Fault Utopia

Chapter 575 Method
"Jack, Jack." In the acid rain, Ta Pai reached out and helped Sun Jack up from the ground, lit a cigarette and handed it to him. "You are Sun Jack. Get up."

At this moment, the decadent Sun Jack shook his head vigorously. He took the cigarette, took a deep breath, feeling the numbness, trying to calm himself down.

But when he saw the kneeling crowd in front of him, his newly calmed mood seemed to be out of control again. For a moment, he even began to doubt himself.

Was everything he had done worth it? Were the people who died because of him really necessary?

As a crack appeared in his firm belief, the hallucinations and auditory hallucinations that had not appeared for a long time reappeared, and the sound became louder and louder.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't get cyber-psychotic at this time!" Tapai quickly extended a dozen sensor wires from his hands and quickly inserted them into Sun Jack's neural sockets, trying to help.

"I I don't need it!" As Sun Jack pulled out all his sensing lines, all the abnormalities around him disappeared instantly.

"Who did it? Who did it?" As Sun Jack gritted his teeth, the space-based weapon in the distance quickly adjusted its direction and aimed at the huge statue, preparing to vaporize it directly.
Ta Pai glanced at Sun Jack, walked up, and gently patted the shoulder of a tattooed cyborg. "Can I ask who told you to worship this?"

The man said without even turning his head, "No one asked us to worship this statue. This statue was built with funds raised by our Sun Jack fan club. Do you know how powerful Sun Jack is? He can decide the death of tens of millions of people with just one sentence. He is so awesome."

"Do you know how rich Sun Jack is now? He makes more money in one day than you will make in your entire life! He is my idol!"

The other party was still talking about Sun Jack's great achievements, but Sun Jack behind him weakly rescinded the order.

He took a deep breath, raised his hands to cover his face and rubbed it hard.

"It's my fault, it's all my fault. I shouldn't have given up on them. I should have taught them. If no one teaches them what to do, then they will just follow the old path. All of this is my fault..."

"Can you please stop blaming yourself?" Ta Pai came over, raised his fist and hit Sun Jie Ke's shoulder hard. "You are a human being, not a god. You have done a good job. Why do you have to take all the responsibility? Are the others dead?"

But Sun Jieke shook his head and said nothing, as if he was thinking about something. Suddenly he raised his head and looked up at the statue in front of him, "I think I understand who blew up the office building."

"What?" When Tapai heard these nonsensical words, he didn't understand what Sun Jieke meant for a moment.

Sun Jack didn't answer anything, but silently opened the Sun Jack channel and gave orders to other Sun Jack clones.

After a long wait, pieces of confirmed intelligence came over, constantly confirming Sun Jack's ideas.

Finally, he passed all the evidence collected by the clone to Tapai. "Look, it wasn't A-Bang who did it, not even Steelheart, not even anyone in the upper echelons did it."

Tapai quickly accessed the data and conducted rapid analysis.

Sun Jack's mechanical fingers pinched the cigarette butt and squeezed it hard, sparks bursting out instantly. "There is no mastermind, no conspiracy, but my order is not in the interests of everyone, so it is resisted by everyone from top to bottom."

"They didn't dare to openly resist me, so everyone just leaned a little bit in their position with dissatisfaction, and finally formed the current result."

As he spoke, Sun Jieke's voice began to tremble slightly, and his voice became louder and louder. "Not only Ah Bei wants immortality, everyone wants immortality. Everyone wants to live the life of the Holy Grail Man. It's me who is fucking blocking everyone's way!"

But after the roar, a strong feeling of powerlessness surged into Sun Jieke's heart. Who should he go to for trouble in this situation? The powerful force that he once prided himself on was useless at this moment.

With a deep sigh, Sun Jack looked up at the list of middle and senior management on the system interface. All of them were the masterminds, but could he kill them all?

After killing them all, will the new ones be better than them?

Before Lanmeng’s AI was shut down, it once said: “Capital never sleeps.”

He used to think he understood what the other party wanted to express, but it was not until now that he finally understood how heavy the words were.

But when the feeling of powerlessness faded, Sun Jie Ke gritted his teeth and his eyes became firm again. He still refused to admit defeat! He would find a solution, he would definitely find a solution!
From that day on, the top management of Metropolis discovered that Sun Jack began to stay indoors, and the think tank also directly shut down all communications.

No one knew what Sun Jack was doing, but as the days passed, it seemed as if nothing had happened and everyone continued to live their peaceful lives.

I don’t know how much time had passed, but in the smoke-filled conference room, the firelight once again illuminated Sun Jack’s bearded, thin face.

"Since everyone agrees that we can give it a try, then from now on, we will implement the second plan and fully imitate the Detroit model. We will use liberation theology to transform the minds of the citizens of the metropolis. If everything goes well, we will expand the entire Utopian Federation."

Religion, liberation theology religion, and using religion to arm everyone's minds are the countermeasures that Sun Jack came up with based on the current situation and think tanks in the face of capital corruption.

This decision was not made rashly. The reason why liberation theology stands out from many options is that, first of all, if these people want to completely change their thinking by simply promoting it through education, that is completely unrealistic.

The savages or perhaps the next generation might be able to try, but they can’t. These citizens who have long been accustomed to the bizarre life in the metropolis can’t do that.

Whether Sun Jack inferred from experience or through big data analysis, the success rate was frighteningly low.

Since they like to believe, instead of letting them believe blindly, it is better to guide them in the right direction as much as possible.

If you want others to give up their own interests for free, then religion is a choice.

And there is another more important reason for choosing this plan, that is, in Detroit, a city with a population of tens of millions, a large-scale experiment has already been carried out and it has run very well.

Based on the above points, Sun Jack and the think tank made the current decision.

"This process takes time. We need to increase the number of Liberation Theology believers among the citizens of the metropolis. Secondly, we need to increase the update of the education chips for the savages. Only when Liberation Theology reaches a certain scale will others gradually assimilate."

As the think tank representative spoke, he sent the data model to everyone present.

(End of this chapter)