The sun was barely up when Michael and Roy met in the small common area of the base. The events of the past few days had left them both shaken, but there was a renewed sense of determination in the air. They couldn't afford to be complacent any longer.
Michael stretched, feeling the stiffness in his muscles from the sleepless nights. "We need to start training seriously," he said, his voice firm. "We've been lucky so far, but luck won't keep us alive forever."
Roy nodded, his expression serious. "Agreed. We've been too reactive. It's time we start thinking ahead, like Hruday. He always seems to be one step ahead."
Michael pulled out a small, worn notebook from his pocket—Hruday's diary. He had found it among Hruday's belongings, and though it felt a bit invasive, he knew they needed to understand how Hruday thought and he wanted to confirm something tho he did not get in the format he had expected it to be Micheal chuckled chucking "turns out our mc is smart" but these crazy ideas did reinforce his theory
"Look at this," Michael said, flipping through the pages. "Hruday had plans for everything. It's like he knew things were going to fall apart."
Roy scoffed, leaning over to glance at the diary. "Come on, it's just Hruday being Hruday. Always over-thinking for every little thing."
Michael shook his head, a small smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. "Maybe. But look at this," he said, pointing to a particular entry. "He wrote about setting up a digital inventory system for the base—before we even started."
Roy raised an eyebrow, slightly impressed. "He was really thinking ahead, wasn't he?"
Michael nodded, his tone growing more thoughtful. "It's almost like he knew things would get bad. It makes you wonder if he knew more than he let on."
Roy laughed, though there was a hint of unease in his voice. "You're making him sound like some kind of prophet. He's just good at planning, that's all."
"Maybe," Michael said, but the seed of doubt had already been planted. He closed the diary and looked Roy in the eye. "Either way, we need to follow through on his plans. Strengthen this base, and make it secure. And then we need to deal with the Scout Leader with our brain he said as he touched his temple ."
Roy's expression darkened at the mention of the Scout Leader. "That guy's a problem," he muttered. "We can't let him keep undermining us. He's dangerous."
Michael clenched his fists, his anger simmering just below the surface. "I want to crush that guy with a car," he said, his voice low and cold. "But we need to be smart about this. If we act too rashly, we could end up in the dich."
Roy nodded in agreement. "We need to establish our dominance like hruday said to gather more support and make sure everyone's on our side before we do anything drastic. In the meantime, we focus on the base. Make it strong enough that we can defend ourselves, no matter what."
They sat down with the diary, going over Hruday's ideas for improving the base. Some of the entries were practical, others downright bizarre, but all of them were aimed at one goal: survival.
One entry detailed a plan to establish a digital system to manage the base's inventory.
Hruday had noted the importance of tracking supplies, assigning tasks, and ensuring everyone had what they needed. He had even mentioned an app—a 300 MB application that could do it all: inventory management, a metal detector, a compass, a leveler, and it could even make a wifi network for secure communication.
"Can you believe he found this app before everything went to hell?" Michael marveled, scrolling through the features. "It's like he knew we'd need something like this."
Roy shook his head, half-amused. "Hruday was always a bit of a tech geek, but this is next level. Who would have thought a single app could do all that?"
Michael chuckled. "Yeah, it's pretty amazing. We'll need to get this set up as soon as possible. We can't afford to lose track of our supplies."
Roy said and make sure to install it in every phone we have in storage look he does say that here
oh!, it can be used as CCTV by connecting one another and a night vision camera what the hell "we need to test this
humm micheal asked should we ask him to distribute those phones?
Roy asked i don't know, what if they start playing these games and hruday seems like he is going to sell them
As they continued reading, they found more of Hruday's ideas—some practical, others bordering on the ridiculous.
"Hruday actually wrote about setting up a sanitary pad box in the women's section of the building," Roy said, raising an eyebrow. "And here's one about making a cam arrow using a mobile phone and a small parachute."
Roy laughed, shaking his head. "I don't know if he was a genius or just bored at this point i can't believe he had written all this after the apocalypses and downloaded these things when we didn't even know if we could survive a day,
but we could use some of these ideas. Like this recent one—weapon cleaning and storage stations with individual spaces for everyone. That's something we should definitely set up."
Roy grinned. "And look at this—he had plans to loot tech stores and a small smith's hut. He even drew a little map showing where they were."
Michael's smile faded slightly. "That could be dangerous, though. Those places are probably overrun, or worse, claimed by other survivors. We'll have to be careful."
