Crash-landed On An Island With Nine Beauties
Chapter 96

"Will she able to handle it?"

Damien stood there watching as Evelyn remained seated there. After the sex, when she shut her eyes, he had intentionally activated the invisible gait and slowly stood up from her.

"She would think she had just dreamt. But the juice would give her another idea."

He stared at her for a while, observing her face. There was a certain blanket of peace spread across her face. It was very obvious that she enjoyed what they shared. "Woo... that felt so good."

Damien puffed air of relief. He felt so light and refreshed after the release. He could had blown himself off for all he cared, but he hated it. He would rather have sex than do that. Even if it meant risking being caught.

He turned away from her. He couldn't keep standing there all day long. He had enough to get him busy. And now that the sex part had been taken care of, he should get to the normal activities.

"What if it was Claire or Ayisha? I'm sure that it wouldn't had been this easy."

"Getting away would had been quite tough. I'm sure."

Evelyn stood up and cleaned herself. He watched her as she walked towards the hut. She didn't stay long then came out.

"Something must be wrong with me. If I could have a dream that felt so real and made me cum so heavily... I don't know what ---"

She paused for a moment, looking around.

"Or could he be somewhere around here? Could it be that it was real? Could it be that I wasn't dreaming?"

She gulped.

"If that's true, then where he is? He couldn't had run away."

She chuckled wryly.

"He's been gone for long that we don't know what happened exactly to him. If he really returned... would he had returned to me first because of sex?"

She shook her head.

"No, that isn't the Damien I know. He has a great prospect and his mind isn't so limited. His thoughts are beyond things like that."

She shrugged, probably trying to shoo the thoughts off.

"But then, nothing like this has ever happened to me. This is so strange. Should I talk to the girls... or the wolf?"

She shook her head. She obviously wasn't getting what she wanted.

"Ayisha or Claire... or Mira... they are more reasonable than the rest. They might know what is wrong."

She nodded, then started to walk away. He stood there watching her go. Suddenly, she halted and shook her head. Then she looked in his direction. She started walking towards him. For a moment, Damien forgot that he was invisible.

"Can she see me? That's not possible."

He was very nervous as she kept walking closer and closer till she got to him. They were in eye contact.

"Can you see me? Evelyn, can you see me?"

He wasn't sure of what else to think. But she bent down slowly, reaching her hand to the earth. He looked. She picked up an earring.

"How good the sex was. I almost lost my earring."

She chuckled, her face lighting up.

"Whether dream or not, Damien is the best fucker. That was so Utopian. I never wanted it to end. I wish it could happen in real life."

She turned and walked away, fixing the earring she had lost. A long diamond earrings with highlights of costly stones. Yes! That was how rich a typical girl from the BMX group was.

He watched her go. She didn't stop for a moment this time. His face broke into a wild smile. His brain just processed the compliments.

"Who could tell that Evelyn could be this wild. Looks innocent but naughty."

He nodded, smirking.

"Interesting."

Suddenly, he felt some sort of heat burning at his shoulder blade from behind. He looked, tracing the activity.

"The sun is up. I should make use of this day wisely, before the system gives me a duration to leave the island."

He scorned.

"I really hope that it won't come to that. I can't be rushed to do the things I have in mind. I would need as much time as I need." He started walking, but halted.

"But by the way, how are the rest of the girls doing. Have they been eating well? Did they even miss me?"

He chuckled wryly at the funny thought.

"Miss me indeed."

He flipped out the system window and began to scroll through. He got to the end of the first window.

"First tier... funny."

The window loaded and popped up another window.

"Second tier."

He scrolled past the first skill/feature on the list.

"These are not called skills or features. Attributions. What a weird name."

The first attribution was QUESTION AND ANSWERS. He had seen that before. He scrolled to the next one.

"Let's see what this i---"

His eyes widened at what was hovering before his eyes.

"Oh my God! Teleport!!! Woah... am I dreaming?"

He needed to sure if he was seeing clearly or was under the influence of booze. When he pinched his cheek, he realized that it was as real as the sex Evelyn had with him. They shared. "Ouch, that hurts."

His reaction to him pinching himself.

"Oh my God, I can teleport if I'm able to unlock this?"

"This is nuts. How come I didn't know that this system is really a big deal?"

He shook his head again, gulping.

"Woo... I don't give a fuck what happens henceforth, I'm doing all the tasks given. No wasting my time on the island. I'll fast forward all that I need to do and vacate!!!"

