Crash-landed On An Island With Nine Beauties

Saving the ninth Girl

Damien woke up while the girls were still fast asleep. It was the birth of a new dawn. No idle clouds were seen making a scene in the sky.

He looked around the room. It was too tiny. If he decided to start the real project, he would do nothing but wake them up. That would unfair. He remembered that they were dead drunk yesterday and their heads must be aching.

IF WE ALL HAVE TO LEAVE TOGETHER, IT’S ABOUT TIME I STARTED WORKING ON THE REAL PROJECT.

He thought to himself. It seemed like he was the one delaying it. But that wasn’t really the case. He had been busy with couple of things lately. And to think of it, all the girls were now with him.

He made sure to secure them in safely before leaving. There was no sense of threat around. He left for the woods.

He flipped the window of the system out to reveal the points.

“13,000 experience points.”

He was glad that his points was increasing. It felt like his achievements were at the peak. He couldn’t imagine the numbers of things he would be able to do with the points.

(Ping! Unlocked the JUNGLE WITS feature.]

“Feature.”

Damien repeated, getting to the border of the village of the cannibals. “Why is it called a feature instead of a skill?”

While he was walking through the woods, before getting there, he’d noticed that the woods was unusually quiet. At first he thought that it was natural since the day was just dawning. Only for a random feature to be unlocked when he arrived here. “300 experience points for exchange.”

That wasn’t much compared to the amount of points he had now. He decided to exchange points for the new feature,

300 points for the Jungle

island. The host will randomly

so valuable but

into the needed shapes. Before, he couldn’t lift a

be the effects of the experience points. Does

He lifted up his cloth slowly to reveal

I didn’t notice

getting stronger

for about an hour, he began to erect the wooden bars

(Ping! System notification! Points or Tips?)

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cannibal’s allergy.) “Oh wow. They have an allergy?” Damien jumped off the fence. “But what is an Acatius root? How do I know it when I find it?” Suddenly he recalled that he just exchanged points for the JUNGLE WITS feature. He began to search the woods for the root but he couldn’t find it. He got frustrated. “Why isn’t this fucking Jungle shit kicking in? shouldn’t it help me find the root?” He flipped the system window out and scrolled through. Then he noticed that he didn’t activate it

it? But I didn’t activate other skills I — oh, this is a

feature. As soon as he activated it, a strange force tugged at his instinct and it seemed as

at the clusters of shrubs. He couldn’t find a thing. He felt like kneeling down and he did. He looked under the shrubs and saw little red plants whose blue flowers kissed the

pluck them. He put the flower to his nose. The smell was so fragrant and

muttered, thinking about how such pleasant smell could cause the cannibals nausea. He squeezed three of the blue flowers and rubbed its liquid on his neck. He smelt great. He followed the instinct to several other locations were the root was. He

in the wooden bars of fences. But then he got another idea. He began to plant the root at the base of the fences. After several hours of

the fence and tumbled

building the fence, none of the cannibals showed up. That did poke his curiousity. There were many huts in the village. “These creatures must be really intelligent.” His eyes caught a sight. He hurried in the direction.

of wheats and grains of rice. He had been thinking that they couldn’t keep living on

“Rice! Oh, God! Rice!!”