"Economic revival, huh?"
Sun Jack had quite the eye-opening experience—solving a problem by creating a bigger one.
"Makes sense, as long as you don't mind how many people die, then it's indeed a perfect economic virtuous circle," Tapai chimed in from the side.
"Screw off." Sun Jack furrowed his brows, realizing that if such drastic changes were to follow, it would no longer be a matter of whether to wade into the mess or not, but rather that the mess, like a Tsunami, would come crashing over everything.
Yet Sun Jack wasn't too troubled, for he knew that with disaster also came hope.
The war would definitely rip a huge hole in the stratified society of the Metropolis, solidifying the class divisions.
As for those who died, currently weak and powerless, he couldn't help at all. As long as the Holy Grail still stood, such circumstances would never change. Only when he was strong enough in the future could he save more people.
