After returning home, the group gathered in the room.
Adlof stood at the front, his eyes gleaming with excitement, a smile spreading across his face. "Allow me to introduce our newest member," he said, his voice full of pride. "Sam, my old friend. He'll be our inventor."
Adlof gestured toward Sam, signaling him to take the floor. Sam, understanding the cue, stood up confidently. "I've understood the situation from Adlof," he began, his voice steady. "Our mission is clear: we must put an end to this madness."
He paused for a moment, then continued, "We need to stop the dogs. And I have some research on that. In fact, I brought some with me."
(As they fled, Sam suddenly spoke up.)
"We need to head to the ground-level air-conditioning room."
Sanan and Kim exchanged confused looks. "Why?" they asked in unison.
"I've left my research and materials there," Sam explained. "We must retrieve them quickly."
Without hesitation, Sam moved ahead, and Sanan and Kim followed suit, with Noureddine trailing closely behind, running at full speed.
Inside the air-conditioning room, Sam revealed his findings: blueprints for weapons to counter the aggressive dogs. These included poison-based weapons.
Kim's eyes sparkled with excitement, a broad smile on his face. "This is amazing! We'll have weapons like something straight out of the movies!"
Sanan's expression mirrored his, both of them thrilled at the possibilities.
Meanwhile, Noureddine and Adlof exchanged a quiet look, their expressions filled with inner pride at the progress they were making.
Sam, unfazed, continued. "But we can't stop there. We need to revise our plans. We'll set up patrols around the shelter to ensure the complex doesn't interfere with our operations. We also need to collect some discarded metals to help with the manufacturing process."
He turned toward Adlof. "I'll need a private workshop and a room for myself," Sam added, his voice calm and assured.
Adlof beamed with pride. "Everything is already prepared. The manufacturing room is on the roof, where you can build and experiment to your heart's content. Your room is next to Noureddine's, on the third floor."
Sam nodded with approval. "Perfect."
Noureddine, who had been quiet until now, smiled. "This is great. We're on the right track."
Adlof's expression grew serious. "We're on the path. But there's one issue we need to address."
"What is it?" asked Sam.
"We're running low on supplies. Our food stock is almost gone. We'll need to find a new source."
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Author: A1katb