Crash-landed On An Island With Nine Beauties

Alone With Ayisha

He swallowed the thoughts, his eyes moving tirelessly in his sockets. He didn’t know how to fly a jet. But he sat in the pilot’s seat, after hitting his head several times.

And as soon as he grabbed the wheel a window pop-up appeared at his front. Then followed a robotic voice.

[Alarming impact on this territory suddenly unlocked the “cataclysm survival” system. Host: you.]

“What the hell is this?”

Damien didn’t know what to think. Is this some kind of stupid games?? What does the system mean??

“Take this shit off…”

Damien threw one of his hand to wave the pop-up off but his hand entered through it. His action has just launched him into the game’s interface.

Another window suddenly popped up

[Land the jet, unlock 3000 survival experience points]

What the f**k?

——- 

[Ping! Driving the jet and gaining 100 survival experience points.]

[Ping! Steering the yoke and gaining 200 experience points.]

Damien had no idea what he was doing. All he knew was that he didn’t want to die and was going to land the jet. He had no idea how. But that wasn’t the time for questions.

And there was the annoying pings of survival experience points he had no idea what to do with.

He had every reason to survive. Don’t blame him, but he was so happy that the crazy Alex had fallen off. When he thought of it, his heart missed a beat to think that the life of the super classy nine ladies now depend on whether or not he landed the jet.

“What are you doing? Do you even know how to fly this? What if you get us killed?”

freaked out ladies, Claire was the only one who spoke. She was

you’ll

you bitch! Can you drive it? I’ll stand up now? Come

who had been standing at his back, holding

Damien. Ignore her. You got

let alone that elated, but he didn’t seem to care. Nobody had ever been that good to him. Not since he got this

enjoying it. He sat back down. He glared at

wouldn’t you at

back. He hadn’t shouted back at just anybody, but at Claire. The worshiped model that people would

shock in her face was everything. Even Tendzel who had

looked at Ayisha’s hand on his chest,

scared. Don’t tell me to

dared not. Damien knew that he wouldn’t dare tell her to, he would only but

didn’t let her know that that was how he felt. He nodded

beginning to get

POINTS

“I can see land.”

the direction of a piece

it’s an

said behind him. He wanted to know who that was. Who the lady who could be less scared enough to speak clearly in such situation where the likes of Claire were about to shit

land this now.

warned, discarding the former urge. He steered the cockpit and then

and

we going to make

fisted hands clutched to her breasts. Damien didn’t care. He had enough to worry about. The

airspeed and rate of

SHIT, AM I REALLY LANDING.

The way he handled the wheel, it

looked again at Ayisha’s hand on his

MORE,

too could and some of them were saying their prayers.

was past the retreating waves of the ocean and was approaching land, a sudden missile hit the jet at the front, shattering