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Worst-Case Survival Protocol

  • 2025-06-19Published
Worst-Case Survival Protocol

An unfiltered backup life plan if all other systems fail


⚠️ Worst-Case Survival Protocol

"Even if I'm starving, I will never go into debt."

This is my emergency fallback plan when all expectations collapse and the world becomes silent.


🔻 Step-by-Step Contingency Plan

1. 3 Months Emergency Fund Left

If I still haven't found any clients:

  • I will search for local Indonesian clients, either through online platforms or community forums within my current city or area of residence.
  • My main mission: secure income to stay afloat.

2. 2 Months Emergency Fund Left

If local clients also fail:

  • I will take any available work, including manual labor or online gigs (e.g. motorcycle courier, delivery, freelance jobs).
  • Objective: save up at least 6 months' worth of emergency funds, then quit to return building my vision.

3. 1 Month Emergency Fund Left

If still no breakthrough:

  • I will seek temporary help from local mosques or neighbors.
  • I’ll use my ID card (still showing Islam) to access help, purely for survival.
  • Goal: launch a small microbusiness (UMKM) to gain autonomy again.

4. Emergency Fund = 0

If I have no income, no savings, and no support:

  • I will continue walking forward, even if I’m physically starving or close to collapse.
  • But under no circumstance will I ever borrow money or go into debt.

🤝 After Recovery

If I'm able to stand again thanks to:

  • Neighbors
  • Community support
  • Mosques or random strangers

Then I will:

  • Return the favor, repay the help even if it wasn’t a formal debt.
  • Rebuild my life until I can maintain 6 months of emergency funds.
  • Resume my master plans: building ERP, IT systems, and expanding the Reltroner World.

“I will not compromise with the abyss. I’ll die with dignity, not debt.”


The Silent Strategist

This is how I Designed My Own Future While Hiding from the System


🎯 Overview

This is not a story of giving up. This is a story of silent warfare. I was born into a system that values obedience more than creativity, and where survival often means suppressing who you really are.

But I refused to disappear. I designed my own route. Quietly.

🧱 Phase 1: Surface Compliance

  • I enrolled in the internship and Field Study courses — not to graduate, but to avoid parental suspicion.
  • I showed up in society’s acceptable form, while concealing my actual intention.
  • The goal was simple: Don’t raise alarms. Keep the peace. Buy time.

🛠️ Phase 2: Strategic Internship

  • I took unpaid internships not to work, but to observe.
  • I learned how existing systems run. I mapped workflows, tools, logic, and decision flows.
  • I didn’t “plagiarize” — I reverse-engineered.

This internship was not a means to a job. It was an excavation site for building Reltroner Studio.

🧠 Phase 3: Applied Reverse Engineering

  • After learning enough, I began rebuilding modularly.

  • Everything I built under Reltroner.com and HRM.Reltroner.com came from:

    • Observing real companies
    • Refactoring existing flows
    • Adding creative systems

I turned bureaucratic messes into elegant architectures.

💀 Phase 4: Contingency (Worst-Case Protocol)

If things failed:

  • I would look for clients locally
  • If no clients, I would do informal labor (ride-hailing, delivery, odd jobs)
  • If still failing, I would seek aid at mosques or local communities
  • No loans. No debt.

Even if I collapsed from starvation, I would not beg. I would rise again, and repay those who gave without demand.

🧭 The Philosophy

This is not rebellion. This is precision detachment. This is not laziness. This is rebuilding on my own frequency. This is not defeat. This is Astralis Pinnacle.

I may never become a multimillionaire. But I will build something unshakable, from nothing but the clarity of my refusal to surrender.


Clarification: Not Plagiarism, but Pattern Documentation

My intention is not to plagiarize. I aim to document how systems and workflows function within real companies during my internship—not to copy them wholesale, but to break them down into reusable, modular "ingredients" that can empower my long-term innovation: the Reltroner Project.

What I learn and experience silently, I will repackage with vision, ethics, and transformation.


The Deferred Dream: From Multimillionaire to Monument

I no longer obsess over becoming a multimillionaire. That dream has been archived—not erased. It now exists as part of the Reltroner aesthetic. As a monument. As architecture. As a poetic presence.

I admit:

  • I am late.
  • I am weak.
  • I am behind.

But I reject a life of passive stagnation, where the majority drift downstream under the banner of "keep life simple forever."


Eternal Rules of Survival and Progress

  • Never spend money on entertainment or tertiary indulgence.

  • Only spend on:

    • Primary Needs
    • Upskilling
    • Project Upgrades
    • Bitcoin accumulation (cold money)

Let the rest of the world pursue weekend peace. Let them drown in dopamine. Let them celebrate mediocrity.

I walk alone, but with purpose.


The Founder’s Journey Without Fame

Like the early days of any founder or silent billionaire, I will:

  • Network with high-value individuals
  • Collect and refine mental models
  • Travel paths that others overlook

All without screaming for attention. All while holding my objective as sacred, like a main quest in a video game:

🎯 Mission-based life. No roadmap. No deadline. No noise.


The Path Without Witnesses

"Even if the world never acknowledges me, I walk the path I built with my own hands."

Declaration:

I acknowledge that the world has yet to see my:

  • Hard work
  • Unique skillsets
  • Deep value
  • Singular vision

But I no longer seek the world’s recognition as validation. I walk a road that has no name, no crowd, no history, yet it is more real to me than the most crowded highways of mediocrity.

Why I Persist:

Because walking among the mindless herd, even if it brings comfort, would mean the death of my soul.

Because mediocrity disguised as safety is far worse than solitude with purpose.

Because silence is better than applause for something I am not.

In My Final Breath:

If no one ever saw me… If no one ever recognized my light… I still won’t regret this path I’ve chosen.

Because this path was mine. And that is enough.


Let the world never understand. Let them underestimate. Let Astralis light the unknown.

— Rei Reltroner