My Ultimate Sign-in System Made Me Invincible Chapter 726 Attack On Sovereignty (2)

After the Nova Medical Center announcement dropped, governments around the world faced a strict thirty-day window on the Nova Medical Centers application portal. They had no idea what to do.

At the same time, they knew exactly what to do. The situation felt helpless. It was far worse than the financial exposure Nova Technologies forced on them over the past eleven months. T

hey couldn't decide on a course of action. The choice sat in front of them on their screens. They needed to submit the application or refuse it. They knew refusing the terms equaled political suicide. Their pride and ego stood in the way of survival.

Lucidnet Finance already crippled their standing. Nova Technologies exposed the true financial debt of the United States and every sovereign countries around the world, revealing the actual consolidated obligations. The governments lost their ability to control the narrative. The public no longer trusted them. Now, Nova Technologies demanded sovereign land for a medical center.

Inside the White House, the President sat in the Oval Office. Her top advisors filled the room. No one spoke for a long time. The terms of the Nova Medical Center demanded total surrender. Nova wanted free land.

Nova demanded full legal immunity for all staff. The United States government would have no jurisdiction inside the facility. No American laws would apply within the perimeter. No taxes could be collected.

"If we sign this, we give away sovereign land," a senior legal advisor said. "We create a zone where our own federal agents have no authority. They want total immunity."

"If we don't sign it, Canada will," the Chief of Staff replied. "Or Mexico will sign it. The North American center will go to Toronto or Mexico City. American citizens with cancer will buy plane tickets. Parents with sick children will cross the border. They will get cured on foreign soil. Then they will come home and vote us out of office."

The room went silent again. The logic was unbreakable. The President looked at her computer monitor. She read the terms over and over. Her pride told her to reject the offer. The United States did not bow to private companies. But Nova Technologies possessed the cure for terminal diseases. The government had no leverage against them.

Outside the White House gates, tens of thousands of people gathered. They did not protest the economy or shout about foreign policy. They held up printed photographs of sick family members. They held signs demanding the government submit the application.

This scene played out across the globe. Citizens in London, Paris, Tokyo, and Seoul took to the streets. The global public demanded the cure. They did not care about land or legal jurisdiction. They cared about their dying children and spouses.

In London, the Prime Minister stood by a window at 10 Downing Street. He watched the massive crowds standing in the freezing rain. His approval ratings sat at an all-time low following the financial market exposures.

"The Cabinet remains split," his top aide said from the doorway. "The Home Secretary refuses to grant legal immunity to a private entity on British soil. She plans to resign if we submit the application."

"Let her resign," the Prime Minister said. He turned away from the window. "If France submits before we do, the European center goes to Paris. Our citizens will beg French border guards for access to the cure. This government will collapse the very next day. We will face riots."

The arithmetic remained brutal across every region. Nova Technologies offered no room for negotiation. They provided no secondary communication channels.

Any attempt to modify the conditions resulted in immediate disqualification. They pitted neighboring countries against each other. They forced allies to compete for a single regional prize.

In Seoul, the President of South Korea held an emergency meeting. The executives from major corporations already bowed to Nova Technologies. Companies like Samsung had already eagerly signed partnership agreements to sell their devices on the space station. The corporate world accepted the new reality. The political world struggled to catch up.

"Japan will submit their application by midnight," the South Korean intelligence director said. "China is preparing a massive land offering near Shanghai. If we don't offer a location, the Asian medical center goes to a rival. Our citizens will travel to Beijing or Tokyo for treatment."

The South Korean President rubbed his eyes. He hated the terms. The requirement to guarantee unrestricted entry for all confirmed slot holders violated their national security protocols.

Nova demanded zero visa restrictions and zero travel bans. They demanded the host country provide exterior security at their own cost while remaining forbidden from stepping inside the facility.

"Prepare a land package," the South Korean President ordered. "Find a suitable location near the coast. Draft the acceptance letter without any modifications."

The world leaders realized they no longer dictated the terms of global engagement. They functioned as mere administrators for a higher power. Nova Technologies did not negotiate. They dictated reality. The governments felt like cornered animals. They possessed militaries, nuclear weapons, and massive economies.

None of those tools mattered against an entity that operated from space. They couldn't launch a missile at a company that held the cure for every disease on Earth. They couldn't sanction an organization that controlled the dominant financial and social network.

The helplessness consumed them. In every capital city, powerful men and women stared at the same submission portal. They read the clause stating Nova Technologies owed no financial obligation to the host government. They read the rule explicitly banning taxation on facility operations and staff compensation.

The host nations would foot the bill for external security while gaining zero economic benefit. They accepted these humiliating terms because the alternative meant watching their citizens die while a neighboring country celebrated a medical miracle.

The politicians struggled with their bruised egos. They spent their entire careers holding power. Now they held none. They realized their political survival required total compliance. Refusing the medical center meant denying the cure to their own dying citizens.

A leader who rejected a medical miracle over a few acres of land would not survive the public backlash. The citizens would tear their governments apart. The people wanted the medical nanites. They wanted the cure for spinal muscular atrophy and cancer.

The media amplified the pressure. News anchors discussed the application process every hour. Pundits debated the loss of sovereignty. Medical experts interviewed families with terminal patients. The families begged their governments to submit the paperwork. The collective desperation of humanity squeezed the politicians from all sides. The pressure broke them down. The politicians surrendered their leverage and their dignity.

Three days after the portal opened, the resistance broke.

The President of the United States sat alone in the Oval Office. She stared at the Nova Technologies government liaison channel on her screen. She picked up a secure digital pen and signed the executive order.

She authorized the transfer of a large tract of federal land outside Austin, Texas. She did not include any amendments. She added no legal caveats. She surrendered total jurisdiction over the specified area.

She tapped the screen and submitted the formal application through the Sign-in System.

Within six hours, forty-two other nations submitted their own applications. Governments rushed to click the confirm button before their regional neighbors could beat them to it. The pride and posturing vanished. A desperate rush to secure the medical center replaced the initial hesitation.

The leaders swallowed their pride and they helplessly gave Nova Technologies everything it asked for. They signed the papers and waited for the company to choose a winner. They watched their screens and hoped they offered enough to satisfy the entity holding their fate.