He felt more than good this time. He tossed the system window back in and zoomed away. He arrived at the fence of the Cannibal's territory which was still under construction.

He looked proud. Like a master who had given a task to his subjects and came back to a job well done. The Cannibals at that spot bowed as they saw him.

He zoomed quickly away and stopped at every place they were working. While some Cannibals cut trees, some shaped them into the perfect sizes. While some passed the nails, some joined the woods. While some held up the structures, some put them together.

He had been generous enough to bring out as many tools needed from the system store. Whenever it seemed as though the system had run out of equipments, he could use his experience points to make even bigger stores. That's crazy.

The houses were coming into shapes. He loved what he was seeing. He loved to see that the Cannibals were working tirelessly. He wouldn't even doubt if he were told that they didn't sleep overnight. He could see dead torches which were hanging at every corner of the territory. He had thought them how to make fire also.

The first time they saw fire, they all ran away, like wild animals. He would laugh occasionally whenever he recalled their reactions and the fear in the eyes when they saw fire. Close enough to them. Like he was laughing at that moment. The memory would never go away. He was sure.

As much as he wanted to stay and watch, he couldn't. He had something else in mind. He zoomed away to the treasure reserve; where the bars and statues of gold were kept.

"Lugal!!"

The three Cannibals watching the reserve bowed to him. He didn't pay more attention to them. He waved and walked in. He shut the door behind him.

"It would be dumb to stack all the hut away. It wouldn't make any sense. There are so many gold here."

He walked closer. He couldn't go any further. There was gold everywhere. Gold were some many that it was hard to replace an aisle in the hut.

"To be able to decide how much gold I'd be leaving with, I need to know how much a bar of gold is worth."

He picked up one of the bars.

"And not any type of gold but red gold. I should replace out the price."

He closed his eyes, sniffing the gold. If you ask him, he wasn't sure of what he was doing.

"But I can't ask anyone here. And it would make no sense to leave without some."

He puffed. Then dropped the bar. He flipped the window system out. He scrolled through till he got to a feature.

"Nether Search engine."

He clicked on it.

"What could this be?"

[Ping! Nether search engine: Look up functions of skills and features.]

"Uhmm... functions of skills."

He thought for a while.

"If this tells me the function of the skills, then what is the question and answer shit about? I don't think it's relevant anymore."

Then something hit him.

"Oh, the teleport. I can't miss that."

He quit arguing and typed into the search box, tapping on the system keyboard. He spoke what he typed,

"What is the use of a system gem?"

[Ping! Nether search engine: displaying search results...]

[One... With the help of a system gem, you could make a mountain into a round stone until you are willing to change it back. Each system gem last for ten days maximum.]

[Two... system gem makes --]

Damien scrolled through the search results.

"That will do."

It seemed as though he had gotten what he needed.

HOW TO MAKE A SYSTEM GEM WORK.

He deleted that.

"That's not the way..."

HOW TO USE A SYSTEM GEM.

[Ping! Nether search engine: Search results loading. ]

[Ping! Click on the gems and a bar would open. Type in the request and watch it happen.]

"Okay. Good."

He closed the search engine and tapped the system store open. He began to toss as many bars of gold as possible into it till he was tired.

"Now, let's stack away the statues. It's safe to play safe."

He tapped on the gems and the bar popped up.

"A search bar?"

He quizzed.

"What am I supposed to turn these into? It would had been good to tuck the hut away, but the Cannibals would figure out."

He sighed deeply. He typed.

MAKE TEN STATUES OF GOLD INTO THE SIZE OF A TYPICAL FOOTBALL.

And as though he was in a sort of simulation, he watched as the statues of gold, which were about his heights, flowed in the air and came together, slowly melting till they became a ball of red gold. The ball dropped heavily on the earth.

"Oh shit... it worked. Magic... this must be magic."

He knew that the system has been training his mind to get acquainted with activities like that, yet he was stunned whenever he had a strange and new experience.

He rushed to the ball and tried to lift it. It was way too heavy for him. He flipped the system window out and activated the superpower skill.

With that, he was able to lift the ball, even with one finger if he so wished. He tossed the ball into the system store, making sure it didn't ruin other things. He closed the system.

He sighed in relief. Relief?

But now, he had to deal with the superpower which would go one for about several moments!

He couldn't remain at that spot else he would regret his action. He zoomed out of the hut, breaking the door down as he travelled in a very wild speed.

He needed a sort of concentration and medium...