Crash-landed On An Island With Nine Beauties novel Chapter 2

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?

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[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?”

All the ladies had shoved themselves into the cave of the pilot. And of all the freaked out ladies, Claire was the only one who spoke. She was always the sassy bitch, Damien thought.

“Stop driving, you’ll get us killed!!!”

“Shut the fuck up, you bitch! Can you drive it? I’ll stand up now? Come take my position!”

Damien pretended to want to leave the staring, but Ayisha who had been standing at his back, holding firmly unto pilot’s seat, grabbed him,

“Please Damien. Ignore her. You got this.”

Damien felt goosebumps. That was a weird moment to feel happy let alone that elated, but he didn’t seem to care. Nobody had ever been that good to him. Not since he got this job.

He quickly pretended as if he wasn’t enjoying it. He sat back down. He glared at Claire,

“If you can’t help a situation wouldn’t you at least keep the fuck shut!!”

All the ladies were so surprised to see the loser Damien shout back. He hadn’t shouted back at just anybody, but at Claire. The worshiped model that people would die to take pictures with let alone touch. It was said that her boyfriend was a President’s son.

He loved the sudden look of defeat in Claire’s face. The shock in her face was everything. Even Tendzel who had wanted to join in took the warning.

Damien looked at Ayisha’s hand on his chest, she noticed,

“Please I’m scared. Don’t tell me to take it off.”

He dared not. Damien knew that he wouldn’t dare tell her to, he would only but pray that the situation be prolonged. Nasty.

But he didn’t let her know that that was how he felt. He nodded and concentrated back on the driving.

Unbelievably, he was beginning to get the grip of the flying.

AFTER ALL, THESE SURVIVAL EXPERIENCE POINTS HAVE A USE. He thought.

“I can see land.”