The massive floating roller coaster drifted past the cities of Himalayas, with various holographic fireworks bursting in the air.
The entire city of Himalayas seemed joyous, with almost everyone's face beaming with happiness.
After all, there would be no more deaths, and everyone knew that although the Himalayas could move, it had always been Sun Jack's strong rear guard.
Nobody knew when a nuclear bomb might come flying and kill everyone.
This crisis hung over everyone's head like the Sword of Damocles, making it hard to eat or sleep well.
But now everything was over; the war was over.
Sun Jack sat in the conference room, watching everything outside through the cameras, seeing adults on the streets hugging and shaking hands, sharing the joyous moment of regained peace.
Even the air seemed to carry a relaxed and joyful scent as if all the sorrow and suffering had vanished with the end of the war.
Almost everyone immersed themselves in the dreams of a bright future, believing tomorrow would be more splendid and magnificent.
With a click, the flame illuminated Sun Jack's profile as he lit another cigarette.
Just then, his door burst open, and an inebriated and naked Abu walked in, swaying her fiery red fox tail towards the smoky Sun Jack. "Why aren't you coming down to join the fun?"
"I just want some quiet time alone," Sun Jack replied.
"Is something the matter?" Abu asked, sitting seductively on the desk, gazing at him.
"I'm fine."
Abu reached out and snatched the cigarette from Sun Jack's hand, putting it in her mouth, "Sun Jack, haven't you noticed that you've started to drift apart from us?"
"How have I drifted apart from you?"
"You haven't been sleeping with us, doesn't that indicate a problem? Those who don't know might think you've been possessed by Lan Meng."
"Damn," Sun Jack grabbed Abu's tail and forcefully pinned her on the desk.
Abu smirked and pulled Sun Jack into her arms, "Come on, I deserve it."
Eventually, Abu dragged Sun Jack out of the office to join the wild celebration happening outside.
Outside, powerful music filled the ears, and the air carried a hint of sweetness.
Sun Jack gulped down various drinks, and under his self-regulation, his hypothalamus started secreting dopamine which, along with the alcohol, rushed to his brain, scattering all his thoughts.
As Sun Jack held a naked cyborg woman, sucking the alcohol from her mouth, the drunken Linda Linda straddled him, pushed the woman away, and bit Sun Jack's lips.
After biting, she turned to the crowd and shouted, "Come on, everyone! This is fun!"
Watching this, everyone rushed over, and Sun Jack was genuinely happy today, hardly turning anyone away.
Finally, amidst all the chaos, the day was over.
It was unclear how much time had passed when Sun Jack awoke in a pile of people, feeling like he had slept for a century.
With a splitting headache, he sat up and shook his head vigorously, only to realize he was sitting in Hilda's lap.
The over seven meter tall Hilda was both tall and large, and he was being firmly pressed under her.
Just as Sun Jack crawled out, he realized his hip bone had fractured, and he found it hard to imagine what had happened the night before.
"Need me to help you recall what happened last night, real man?" Tapai's invisible meat chicken, Youyou, whispered.
"I don't need it." Sun Jack shook his head and reached for a glass of water, drinking it in one gulp.
"I never imagined you'd use DNA enhancement technology so proficiently, but the good news is you'll never suffer from impotence again."
"I fucking don't need your help reminiscing!" Sun Jack set down the glass and started getting dressed.
"Stop fucking beating around the bush with me! Don't think everything's fine just because you won the FFP, there's still a lot to handle." Sun Jack said, stroking Hilda's face before turning and leaving.
Shortly after Sun Jack left, Hilda opened her eyes and stared blankly at Sun Jack's departing figure.
"Why didn't you open your eyes when you woke up? He could tell you were awake from your breathing." Tapai curiously asked.
Hilda shook her head. "I'm not Hilda, and he's not Li Jack."
Though she said this, the emotions in her eyes were complex as she watched Sun Jack's retreating figure.
Once Sun Jack left the Himalayas, he saw the ruins of Metropolis being rapidly repaired with the help of autonomous machinery.
Once bustling locations like the Central Business District, Solomon District, Queens District, Pu Xi District, Bingzhou District, and Shendong Street were being reconstructed before his eyes.
But Sun Jack could guarantee that this time, Metropolis would be better than before, even though acid rain still fell, everything outside the window at this moment was filled with vitality and hope.
Sun Jack understood that although FFP was dead, it wasn't over; in fact, it was just beginning. He needed to overcome the ultimate enemy, Capital.
"Starting now, cancel the wartime economy, maintain an 8-hour workday for all factories, and change all unreasonable systems in Metropolis!"
With Metropolis continuously establishing, various systems and laws began to be implemented with the help of the Think Tank.
Though it wasn't possible to satisfy everyone, in such a high-tech world, scenarios of people starving or lacking housing and money to the point of death would never occur again.
After the war, all cities needed reconstruction, and all the Wild Men and Resistance Army members started to be documented and archived.
Based on everyone's contributions against FFP, benefits and positions were distributed, and everything started to become official.
However, while organizing the personnel files, Sun Jack realized someone was missing.
"Where's the Poet? Where did the kid go?"
"I don't know, haven't seen him since that day, he might be dead," said Tapai, who was connected to the FFP network at the moment.
As an AI, his strength was always linked to the hardware; the more servers, the more computing power, the more powerful he was.
All the chaotic data from FFP were quickly analyzed, organized, and archived under Tapai's calculations.
"He can't be dead, that guy is so formidable, how could he possibly die? Link the Poet's facial model to all the cameras, notify me the moment you spot him."
Though this Poet always seemed to be slacking during the resistance against FFP, he was a companion and couldn't be ignored.
"Knock, knock, knock." The door was knocked on.
And with the door opening, there stood a stern-faced Priest.