"I now have 3100 experience points."
Damien took his time to think his plan through. He wanted to prepare a great dinner for Ayisha tonight. After the trauma she'd been through earlier, he wanted to make her feel happy. Everytime he looked at her, he saw her as a delicate object which should be handled with care. That's why his heart shatter whenever he sees the object being trampled upon.
With the carpenter skill he got, he was able to make a level two bow for hunting. He knew that he couldn't possibly waste all the bullets of the revolvers on food. He didn't know what the other creatures living on the island looked like.
"To prepare a great meal, I'd have to exchange points for skills. At least buy the level two of the wild chef. How much does it cost."
He made the window pop up and he scrolled through. JUNGLE CHEF
Level 1 - 900 experience points
Level 2 - 2000 experience pointsLevel 3 - 4000 experience points.He clicked on the level two and exchanged the points. He knew that by the time he began to build the real project, he would have more than enough points. He would be able to do several other important things.
[Ping! Jungle CHEF exchanged. 1200 experience points left.]
"Shouldn't it be 1100 points?"
He thought out loud, then suddenly remembered something weighing on his left hand. He looked. Oops, he almost forgot that he gained 100 points when he hunted the bunny he was holding in his left hand.
Wasn't that actually what brought him to that unmarked location in the forest that he was at presently?!!!
He heard a rustling come from behind him and turned. There was a deer!
"Isn't this a better option!"
He dropped the bunny and took his bow and an arrow from his back; he had made the bow with his CAPENTER skill. He drew the arrow and began to steal upon the deer. But too late, the deer already spotted him. It made a run for it.
Damien followed the deer, firing the arrows at it only to miss over and over again. Though he was tired, yet he kept on running. Unfortunately he lost the animal. He was running for food, the deer for life.
Damien knew that if he had exchanged points for the LORD OF THE HUNTS skill, it would had been a cakewalk to kill the deer without struggle.
He flipped the system window out and scrolled through to the LORD OF THE HUNTS.
Level 1 - 1100 experience points
Level 2 - 3000 experience pointsLevel 3 - 5000 experience pointsIF I WOULD EXCHANGE FOR THE HUNTS, THEN I'D DO THE HIGHEST. THAT WILL OPEN A LOT OF POSSIBILITIES AND GIVE A LOT OF EXPERIENCE.
He agreed. Then he realized that he hadn't only lost the deer but the bunny. He hurried quickly in the direction of the where he'd dropped the bunny.
When he approached, he began to hear the sound of munching. He quickly hid behind a tree and looked. There was a wild creature feasting on his bunny.
He was so mad! That was his only hope at that moment. But something interesting happened. He noticed that the creature was humanoid. It had the back form of a grown man, but he looked wild with marks all over his body! And he had extraordinarily long dreadlocks.
Damien slowly brought out his revolver and aimed at the skull of the wild man. He sent a bullet through the back of its head and the wild man fell on his face.
Damien hurried to the man and turned him over to see his face. He had the face of a man, unkempt beards and red eyes.
"A cannibal!!!"
Damien wasn't scared, but he knew what that meant. He would be very cautious. Now he'd confirmed his doubt that they weren't alone on the island.
He noticed a glittering object on the bare chest of the naked wild man with huge cock! The round but thick glittering object was connected with a rope tired around the neck of the wild man. Drake cut it off.
[Ping! Killed a predator and gained 800 experience points.]
[Ping! Obtained a ball of fine red gold and gained 1000 experience points.]
"Woah!!! 1000 experience points? Isn't that the highest point based on --"
Suddenly he realized what the system said.
"A gold? Ball of gold?! Woah! No shit! Red gold?!!"
He was too stunned. But he didn't let that corrupt his sense of judgement. He had to think about it carefully.
KILLING A CANNIBAL EARNS 800 POINTS, OBTAINING THE GOLD EARNS 1000 POINTS. KILLING AND OBTAINING IS A WIN WIN FOR ME.
"I'll find a way out of this place. And I'll be a billionaire! Wait for me, World! I will be back! Then, it will be my turn."
He smiled heartily. Things were beginning to get more interesting. But he realized too that as interesting as things were getting, was as scary and life-threatening.
But first thing's first. He had to look for another meat for the night. The sun was growing orange and was beginning to dim.
He had no choice but to waste another bullet to take down an antelope. He was also able to collect some fruits which he would press into fine wine. The JUNGLE CHEF skill really came in handy; the skill tells him what's the best for what occasion!
"Hey, you're back."
