My 100th Rebirth a day before the Apocalypse novel Chapter 674

With everything already in place, what was there to fear? Those who had been granted administrator access shared the same sentiment.

There was nothing to worry about now that they could monitor all movements within the base through the territory's interface.

If anyone posed a threat or caused trouble, they could be immediately expelled—and once removed, no matter what they did, they wouldn't be able to re-enter the territory unless their expelled status was lifted.

"Oh! Was it really that difficult?" Keith asked, scratching his head as he processed Duke's explanation. "I thought it would be just like the games I've played before—where all you need to do is build a safe place, provide shelter, and establish a functioning society. I never expected there to be so many complications at play."

Kisha looked at him with a knowing smile.

Kisha understood exactly what Keith was thinking—after all, she had once thought the same in her past lives.

She had believed that simply creating a safe haven, protecting the people, and ensuring they had enough food to survive and grow stronger would be enough. But she had learned the hard way that survival required more than just security and resources.

She had to navigate politics, plan far ahead, and outmaneuver those who would scheme against her. Greedy factions and traitors would stop at nothing to take what she had built.

In this world, safety, food, and even hope were scarce commodities.

Compared to other bases and shelters, her territory was a beacon of stability—making it a prime target for those desperate enough to seize it by any means necessary.

She had paid the price for this lesson with her own life—more than once.

No matter how she played it—whether with kindness or with strength—she was always besieged by other survivors.

When she took the compassionate approach, welcoming everyone without strict regulations, she became nothing more than a servant to the people—a protector and provider at their beck and call.

The base quickly became overcrowded, and every minor issue became her responsibility. Dissatisfaction grew, and the very people she had saved began to demand more, as if her sole purpose was to cater to their needs.

But when she ruled with a firm hand, enforcing stricter policies to maintain order, rebellion followed.

Other factions banded together, working tirelessly to bring down her territory, eager to seize her resources and recruit her strongest people. _{frёewebηovel.cѳm}

Awakened ability users who were captured had only two choices: submit to a new faction or be thrown to the zombies, left to die a gruesome death.

Those with valuable abilities were treated like commodities—selected, branded, and traded like livestock, their power stripped from them the moment they fell into the wrong hands.

As Kisha spoke about the territory's development, memories of her past lives flashed through her mind. She had already thought long and hard about what needed to be done to prevent those tragedies from repeating.

Fortunately, she had learned a great deal from Duke in her previous life, and in this one, he was not only her mentor but also her husband and unwavering support.