a group passed through tight blockades and surveillance, eventually reaching the side of a shield machine.
Facing the materials and resources Sun Jack brought, the Resistance Army of Emola was thrilled and hurriedly called people to transport them carefully.
"With these, can we make the Holy Grail of Emola clash with Metropolis, causing a diversion when the time comes?" Sun Jack asked again.
Za Fit, who was injecting herself with DNA enhancer, nodded excitedly. "If you can shut down the network, our chance of victory will at least increase by 50%!"
Hearing this, Sun Jack turned to Tapai. "How about it? Can you breach the Holy Grail Network of Emola?"
"No problem, I now have control over all of Metropolis's servers. I've never fought such a well-funded battle," Tapai confidently said. "I'll try to wrest control of their combat machinery."
"Don't be too careless; focus on the network and digital personality, and leave the rest to you," Sun Jack lightly patted his shoulder.
"Borrow King, what should we do then?" At that moment, Za Fit approached, looking very concerned.
Sun Jack looked at her, her luminous upside-down cross earrings catching his eye once more.
"Don't rush. First, send me all the detailed statuses of Emola, and all the military data you've obtained from clashing with them. I'll have my think tank sort it out," Sun Jack said as he took control of all the deployed spy nanoworms.
Just then, the nun's hand reached out towards Sun Jack.