Roy nodded in agreement. "Yeah, but if we can pull it off, it would be worth it. We could get the tools and supplies we need to really fortify this place."
Roy said shouldn't we give him he asked it you know
hruday did mention bringing his book today but he did not tell me when haha I will read everything Michael chuckled
As they continued to discuss Hruday's plans, the tension in the room slowly began to ease. The more they talked, the more they realized that Hruday's meticulous planning had given them a solid foundation to build on. They just needed to follow through.
Sophia came taping on Michael's shoulders "Thanks for the supplies. You're really are amazing guys these new meds are making a difference," the message read. "Let's keep pushing forward."
Michael smiled, feeling a renewed sense of purpose. "Looks like we're not alone in this," he said, .
Roy grinned. "Good to know someone appreciates us."
shopia slightly raising her voice what do mean everyone is grateful for you guys Roy said "apparently not according to the scout leader and their gang we are rash it seems "
she strongly denied him lastly saying "don't be bothered by him I honestly think he is a bit..."
"of a bully " Micheal finished her sentence yes we know not a bit too much Michael explained some of the incidents except hruday's and his own to test water
They both laughed, but the moment was short-lived. The reality of their situation quickly settled back in, and they knew there was still much to be done.
Michael and Roy spent the next few hours setting up the digital inventory system that Hruday had planned. It was tedious work, but the app was as versatile as Hruday had promised. Soon, they had a functioning system in place, with all their supplies logged and categorized.
"This is going to make things a lot easier," Michael said, satisfied with their progress. "We'll be able to track everything—food, weapons, medicine. No more guesswork."
Roy nodded, looking impressed. "It's like having a mini supermarket right here in the base. I don't know where Hruday found this, but I'm glad he did."
As they finished setting up the system, they took a moment to reflect on their progress. The base was far from perfect, but it was becoming more organized, more secure. And with each passing day, they were getting stronger.
With the digital inventory system in place, Michael and Roy turned their attention to the future. They still had a lot of work to do, and there were tough decisions ahead.
"What about the guns in the police station?" Michael asked. "Should we try to take them?"
Roy considered this for a moment. "It's a risk. The police station might be overrun, and we'd be exposed. But if we can pull it off, it would be a huge advantage. We should talk to Hector about it, see what he thinks ."
Michael nodded, already forming a plan in his mind. "We'll need to be careful, though. We can't afford to lose anyone on a reckless mission."
As they discussed the logistics of raiding the police station, the conversation inevitably turned back to the Scout Leader.
"We need to be smart about dealing with him," Roy said, his tone serious. "He's dangerous, and he's got people on his side. We can't just take him out without a plan."
Michael's expression darkened. "I know. But if he tries to pull something like that again, I won't hesitate to crush him—literally."
Roy smirked. "Let's just make sure we've got our own people in line before we do anything drastic. We can't afford to lose the base because of some power struggle."
Michael agreed, knowing they had to tread carefully. The Scout Leader was a problem, but they couldn't let him distract them from their ultimate goal—survival.
As the day drew to a close, Michael and Roy found themselves flipping through Hruday's diary once more. They came across a section where Hruday had outlined his vision for the base—a self-sustaining community with its own currency, a place where people could trade and contribute to the group's survival.
"He even had plans for a makeshift blacksmith's hut and a weapon sharpening station," Michael said, shaking his head in disbelief. "It's almost like he was building his own little kingdom."
Roy laughed. "He always was a bit of a dreamer. But maybe that's what we need right now—a little vision, a little hope."
Michael nodded, feeling a renewed sense of determination. "We can make this work. We just have to stick together and keep moving forward."
As they closed the diary, Michael looked at Roy with a serious expression. "We're going to make this place strong, Roy. We're going to make it safe. And we're going to make sure that when Hruday wakes up, he'll see that all his plans
weren't for nothing."
Roy nodded, clapping Michael on the back. "Damn right. We've got work to do."
and they started to input all the items info into the computer hours passed by damm man this thing as or and bar code generator and reader what the hell
they continued to upload this to the computer Michael's face darkened asd he was the one uploading things from the book to the computer while Roy was checking
Michael's face grayed slightly his heartfelt incoming danger and he felt slight pain in the heart Michael said Roy
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guys, there is an actual app hruday had downloaded a few of them even I have available on Play Store first one is All Tools, The second one that is amazing is Survival Manual actually hruday would mention this but I didn't want anybody to put a copyright or something