Doomsday Pillars

"Bali? 8 months from now? Isn’t that just before the tribulation start? That’s basically us only coming to help you rid of your trouble. What are we gonna do about our problem?" he snapped.

Alex plans to maximize the strength of his fighters first before he executes his plan to attack the gate of abyss. He hopes that after 8 months there would be many Sky realm Magus as well as Sky realm Knight who had reached high stage.

That way his chances of success were higher. If he succeeds in closing Bali’s Gate of Abyss, then until the next tribulation, which will be 2 years from now, Bali will become the paradise for humans. An island that is free from the threat of zombies and abyss monster.

Alex himself wasn’t sure if he would be able to close the Abyss gate, but he would definitely try it anyway. And if he happens to be successful, he would certainly help others close their Gate of Abyss.

"As I said, general. In case you don’t understand my words beforehand, I will still do it with or without assistance. Naturally I will not refuse anyone who wants to join."

Jurgen spoke again.

"Mr. Alex, if we helped you, would you help clear our gates in return?"

"Of course I will but I can’t promise anything because the time left until the tribulation begins is very limited."

Jurgen, who is a very experienced intelligence officer, certainly understands Alex’s reasons. He can also consider Alex’s goals and objectives where he will also do the same as Alex if he is in Alex’s position.

President McCord was the first to agree to Alex’s invitation.

"I agree to send assistance in your endeavor, Mr. Alex. I am sure the US forces will have a great deal of information on clearing the abyss gate by joining the battle."

"Huh! This is why the two of us always at odds with each other. You should worried about your people first!" said General Max.

"General, I know they elected me as the president of United States, our people put their trust on me to protect them. And now I believe that what is best for our people is to find a solution to this global threat."

"For me, I don’t have the luxury of worrying about what’s beyond the sea when my enemy is beside me." he sneered.

These words of the general have a double meaning. Which enemy is he referring to?

Is it the monsters or the current United States government?

Hearing this, the President frowned, but she seemed unwilling to respond and just kept quiet.

Alex who saw this said in a mocking tone. "Didn’t you just say you were going to beat up those monsters? I am amazed at the speed with which your thoughts change. How unreliable."

"Y-Y-You!!"

Alex then turned his head and noticed the expression of a woman representative who was turning pale.

"Miss, are you all right? What happen? Do you have anything to say?"

The woman in her 40s who looked like a great fighter wearing a military uniform with a red beret on her head seemed hesitant to speak. But in the end she dared to speak.

"I am Miciela, the representative of South Africa. My people are one of the last few community to survive the terror. The apocalypse made my people lost their family and their brethren, but most importantly... we don’t have the luxury to talk about what will happen in the next 8 months. We are not even sure that we will survive the next few days. Many of our fighters sacrificed themselves to reach the 30th floor. We barely manage to complete the second challenge and just when we thought that things would heading for a better direction, the second level hall does not provide any solution to our problem."

"Worst of all, we are constantly attacked from all sides and running out of resources. I hope anyone of you could send help to us."

Everyone’s faces changed when they heard that. They realized that many areas around the world need help, especially those in isolated areas.

President McCord argues that sending a special team in 8 months is much easier than sending aid now. Moreover, the African continent is on the other side of the world from the American continent.

"We are not currently in a position to help, especially to a country which located far from us. Mr. Jurgen, I heard you are working with Egypt, is there any possibility that you can send help?" she said.

Ardeth, the man with the tattoo on his face who was standing beside Jurgen spoke in response.

"We would like to help but our priority right now is the cities around us, the same as anyone here. Actually there is a new threat from the east. The radicals are even wilder than usual so our resources are very limited at the moment. Chances are in 2 or 3 months we can start helping our neighbors

Miciela just smiled hopelessly at Ardeth’s answer. She attended the special meeting today to find a solution to her pressing problem, not the next few months. She needed a solution for NOW.

Alex opened his mouth. "Actually.."

"Yes.. Mr.Alex?" asked Miciela, hope in her voice

"Devita, maybe you are more suitable to say it." Alex threw the job to his wife.

Even though Devita is someone who leads the pillar in Bali, she feels she has no place to speak in front of these world leaders and skilled fighters. But after hearing about the condition of South Africa and his husband’s "encouragement", it seems she can’t just keep quiet.

"Miss Miciela, I think we can help you. Maybe some of you may or may not have heard of the products we create."

"Products?" everyone is confused.

Devita then began talk about the magic raisin and the Tier 1 Hardened weapons produced in Bali, both are solutions for today’s cities. She also explained that she already had a fleet that could start sending this equipment across the ocean.

A magic raisin that can solve food problems and Tier 1 Hardened weapons that are the solution against threats.

Hearing that, Miciela’s eyes lit up and said.

"Really? There is such a thing?"

"Yes, we created it." Devita replied.

"Please help me and my people! What should I do for you to be willing to help me?"

"We can discuss the details after this meeting ends. After we reach an aggrement, I estimate that assistance can be immediately provided within 2 weeks at the latest."

Alex then added

"Miss Miciela, we can even help provide other assistance such as relocation, for example. The island of Madagascar can become a new base for the inhabitants of South Africa. We have the ability to do that."

Alex saw Miciela’s face, which was previously lethargic, immediately looked hopeful.

*Clap* *Clap* *Clap*

A clapping sound was heard... General Max came back again with his snarky comment.

"Amazing Mr. Alex, truly amazing. I now 99% believe that you are from the future, I can not even imagine what it will be like to go through 10 years of apocalypse. I’m sure you have seen a lot of suffering but as you said before, we all must unite and work together to face the apocalypse."

When Alex heard that, he smiled. But, General Max’s next words darkened his face.

"But I heard that you are actually selling your services all over the world. So who are you? A hero? A savior? Or just some kind of merchant aiming for profit."

This is another blatant attempt to discredit Alex, the ’American’ general seems to hate him so much for helping the American president.

"General Max, your words are sharp as a sword, rather than being a general, being a politician will suit you better." he said coldly.

He then continued.

"To answer your question, saying that I am a merchant is not wrong at all, unlike you i am basically an entrepreneur. No entrepreneur likes to give without anything in return, this is a basic principle of entrepreneurship. I just took advantage of the law of supply and demand."

"But, I can assure you that we will not take advantage of the suffering of others. Once again I emphasize that nothing is free in this world. If the price this lady offered me matches what I am offering then it is a win-win for both us."

"I still need to make sure all my workers are fed and the industry is running right? This way, your pay will help more people in the future."

"Pfft... the word of a greedy businessman." replied the general.

"You are correct, general. I’m not actually offended by being called a businessman. We are all here selling something, selling your power, selling your skills, and I happen to know the secret to making this thing so I sell it, for a very reasonable price."

Alex started to see several people in this place nodding after hearing his explanation. It seems that he will get more customers after this meeting. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

"But you are right, General. I am open to anyone here who wants to be more than just a customer, but also a business partner."