Crash-landed On An Island With Nine Beauties

The real project

/Revolution (Ping! System notification: Task: Construct a watchtower before the expiration of nine days. Rewards: Potential discovery. Penalty: Lose 1000 experience points.]

“This is getting serious by the day.”

At this point, Damien knew that procrastination wasn’t a thing anymore. He had to start the real project at once. If he was to construct a watchtower, he must start and complete the real project first.

He walked briskly through the fence door towards the safehouse. He was returning from hunting three fat bunnies which they would eat that morning. He didn’t tell them yet that he had grains of rice. He had no idea why he felt like keeping it away. “Gather around.” He called at the girls. They did. The last person to join the group was… Ayisha, not Claire. “Since you’ve made up your mind to stay with me. It doesn’t come without a price. You can’t get shelter and food for free. You must pay for it, one way or the other. This time around, what is needed is collective responsibility.”

He wasn’t sure whether or not the ladies understood what he was saying. He decided to speak in plain words. “I’m about to start a project. As we see, this safehouse is too small for us. We could actually go to live in a cave or something, but there’s no guarantee of life and safety. Building something for ourselves would be the only chance at survival.”

He realized that he was talking too much. “Lisa and Evelyn, the both of you should prepare one of these bunnies and dry the rest. Before we start starving, food should be ready.”

He looked away from Lisa and Evelyn who were standing side by side. To the rest of the girls he said,

“The rest, come with me. We have much to do today.” He paused for a short while.

“Does any of you have any objections?”

but looked from one person to the

take that as

turned away from

“Follow me.”

days. He had been ready for

need to be reminded that having both the bevy of ladies and having to hunt down the cannibals both had advantages. While being with the ladies reasonably was an answer to his

and he started to lay a foundation. The ladies worked tirelessly, putting aside their differences. While he nailed the planks together, creating a format which had longed live in his head, the girls supplied him the planks. Going to and fro to bring the needed. Damien was very impressed when he saw Claire and Jada working together. The pair, working and chatting was way

meat was finished with complaints and gloomy face because it was tasteless, the girls

promise y’all a surprise at the end of the project. It’ll be a grand celebration.” They got back to work again. They did it more passionately and determinedly. It was very refreshing to see them cooperate. He hoped that it would last long. If it did, he wouldn’t have to worry about them anymore. He would think about exploring the island to its end, staking an undaunted claim to the cannibals, and then at the end of the quest, escape the Island to figure out

he could do was work. Worry about the present moment and leave

at night, the project was beginning to come to life. There were ten portable sized rooms and big palor,

for farming. It would be a great thing to have food next

butts. The girls were beginning to look like ghosts. He felt pity for them. But also, he wanted them to have a sense of responsibility.

were able to complete the project in two days’ time, before the following week, they would be back to their fresh and robust selves. He would see to that. He was actually surprised that none of the ladies complained yet. A part of him felt like they were acting like a flock of sheeps led against

“This is bullshit!!!”

walking briskly towards Damien. In