After leaving Room 03, Furqon and Zafran walked slowly toward the operational floor of the Unified Division.
Their conversation with Dr. Jarir still echoed in their minds, but both understood one thing clearly:for now, nothing in their daily rhythm needed to change.
The construction of the Unified Forward Base was estimated to take a full two weeks.That meant they had a window of time—to catch their breath, plan their next moves, and strengthen internal coordination.
The atmosphere at Fortex Headquarters returned to normal, as if no major decision had just been made.The hallways were filled with the calm footsteps of personnel.The control room monitors continued to emit their cool bluish-white glow, soothing and steady.
The Engineering Team was back in the main workshop, refining the blueprints for small vehicles and communication modules.The Research Team focused on re-evaluating the safety protocols for the time machine, trying to eliminate even the smallest margin of error.Meanwhile, the Operations Team spent time running logistics simulations—planning the future movement of troops and equipment from headquarters to Facility D-7.
Furqon sat at his desk, eyes calmly scanning a holographic display of weekly reports.One by one, he added notes—revisions, approvals, or simple instructions.Across the room, Zafran was just as occupied, though more involved in directly briefing smaller teams.
There was no tension, no chaos.Only a cold, measured routine—quiet, but full of readiness.
Everyone knew:In the world of Fortex Intelligence, calm like this is often the sign that a storm is approaching.
But until that storm arrived, they would keep moving in silence—preparing everything with precision.
Two weeks might feel distant,but in their world, every second was a chance to strengthen the foundation—one that could determine the success or collapse of this monumental mission.