Ayisha rushed out of the construction as soon as she heard approaching footsteps.
"I told you to be careful. What if I wasn't the one coming, you could had ran out to danger."
She came to hug him and helped put the antelope seating across his shoulders down.
"Okay, I'll be careful."
Making fire and having the meat grilled wasn't a difficult task at the face of a JUNGLE CHEF.
"We are having fruits too?"
She came to seat beside him. The night was beginning to approach. Preparing the meat carefully would take quite the time.
"Wine, not fruits."
After finishing grilling, he pressed the fruits and made them into wine. He poured them into the cups made from coconut backs.
He served her and they started eating. They didn't put out the fire for many reasons. One twas cozy out there and two, they had to be careful about wild creatures. As much as he knew that the fire could bring trouble so did he know the benefits.
He didn't have to worry too much also, he had traps set at well thought out places.
"Oh my goodness, what's this wine? I love it!!"
She exclaimed. He smiled. He was happy that his efforts was appreciated. He felt really elated. Maybe because all his life, he'd been derided and insulted, so he wasn't used to compliments.
"I'm glad you love it."
"Thank you so much for all you do, Damien. And thanks for the meal too. I don't know how to pay you back."
I KNOW.
Damien wanted to say, but limited it to his thoughts. He is not that kind of “gentleman”, but he didn’t want to be a monster either.
They put the fire out after eating and went into the construction. Damien made sure to keep the barricades and set the place safe. At least that would be there home for a few days.
"I'm gonna use the toilet."
Ayisha informed him and left. She should. Damien watched her go. He didn't want to stare at her butts for long. He decided to put on the torch he had been keeping. He would keep it on, at least until they feel like sleeping.
When Ayisha returned, Damien was setting where they would sleep.
"So, you can sleep here and I'll --"
Damien who had turned to her with the instructions couldn't finish the words. There was Ayisha standing before him stark naked. He felt a sudden rush through his spines.
"Do you want me?"
She walked slowly to him and picked his hands up, putting them on her tits one after the other. There was no lying, he had a boner at once.
She tiptoed and kissed him, searching for his tongue. She was an inch shorter. She caught his tongue and sucked it passionately, her arms around his nape.
Damien, now realizing that it wasn't a dream put a little pressure on her titties, giving a gentle squeeze. She moaned into his mouth.
She helped remove his pants since he wouldn't let go of her titties. She helped him lie down and climbed on him. She sat on it and began to ride him gently.
Her body was hot and soft. His hands on her waist added to the pleasure. Damien could hear the crashing of waves from there. It was difficult to tell which charged him more; her beautiful moan or the lusty cries of the waves...
Damien was the first to wake up. There was a lot on his mind as he woke up. The hot but tiny rays of the sun stealing through a space between the planks of the safehouse burnt against his face. He heard a sound beside him and turned. Ayisha. Lying naked next to him. He was naked too. He quickly pulled a blanket on himself. He covered Ayisha too but stopped halfway. He couldn't take his eyes off her bare tits. He slowly tilted his head towards the left tit and sucked on its nipple for a while. He couldn't believe that he really had her all to himself yesterday. Of course things like that was bound to happen, he knew. But he hadn't thought of it that his crush would make the first move. Twas a great feeling which he would cherish for a while. Ayisha mumbled in her sleep, and moved. Damien wanted to move away but she wrapped her arms around his neck, unconsciously! "You are awake, Damien?" She asked in a small voice. Damien who still had her nipp
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."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 was
"Where did you go when we were all bathing?"Claire called out Jada in the midst of the group. It's night and the ladies were gathered around fire outside the remains of the jet, their safehouse. "I went to take a shit. Or is a girl no longer entitled to her own privacy?"Jada retorted with no iota of respect. "Oh, she's talking back at me."Claire stood up tall now. She was ready to give them an interesting show. You could tell by the manner at which she squinted her eyes. "If for real you went to take a shit. Why then did you return covered in a smell of rotten eat and oil from meat."All eyes were now on Jada at Claire's accusation. But Jada wasn't ready to give herself up. "I don't know what you're talking about."Claire raised her voice this time,"Don't tell me you you're fucking with that loser just because of meat!""Wait!! Did I just hear someone say JUST BECAUSE OF MEAT?"Jada stood up tall now. She obviously wasn't having it. She was standing opposite Claire, across the
