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Clearly, under these circumstances, the person who could contact him had to be from FFP, but Sun Jack could never have anticipated that it would actually be someone he knew, Black Shadow&.

Black Shadow&, with whom he had once made contact when previously clashing with Holy Grail, had represented the DNA Revolutionary faction in negotiations with him.

However, as soon as he leveraged Black Shadow for a global broadcast, all the agreements they had previously arranged were directly invalidated.

He truly hadn't expected that he could again meet the other party under such circumstances.

"Isn't this &? Haven't seen you in a few days and you've already defected to FFP?" Sun Jack took the communication device and teased.

The other party still didn't show their true face; the projected image on the system interface was still one of overlapping & with a chest badge.

Hearing Sun Jack's question, the other party shook their head, "No, you're wrong. I've always been working for FFP. The so-called DNA coding technology is actually part of FFP's planning blueprint."

"Fuck! This really is a mix of new grudges and old!" Sun Jack cursed through clenched teeth.

He had been puzzled as to why, out of so many capital groups that had lost assets because of him, FFP alone was so actively pursuing him.

Now he finally understood, from the moment he fell from space, FFP's influence had been shadowing him like a ghost.

The more Sun Jack thought about it, the angrier he got, and he couldn't help but blast out, "So even the IP of 'Revolution Sun Jack' has been FFP's property from the start, right? So even Guan Sanke is one of your FFP employees, right? FFP, go fuck your mother!"

However, faced with Sun Jack's words, the other party shook their head again. "No, that's not it."

"Not it?" Just when Sun Jack thought he might have misunderstood the other side, the other party added, "'Revolution Sun Jack' was outsourced to the Interactive Entertainment Company. Strictly speaking, it's not part of our company's business."

"Fuck, even outsourcing shit like this. You're truly old-school capitalists." Tapai suddenly interjected with a sneer.

Sun Jack pushed Tapai aside, "Quit your goddamn denial! From start to finish, you FFP bastards always had a hand in my affairs! With your simple outsourcing excuse, do you realize how many people you've killed?"

"If you're contacting me today to fucking negotiate peace, then let me tell you, you can drop dead! From the very moment the Rat Alliance Battle Line was destroyed, there has been no chance!"

Facing an increasingly agitated Sun Jack, & shook their head. "No, I'm not here to negotiate. I'm here to offer you a chance to surrender."

"Sun Jack, do you really think you can fight against FFP's corporate troops with this makeshift group of yours?"

As Sun Jack looked on, dense swarms of Nanoworms in front of him rapidly coalesced into the huge figure of &.

And soon, a cascade of data fell like a waterfall on Sun Jack's display, including a horizontal comparison of both sides' various combat units.

"This is actual combat data comparison. Take a look. According to AI simulation exercises, your troops will be completely annihilated in 1 hour and 23 minutes. Even if you use nuclear bombs, even if your clone production lines are fully operational, you still have no chance of winning."

"Heh, I'm just stubborn like that, I've got to try it out!" Even so, Sun Jack's resolve did not waver one bit.

"No, you're wrong. You think this is all there is?" & gestured behind him, "This is just the tip of the FFP iceberg. This isn't even the main force; it's just a reserve army. Troops at this level, as long as you give us the time to march, we can easily field ten or a hundred times as many."

"Sun Jack, if you're willing to surrender and peacefully hand over control of Metropolis, you can still become a Holy Grail Person. The promises I made to you before still stand."

Facing a silent Sun Jack, & continued, "FFP's capital spans the globe. You can't beat us. There's no way you can win." As if to pressure Sun Jack, image after image popped up on his system interface.

Those were other area factories, those were mechanized factories, and clone DNA modified soldier production lines, endlessly generating combat units day and night.

"Give up your resistance. I know you're tough, but what's the use of that? With just the flick of a switch on the production line, we can field an army of this magnitude every week. Inter-city warfare is not about individual might; it's about efficient productivity, do you understand? And you? Metropolis doesn't even have a production line for Spacecraft Carriers. How are you going to fight us? Can you outlast us?"

Just then, Sun Jack's earpiece carried Abu's voice, tense under the life-or-death circumstance.

"Jack! Metropolis really can't wage war anymore, our finances and resources can't keep up! Just play along for now! Stabilize him, and we'll figure out a way!"

"I won't!" Sun Jack firmly stared down & and declared, "I'm guessing those Nanoworms have been recording this whole time, right? The moment I agree, you'll broadcast it globally, telling everyone that Sun Jack has surrendered, trying to use that to snuff out the fire I started, isn't that right?"

& didn't bother to hide his intentions. "Yes, but now you only have this choice, otherwise you and everyone you care about will die."

It was an open strategy - given the choice between death and becoming a dog, anyone would choose life. But Sun Jack wasn't going to play it their way; he had another path.

"Old Six!" Sun Jack called out directly on the company's main channel.

"Bro! I'm here!" Old Six answered eagerly.

"Have all your streamers start a global broadcast!"

Immediately after, he contacted Fox Furry again, "Abu! Notify all the public opinion units of Metropolis companies! Go all out promoting, hire keyboard warriors! Do whatever it takes to heat things up!"

After doing all this, Sun Jack fearlessly flipped off & right to their face. "Motherfucker, come at me! A bunch of dipshits! Who's afraid of who!"

& continued to threaten, "You're going to die; including your comrades, everything you've fought for will be gone."

"Yeah, right, I will die. But I know what you're trying to pull. Whether you're cloning another me to switch the prince for a pauper or faux-concernedly offering surrender, in the end, all you want is to put out the flames."

"You want to put out the fire? Fuck you! I'll do just the opposite! You want to minimize your losses, right? Well, I'm going to keep raising the stakes! I'm going to set all of Metropolis ablaze as fuel! Make this fire burn even brighter!"