fighting to expand boundaries

He then dismissed everyone by telling them that he talked about how they should get most of the work done by telling them that he was best. Hurday realizing that the conversation was turning into group debate and discussion, concluded and said, "All right, you guys can eat something on your own but we can not waste time so you are only allowed to cook at night.

We will all cook together; be cautioned people to leave together." He was afraid they might horde food, lock themselves, or start to think it was their house, leading to complications later on 

how they could share each other's work but the work should be done mandatorily He mainly said it because he knew the burden of using mechanical tailoring machines, which caused heat to the body, such as increasing piles, blockage, etc He thought it would not only avoid complaints of not having free time but also increase productivity, as stitching a pile of cloths wasn't hard to learn but it did raise yet another problem, and he didn't want to think about it, so he prioritized crafting group so that other group would help them after their work.

It was late night already... And Hruday wanted to make something delicious so that everyone would feel satisfied. He wanted to cook by himself not only because he loved to cook but also because he wanted them to see him cooking because this was his plan to establish himself as a mentor and his friends as leaders. He had doubts and fears that he wasn't skilled enough and was too young, even though he was confident in his thinking. others would still doubt him. How could anybody not question this young man, who looks like he's barely 18?

He looked around the food section, which was arranged expiry date-wise, and picked up a little bit but felt nervous. He didn't realise that there were 14 people now and cooking for that many was out of his league. He called his aunt, whom he got to know in crafting group She felt motherly He didn't know why he felt that way because she was like his mother, though she didn't look like that at all. His mom was pretty and fit or he just wanted to fill the void by associating her with his mother or it was because of the stereotypical type of mom being either skinny or fat in his locality.

Whatever it was, he simply asked her and helped her with his friends Some offered help but he refused, saying the house was full and trying to decline in a funny way

After that He slept exhausted, he woke up to distant chatter. He looked up at the clock and said,

Shit, how did 6:30 turn into 9? For a second, he thought it was a dream, but he was still late. He finished cleaning himself and quickly got out. Ah, I should have woke up at the right time, but lucky for me, it seemed everyone was still doing their work as discussed. It was all thanks to his friends and Mark. It seemed like his natural talent for making friends made him relatable

At the same time, he felt exhausted just when he talked with everyone Every time he talked to unknown or not-so-close people, he didn't feel much when he talked about plans and tried to give a speech He felt weird; he knew he was introverted but why didn't he feel drained when he talked about plans? He didn't know; maybe he felt

He went to work, shifting unnecessary furniture and staking them in one house He wanted people to buy furniture as a luxury item and he wanted to make leaving the house as hard as possible. It helped kill zombies if someone turned, as everyone wore a mask so it wouldn't be easy to eat one another. He also wanted to use it to promote collecting and exploring outside the compound Overall, it wasn't efficient to keep them separate

He asked for the list of items available and made sure that everyone had the same quantity of food in their houses. In each house, there were 4 members, two small reserves of food, and one widow. In total, 3 houses were now occupied by people, excluding the 2 real residents who locked themselves

He wrote some plans, such as making windows removable from outside and inside without much resistance He talked about his plan to rescue the church and dorm; although people were against it and some uncles gave a good argument not to go to church, with numbers on his side, he won He knew that clearing church wasn't to rescue people, as he knew that nobody had survived, but he could rescue Roy's dad and he had access to chain small shop which had meat shop, inverter battery shop a general store medical store even a small clinic

How could he not go? But convincing others to go was the problem He was almost convinced that robbers and enslavers would come; he also feared that the government would drop a nuke

But still, it wasn't one of his worst fears; it was mosquitoes If it bites an infected person and then bites him, will he turn into them? He had no idea, because if it was, then his survival was next to impossible

Sighing, he looked outside to see if there were any changes in the zombies' behavior. His hair stood up as he saw a zombie glaring at him He quickly thought it was a coincidence but to his horror, it wasn't just one

He was right in all ways. They had regained their senses. There were still some zombies who acted like drunks, romping around but most of them were still looking for their prey

It wasn't them having eye contact that scared him, but the possibility and he could swear one of them was smiling at him He didn't want to venture out to conquer the land now, but this was more reason to do so He was certain that these zombies were dangerous because there was no way the government and military would shut down for just this Even if he had survived, why wouldn't the military? He was sure that either the spreading of infection was much more deadly or these zombies were smart

Because what is the chance of every military unit not responding or not receiving an official government warning? But it didn't matter; he had to prepare for the second-worst outcome and hope for moderation

He made his plan While discussing theory in his discord server, by now his server was filled with people discussing. He stopped after helping and encouraging others because time was important and he didn't know what was going to happen when the virus spread quickly. Medium seemed to be different; it was confusing him, as some doctors even tried to see infected people's blood and found nothing odd Most concerning was that some seemed to turn randomly without any bites, and then there was wave theory that some zombies seemed to move

Hruday didn't want to get misinformation; that's why he stopped it He also felt like this was a really long dream. He didn't know if it could traverse in the air. Is it a fungus? Do humans have resistance to it? Does that mean these dead bodies lying around will infect the air?

He didn't want to think more; he thought it was more depressing, but it also made him feel some kind of anxious drive for survival that he didn't have He visited the storage house and asked if all fuels in vehicles were extracted, which they were Now he was wondering if his plan was feasible

His plan was simple: make rope slide to the building, which was a chain store building He would first go there and secure and barricade the trees of that building, then the long stitched cloth pieces would be socked in fuel and dropped upon zombies, lighting it up and killing every zombie It sounded easy he was now skeptical: will it even kill it? Would zombies be intelligent enough to somehow escape?

He made sure that the clothes were stitched in a way that if one moved around, they would get tangled by hanging loop cloths stips In total, he soaked them to ensure each piece was bigger than him; it was going to spill when he took them out but it wasn't all bad. He had a plan on using 50 to 85 meters of cloth, 50 liters of fuel to sock them, and 20 Molotovs, each one of them being in different sizes and strengths. Will it be worth it? Yes, as it would give him access to a large area that is connected to a chain commercial building, which he could slowly kill and loot by breaking the back wall

The last part of the plan seemed easy but it was the first part of the plan he was skeptical about because, because of the zipline, the whole of his apartment didn't have steel cable but water and basic nylon rope He had to risk it to go there and more attempts, he made more likely they were going to die

Taking deep breaths, they somehow made the zipline Everyone was hesitant and advised against going, but only 5 people were going there it Friday: Roy, Mark, and a man named Jorge, who was in 30 rest, were either too heavy or scared and refused to do so

Hruday didn't want to be the first one to go but he didn't want to be the last so he asked Roy to go after him lucky Mark and Jorge's uncle seem to volunteer to put him at ease so after Mark landed all the supplies were received hruday slit through his heart beating crazily then roy who pushed hruday came regretting that he should have made troy should have experienced this after that everyone watched them nervously as they tried their best attract the zombies near them by throwing stones and Bluetooth speakers turning them on because they didn't want the zombies inside the building to come at them second think they were worried about was the fact that gate was open meaning they had to close them if they didn't want new zombies to come in although chances were less than zombies would come

Shaking their nervousness off, all 6 of them counted the zombies There were 56 zombies, and then they all started to untangle the huge pieces of tangly cloth It was hard to get through fuel-socked clothes, even with the help of four. Without one person getting tangled, they precisely threw them on top of each group that they attracted to kill

Then, removing their gloves, they ignited the molto and started hitting the zombies' heads. They all wore masks and goggles to protect themselves from flames, as by the time they reached the Molotov, it was midday, and the sun-scorching heat in summer was helping them The zombies roared and screamed, wiggling, and the black smoke rose