Damien flipped the system window. He didn't care about what points he had now. All he wanted to do was build a fence of traps around that square plain. That was his priority. After that, he could start thinking of building the real project as well as locking the cannibals in.He exchanged points for the CAPENTER skill at the proficient level. At the same time, he was sure to get the Lord of the hunts skill too. He knew that when he was done building the traps, he would be able to make up for the used points.Exchanging points for the proficient level of the CAPENTER skill unlocked new tools too. Like bigger saws, chain saws, a plain, basic barbed thick wires and several other necessary tools.Before he started work, he looked back at the safehouse. He didn't know what to do with Ayisha now. She must be having a hard time at that moment. That made him hate the cannibals more, and he felt like setting their camp on fire.But he knew that he couldn't act on
"What do you think he means by a price?" Laurette asked no one precisely. The ladies were gathered at the front of the gate, away from the ears of Damien. Ayisha also was with them. "Isn't it obvious, he wants to fuck all of us!" Claire shot bluntly. Jada was irritated at what she had just said. "And so fucking what? What if he wants to lie with us? Is he that bad? Or do you really think you're any better than us?" "Wait, bitch! Why do you always pick on me?" Claire was approaching Jada now. Jada snapped, "Maybe because you always talk before thinking!" "Wait... w-what what did this bitch just say?" Claire stuttered striding to Jada. Tendzel wanted to hold them back but Laurette called, "Let the both of them fight. Let's see who's stronger. They've been always like that!" The ladies left the two. Claire lunged at Jada, the former was taller. She slapped Jada in the face, two strikes! "You
"Stay behind me."Damien stepped forward as soon as the two cannibals revealed themselves. TWO, AT A TIME. ISN'T THIS A DEATH WISH?"We are dead."Claire called, shivering. "Let's run away."She urged the others who wanted to do as she'd instructed, but Damien shot. "Of course you can leave it you want your tits to end up in the jaws of these bastards."Though he wasn't sure if the cannibals would hurt the girls, yet he didn't want to take chances. He still didn't understand why the elder cannibal who kidnapped Ayisha didn't kill her but fondled her breasts instead. He had no idea yet but he would figure out soon. The cannibals took a fighting position as they advanced. One of them crouched like a restless panther, and the other bent forward, throwing its frame like it would charge anytime soon. Damien reached his hand to the back of his pant. He wanted to pull out the gun. He remembered that he had only three bullets left. Only two bullets would do. But then he remembered that h
"How many of you... how many... feels like this bastard is a little bit shady?"Claire started. Damien knew who she was referring to as being a bastard and shady. But also he knew that she wasn't in right mind. She was already tipsy. One thing he was wondering was, if she was way too sassy in her right mind, what would she look like drunk? I guess we are about to find out. "Why do you hate him so much? Did y'all ruin each other's nerves in your previous lives?"Jada came on. Not only Claire was drunk, but all the ladies were. Three of them were fast asleep, three staring lifelessly, and two bickering. All Damien would do was listen. He knew how to do that well. "I just h-hate him. He's too hshsjak for my liking?'"He's too what?"The two drunkards were trying to understand each other. Damien stood up and made to carry each of them inside. "Or do you like him, but hate to admit. And instead, you lash out hate?"
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
"You didn't really think I was running away from you, did you?" Damien's voice had a robotic trait to it. He was standing at the foot of the boabab tree on which the watchtower was rested. "Even if you wanted to, you don't have a chance." The man dismissed. By now, Damien thought that the Samurai would be exuding the bluish fog which he did earlier, but the man looked ordinary. "You talk too fat. You must have so much faith in yourself." Damien carried on, daring. "What's faith? Isn't that one of the terms of the Nether ones? You want someone superior to do what you can't? All you have to do is wish desperately that it happens?! Lazy lots!" The man cackled. Damien had no slightest idea what was funny to the man. He couldn't wrap his head around it. But it didn't seem to matter. Not at that moment. "Enought of the talk. I need to be sure about one last thing." Damien pushed further. "Before I would destroy you and send you to your mistress or master, I should get to know
"Der?"Amidst all the words Damien wanted to say, the was the only thing he could. "I'll be outside."The man turned and walked out of the castle. Damien remained standing there for a while. He wasn't sure what to do or think. This seemed to be beyond his expectations. But then he knew that he couldn't keep standing there. He had to do something. He had to leave the castle. The disturbing thoughts and feelings which he had been having lately finally came out in full form. He could feel in all sense of definity that a great change was about to occur. A great change that might alter his life. That was the new feeling which had just dominated his sense of being. He took a last gaze at the Elites. They were all shivering. Not one of them could keep up the old act. He should feel pity for them, but he had himself to worry about. "Whatever happens, do not come outside."He warned Matthew sternly, then walked out of the castle. As soon as he walked out, a door grew out of nowhere and re
