The sun rose in the east.
After a night of chaos, New York finally settled down a little.
The New York Police Department hadn't rested for a moment, battling the gangs all night.
Once the sun came up, the gangsters withdrew on their own.
Under cover of darkness, they could still put up a fight. In broad daylight, they would only be marching to their deaths.
That hardly counted as a victory for the New York police, but at least they had something to show for their efforts.
And once daylight broke, whatever had happened the night before, the people of New York still headed out to work.
The capitalists wouldn't pass up any opportunity to squeeze them dry.
As long as the Earth hadn't been destroyed, work would go on as usual.
Everyone walking down the streets could smell blood and gunpowder in the air.
A Camaro sped past.
When Li Wei arrived in Manhattan, reporters surrounded him before he could even get out of the car.
Only one TV station had sent reporters out last night, filming from a helicopter in the sky.
The other reporters were still afraid of dying, after all. They hadn't dared to come out, but they knew what had happened.
So they had come out first thing in the morning to stake out a story.
Naturally, they were hounding Li Wei because of what had happened the night before.
"Mr. Li Wei, reports say you copied Tony Stark's Iron Man Suit, and that you were the one who appeared last night."
Li Wei's face darkened.
Tony Stark had probably leaked it.
"Never mind that it wasn't me. Even if it was, that wouldn't be copying."
Li Wei said, "How can you call what a scientist does copying? It's a combination of drawing inspiration