Abu looked at Sun Jack in disbelief. When she heard him fully express his thoughts, an inexplicable chill rose in her heart. Even as an ally, his ideas frightened her.
"You... you madman, you actually dream of changing the entire world order?!"
"Why not? Why can't I change it?"
Sun Jack moved closer to Abu, looking down at her from above. "Why shouldn't I change it? If I didn't want to change, why would I have overthrown the Holy Grail in the first place?"
Abu clenched her teeth, unwilling to concede, "What makes you think the Wild Men will definitely listen to you? Once they all return beyond the wilderness, they will only become gangs fighting over territories! You think too highly of people!"
"That's why they need ideological arming," Sun Jack pointed at his head, "Compared to the Metropolitan Citizens, they are purer, like a blank slate, and easier to mold."
"I have injected everything about class struggle into the nervous systems of all the departing Wild Men, making them understand the current situation and telling them who their enemies and friends are."
At that moment, various 3D projections started appearing around Sun Jack. They had just received Abu's message and now understood what Sun Jack was planning to do. At this moment, everyone's expression looked very grim.
Number 13 said with a grim expression, "BOSS, although I understand your feelings, the Wild Men are not just deformities because of the wilderness; the more important issue is the lack of resources."
"Without a mature industrial production line, without a well-functioning city, their combat prostheses won't last long. All the knowledge crammed into their brains is useless if there is no occasion to use it; what can they use to save themselves? That trash?"
Sun Jack shrugged his shoulders. "I know, but besides giving them thoughts, I have given them weapons, and these weapons are not for survival in the wild but for them to find a way out."
"How so?"
"They have nothing, but the city has everything."
"I plan to use the wilderness as a base and gradually infiltrate the city. This is Think Tank's Plan #1. Every city has slums similar to the Queens District and Solomon District, which are perfect for the Wild Men to infiltrate."
"After the infiltration, the Wild Men will lie low among the civilians; each of them can help each other. Centering on the slums, they will gradually strengthen their forces and eventually become a new Resistance Army."
"What if they don't rebel?" asked Number 3.
"Not rebel? Continue to be oppressed till death? Be mined by others as human resources? Have their wombs cut out to find work or even take a loan against their organs for a bowl of noodles?"
"If they want to live as the Metropolitan Citizens now do, if they want to never go hungry and always have enough to eat and wear, they will definitely rebel because this isn't fighting for us, but for themselves."
"Eat chaff or eat vegetables, be a ghost or be a fool— it all depends on their choice. I believe that the vast majority will make the right choice. I don't need everyone to do as I say, as long as most of them do as I think."
"After all, they are different from those guys in the Metropolis; their thoughts have not been corrupted by capital. The harsh environment has made their will stronger than that of city people and less likely to waver. Furthermore, to prevent ideological degradation, I have added a Sun Jack clone to each team of Wild Men."
Seeing that almost everyone had arrived, Sun Jack laid out the Think Tank's plan in full, disclosing what he intended to do with the Wild Men.
As Sun Jack expounded on the various plans centered on the Wild Men and the contingency options, everyone fell silent and listened intently. It was clear that Sun Jack's actions were not impulsive but well-considered.
They knew that if they succeeded this time, the entire world order would be completely altered. The old-school FFP capitalists would most likely find themselves under fire as the cost of maintaining stability in all cities would increase significantly.
Most importantly, this infiltration was sustainable. Unless they could completely eradicate and assimilate the Wild Men influenced by Sun Jieke globally, even if successful, the cost in time and resources would be staggering.
This was the first significant card Sun Jack played against the FFP's offense.
Old Six reached out and asked curiously, "Bro, what if they are bought over by Gomorrah D's Resistance Army like others?"
Sun Jack looked at him, "If capital is willing to make concessions to counter me and allow the Wild Men to lead normal lives, then I believe I have achieved my purpose and I could retire."
"However, based on what I know of them, they likely won't do so because the costs are simply too high. Moreover, the city dwellers probably won't agree. Why should these outsiders have better welfare than the local people? In that case, those city dwellers who live worse than dogs would become our next target for recruitment."
Once Sun Jack had explained everything clearly, no one spoke up; they were all discussing the next steps with their colleagues.
"Any more questions? If not, then everyone can go back to work."
Sun Jack clenched two cigarettes between his lips. "I hope in the future, any disagreements with my plans are communicated through messaging, rather than just marching into my office."
As he forcefully shut down all network authorizations, all the 3D holograms appearing in his room vanished immediately.
Soon, following Sun Jack's supreme command, all of Metropolis's citizens and capital began to operate at full capacity.
The Wild Men of Metropolis were daily upgraded through chips and brain modifications, gaining various kinds of knowledge, their DNA enhancement technology rapidly raising their intellect to levels that could comprehend this information.
These chips and knowledge were not just for them but were also meant to be passed on to other Wild Men living in the wilderness, making the whole Metropolis a bustling hub.
Some of the awakened Wild Men also began helping to capture other Wild Men. Compared to the city dwellers, these locals knew where to find more and better Wild Men.
Before long, with the snowball effect, the number of Wild Men swelled beyond capacity.
With no other choice, the deserted Emola became the new base for the Wild Men, constantly sending various awakened Wild Men into the wilderness.
Gradually, some deformed individuals started appearing in the slums of the surrounding cities, but not many people cared, simply assuming it was a new deformation trend. However, as their numbers increased, the situation started to subtly shift.