Crash-landed On An Island With Nine Beauties novel Chapter 9

Ayisha!!!

Walking down that path for a while, Damien noticed some big footprints in the damp soil. “This must be them.”

He was certain. He trailed the footprints to the foot of a large oak tree. He looked around and up ahead whether or not he would get another clue. “This can’t be the end of the road. The cannibal must have found another route. If the footprints stop here… that means two things.” He looked up the path and shook his head. “I don’t think a cannibal is wise enough to mask his own footprints. Giving by what I saw, I don’t think they are quite smart.”

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He raised his head and saw the shape of a hand on a branch, highlighted in a stain of blood on the branch. “This must be it.” Suddenly, he heard weird noise made in throttles and helped himself towards the direction. As he ran, he was reaching for his revolver. One thing he was damn sure of was that the noise weren’t coming from the ladies. He saw a small cave and hid behind a tree. The noise wasn’t coming from inside the cave. It was coming from a side. He took a risk and advanced. Then he saw clearly. Three cannibals seated on the cold earth, naked. He had no idea what they were doing. “Hey, dickwads!!!”

He called at them and at once they turned to him. They began to make a creepy noise, as they stood up and began to crawl-jump towards him. Damien didn’t waste time, he shot the first one who was gaining momentum, and then second one. The third cannibal seeing what had happened, suddenly bowed before Drake, hitting his head ruthlessly against the fallen twigs. 1 Damien took that as a trick and shot him. He walked to the corpses and retrieved the red balls of gold around their necks.

(Ping! Ping! Ping! Killed three predators and gained 2400 points.] (Ping! Ping! Ping! Obtained three balls of red gold and gained 3000 points.)

Damien smiled at his achievement. He tucked the smile in at once. He remembered that he only had three bullets left. He was goddamn sure that there were still many of the cannibals out there.

He would need more than bullets to get rid of all of them. He would have to find what the cannibals love, what smell attract them, then create traps. But to create effective traps, he would have to exchange points for the LORD OF THE HUNTS skill. Not to forget, he had to get

to the proficient level of the CAPENTER skill too!

A sudden realization knocked at his sense of reasoning!

“Wait! Does it mean that the last cannibal was worshipping me and not pulling a trick.”

He was quick to disagree, shaking his head.

“That’s not possible. Aside from Ayisha, nobody respects me, let alone worship. Who knows, maybe Ayisha is only around because she’s gaining something. What if it was the other way round, would she still be loyal.” He stopped talking for a while. “Wait… Ayisha! How’s she doing.”

He saved the balls of red gold in the system store; Earlier that day, he had thought of a safe place to save the gold away from other’s reach. If he saved it somewhere physical, someone might eventually find it. There was no guarantee otherwise. Point in time, he was scrolling the system and suddenly discovered that the system has a spacious store to keep things. That was were all the tools for exchange skills were kept too.

At the moment, he was running in the direction of the safehouse. He felt uneasy as soon as Ayisha crossed his mind. He didn’t know why. He kept running.

But again he thought of it the soothing way. He hadn’t left that particular geographic area because of a reason. It was because of the whistle he gave to her that prevented him from wandering off deep into the forest.

So that whenever she blew air into the whistle he could hear her call. But he didn’t hear it. There was nothing to be worried about. Plus he remembered giving her an ax.

Yet as much as he thought of it, the more he was anxious. Therefore increasing his pace and speed.

“Ayisha!”

He called on top of his voice as he approached the safehouse. He ran inside. There was no trace of her. His brain went on a fritz.

“Where did she go?”