After hearing the other party's explanation, Sun Jack looked at Father Sun Jieke in the screen somewhat speechlessly.
"Aren't you being a bit too dismissive? What exactly happened between you and this clone AA?"
However, Father Sun Jieke clearly did not want to share too much. "It was extremely dangerous along the way; we depended on each other for survival. We faced countless close calls, and some things just happened naturally."
"Naturally enough to change sexual preferences?"
Hearing this, Tapai leaned in from the side and whispered in Sun Jack's ear, "Maybe it's because he became a priest that he started to like the younger ones."
"Damn, you make a point, but then why girls and not boys?" Sun Jack joined Tapai in the banter.
Hearing the two of them speak like this, Father Sun Jieke interrupted with an awkward expression, "Enough already, is this really the time for casual chat?"
After hearing this, Sun Jack's expression finally turned serious again. "Alright, so Detroit was able to succeed because of you?"
"Not entirely," said Father Sun Jieke. "Detroit was originally the stronghold of Liberation Theology. Didn't you just see the Pope? So, it naturally has a foundation for liberation. My assistance and your live broadcast were merely icing on the cake."
"I see. So, what's the current situation in Detroit?" Sun Jack asked again.
"Right now, the city's structure is a combination of socialism and divine right of kings, using Marx's socioeconomic analysis as a hermeneutic for the Bible. It's a bit complicated to explain, so I'll share the city's structure with you."
Sun Jack examined the various records and analyses that were sent over and felt a twinge of pain in his teeth. He really hadn't expected these two things to be compatible, let alone work together, as if powered by a bunch of software bugs.
After a careful review, Sun Jack discovered that despite some unusual elements, Detroit was indeed running quite normally.
With religion playing a role, priests acted like amiable political officers, continuously imparting the core values of God's socialism through weekly prayers and services, enabling the citizens of Detroit to maintain the high consciousness necessary for an almost ideal communist society, effectively curbing capitalist corruption.
And the Pope, elected by the faithful, was the most devout follower of Liberation Theology, forever mindful of God's teachings, all for the faithful, reliant on the faithful, from the faithful to the faithful.
Under God's guidance and policy, the Pope selflessly united all the people of Detroit, striving to build the city into a democratic, civilized, and harmonious Liberation Theology city.
Sun Jack was curious if such an odd system could really work? Surprisingly, according to Detroit's data, this system was running extremely well. Religion and communism, two entirely disparate entities, perfectly compensated for each other's weaknesses.
It could even be said that the utopia once envisioned by the Rat Alliance Battle Line was almost becoming a reality in Detroit, if one excluded the current hostile environment.
"This place is really bizarre," Tapai commented.
"Don't worry about whether it's bizarre or not, just give it a try. A black cat or a white cat, the one that catches the mouse is the good one. It's also to set an example for our future," Sun Jack closed all of his neural system's data interfaces.
Then, he looked back at Father Sun Jieke and asked, "How about you? Are you still safe? Haven't the surrounding cities' bourgeoisie started an offensive against you?"
Father Sun Jieke reached out with his metallic right hand and pressed down on the hopping AA's little head beside him.
"Destroying a city isn't that easy. They can't just suddenly strike at Detroit. Plus, with you taking the heat up front, things here have improved. They've only imposed an economic blockade, no military strikes, but if you die, they'll probably turn their sights on us next."
Hearing this, Sun Jack chuckled resignedly. He hadn't expected his existence to have such an effect. "Let's talk about something else. How's the resistance going in other cities? Any new comrades who've succeeded in their uprising?"
"According to our intelligence, the resistance in 124 cities worldwide is gradually coming to an end. They've either been co-opted or eliminated. Even those still fighting or those who have repeatedly resisted have little chance of success, to be honest. However, there are indeed three cities that have successfully rebelled," Father Sun Jieke shook his head.
Sun Jack's pupils constricted, and his heart rate sped up. "What? Three cities have succeeded in their rebellion?"
However, Father Sun Jieke did not seem too pleased with the news. "They did succeed, but they've outright rejected any contact with Liberation Theology."
"Why?" Sun Jack furrowed his brows.
"Because they don't want to end up like you, a target for all, not to liberate the oppressed, but to become the new Holy Grail," Father Sun Jieke revealed a reason that was unexpected yet understandable.
"In fact, although they became Holy Grail People because of you, in those three cities, you are absolutely forbidden to be mentioned. Viewing <
Revolutionary Sun Jieke's> videos would result in immediate memory erasure because they are afraid. They fear others will follow suit and overthrow them."
Hearing this, Sun Jack felt a sinking in his heart. It seemed that relying on the people's rebellion was too simplistic. But there was still hope; the Wild Men class was making an effort, and he still had hope.
"What about you?" Father Sun Jieke asked.
Hearing this, Sun Jack lit the last two cigarettes in his pocket. "What can I do? After fighting off the FFP troops and knowing I can't beat them, I had no choice but to retreat to the wilderness for guerrilla warfare. I've moved all of Metropolis's valuable resources and company production lines onto the Spacecraft Carrier and scattered them in the wilderness."
"What about the rest of the people from Metropolis? Did they all go with you?"
"No, most of them went to Satellite City near Metropolis; some fled to other cities; and the last stubborn few stayed in Metropolis and didn't leave." Sun Jack took a deep drag on his cigarette.
"You know, once I shifted my perspective and stopped fixating on dying in Metropolis, I suddenly realized I now have so many options. The initiative has returned to my hands."
"Indeed, but what do you intend to do next?" Father Sun Jieke asked.