Rebirth: 100 Days Before Doomsday-Chapter 279: Her Dominance

Barely a week had passed since her meeting with the leaders of Starship Country's government and military when Grace received yet another invitation. But this time, it was from the Great Alliance.

The five most powerful leaders of the world, the ones who had survived the fall of civilization and managed to carve out their own strongholds, had taken notice of her because of the information they received from President Grant.

And their interest wasn't surprising at all. After all, she had three fully functional, self-sustaining bases that were mysteries for these new world leaders.

And then there was also her ability to create barriers that could keep out not only the infected and Shadow Beasts, but anyone in general whom she didn't want to see entering her lands. The Alliance wanted her power, or at least, the secret behind it.

But Grace had no intention of simply handing over what she had worked so hard for.

Instead, she was going to use this meeting to claim something for herself, a seat at the table of the Great Alliance.

The meeting was set to take place at Ironhold Base, a massive fortress controlled by the Alliance in what was once the northern part of the old world.

Unlike last time, where she had taken a normal military vehicle provided by Starship Country, this time, she decided to arrive there in style.

A custom-made private jet, sleek and reinforced with black-tinted windows and advanced defense systems, cut through the sky. This was not a simple pre-apocalypse aircraft.

It was one of the high-tech jets she had designed using her system's resources and the parts of the private jets she purchased in the past. This one was modified with advanced cloaking technology and shielding systems that made it nearly untouchable.

It was the first and only aircraft to be seen in the skies in over three years that didn't belong to the government and the military.

Her arrival alone was enough to send shockwaves through the Ironhold Base.

As the jet descended, a team of highly armed soldiers gathered on the tarmac, watching the aircraft in stunned silence. It had been a long time since anyone had seen something so advanced, let alone operational.

As the jet's doors slid open, Grace stepped out first.

She was dressed in all black - a fitted, high-collared combat suit that hugged her form, exuding both power and elegance. At her waist hung two gleaming daggers, while a reinforced tactical belt held several other weapons and devices.

Behind her, Davian and Rune followed. Both of them were wearing modified battle suits. And trailing behind them was Kevin and the team, all fully geared up.

Every single person in her team radiated power, discipline, and absolute confidence.

This was not the image of a mere survivor, but the image of a ruler.

The Great Alliance was composed of five leaders, each controlling a major region of the world that had survived the apocalypse.

Seated around a massive, oval-shaped metal table inside the grand hall of Ironhold Base, the five leaders were waiting. Their gazes sharpened the moment Grace entered with Davian and Rune.

As Grace walked in, she was able to feel their scrutiny and their silent calculations.

They wanted her secrets. They wanted to know how she had survived, how she had built three thriving bases, how she had a working aircraft of such advanced-technology.

But Grace was here to remind them that she was not someone they could simply use.

She took her seat without waiting for permission, exuding an air of absolute authority.

For a long moment, no one spoke.

It was the leader of the Western Stronghold, a man named General Kane, who finally broke the silence.

"Miss Blackwood," he began, his voice deep and measured, "You have made quite a name for yourself."

Grace smiled slightly but said nothing.

"Three bases. A working defense system that surpasses anything we have. A private jet. Tell me, what exactly do you want?"

She met his gaze without hesitation, and answered, "A seat in this alliance."

Her words sent a wave of shock through the room.

The Eastern Sovereign, a woman named Madam Elara, narrowed her eyes. "You expect us to simply hand over a position of power?"

Grace leaned back in her seat, keeping her gaze calm. "I expect you to recognize that I am more valuable as an ally than an enemy."

"Is that a threat?" asked the Northern Warlord, Commander Vance, in a dangerously low voice

Grace's lips curled into a small, knowing smile as she replied, "No, Commander. It's a fact."

She lifted her hand, and in an instant, a thin veil of shimmering energy spread across the entire hall.

The room fell deathly silent as the barrier took form.

No one could move.

The leaders of the Alliance sat there in absolute shock and silence.

Their guards, who had been stationed around the hall, tried to draw their weapons, only to find that they couldn't.

Grace held them all within her power.

She tilted her head slightly, observing them as they struggled against the invisible force.

"This is only a fraction of what I can do," she said softly. "And yet, you sit here wondering whether I deserve a seat among you?"

She released the barrier in the next breath.

Immediately, the room was filled with the sound of heavy breathing, as the leaders regained control of their bodies. Some looked furious, others unnerved, but all of them now understood.

Grace Blackwood was not someone they could control, not even when combined.

She was someone they had to respect.

"You have our attention," General Kane admitted, his expression unreadable. "But why should we trust you?"

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Grace placed a small holographic device on the table. With a tap, it projected a detailed map of the world, showing the current infected zones, the location of Shadow Beasts, and most importantly... the spread of the infection.

It was information far more detailed than what even the Great Alliance had.

"Because I have knowledge that you don't," she said. "I have resources you don't. And if you truly want to rebuild the world, then you will need me."