Damien knew he couldn't keep standing there. The cannibals had been far gone ahead of him. Matthew was still standing beside him. Asking him every now and then,"What happened?"Himself couldn't answer the question to himself let alone help clear the doubts of someone else. He wanted to get the root of what had just happened but he was clueless. When he had created the portal, he had wanted to step into it and get to the cannibal village before the cannibals. So he could go make the necessary preparations and proceed with the plans in the stock. But stepping into the portal, he had been pushed out of it by a strange force!The truth was that, he wasn't hurled into the air, or crash against the trunk of any tree at the push. But he was pushed!WHAT PUSHED ME? WHY CAN'T I USE THE PORTAL?Those were his arguments and questions. Yet he couldn't find an answer to either of them. It got on his nerves to think that he couldn't tell what was happening. The system should give him an explana
"He is so full of himself!"One of the girls started. "What did you think he would do in the first place? He would come and beg you come to with him?"Another had carried on. There was a brief silence which travelled through the open space. The eight girls were sunbathing by the shore of a sea at a VIP beach in Vegas. It was an exclusive site to them. Claire was there with them. The only person who wasn't there was... you guessed right. Yea, Jada. "At least, he would have saved face. But now what? How is he going to do it?"Another girl had argued. "Let's assume that he came to beg or apologise, which will never happen. Would you have gone with him? Would anyone of you had gone with him?"That was Mira creating a stray stance. She was the first to come with something quite reasonable and controversial. "I mean, I would have. But it would be based on a condition. I mean, we all know how dangerous the elites are."Laurette had argued further. "Me too. I would have."Majority of th
"I'm sure that you have an explanation for what happened out there."The young man was the first to attack. The fifty men had arrived in the mansion which Damien had created out of nothingness. The lot should be stunned by how such a magnificent building got to be situated in such a remote place. Yet, the hate in their hearts which was fueled by the incident which happened several minutes ago, wouldn't let them see the obvious. Damien was standing in a position that was justifiable to the lot. He didn't hold a precise person in his gaze. He didn't care about so many things. His mind was quite busy, thinking about how to carry on the quest. "Take as much time as you want, but tell us what the hell happened out there."He had expected the elderly man to take the reins of the young man, since they appear to work together. But he was quite surprised to see a strange man who had never spoken before. It was this strange man that had spoken after the young man. In short, he never thought
"What do we do?""Do something lad!!!""This is on you.""Why did you bring us to an island that has never been surveyed?""Will you take responsibility if any of us get harmed?"The men took their turns lashing out at Damien. The men had found a new reason to stick together, awaiting Damien's judgment. SEEMS LIKE Y'ALL STILL HAVE MOUTHS TO TALK. He looked at the lions. They were about to charge at him. Then he stepped out of the way all of a sudden. "What is the matter?""What is happening?""Won't you do something?""Are you ---"The men wers still struggling to sort their words when the lions charged at the cluster of fifty men. The three lions chased the men around the woods, the men falling to stand up over and over again. Some would roll to one side and the other side. In a short period of time, some already had dirty clothes, smeared faces and wild hair. While some panted, some tried to hide. But it was rather strange that the lions were only chasing them. And just few of
"How can this be? Is this even real?"The young man, who was seated beside the elderly man with a subtle beard, argued. He was one of the majority who didn't believe their eyes. It was as though ghosts had risen from the dead. That was the expression the lot were giving. "This lad..."The elderly man muttered. He didn't have desperation splattered across his face like the rest of the group. He was giving the vibe that he already knew that something like this would happen. Or perhaps, he was as alarmed as the rest, but was quite skilled in hiding it. "Oh my world, this is magic!!!"The man in white caftan had jumped on his feet. Everyone looked to him at once. It was as though everyone was looking for someone to give them a safe explanation of what was happening; what was right there before them, staring them right in the eyes. "Look at how elegantly these fairies look. Garcious goodness. Can I touch them? Can I feel their tits?"The man was walking closer to the girls as he spoke.
"Not to sound rude, Boss. But how do you plan to go about this?"Matthew was standing behind him. Damien was getting a blowjob from one of the many random girls who had been hired to display for the fifty ultra rich men. These girls were to dance and do the worth of their money. But not have sexual transactions with their clients. But as usual, there was always an exception for the initiator of any movement or idea. And that was why, he, Damien was getting a special treatment. His eyes went wild as the juice race through the cock. Even if he wanted to answer Matthew's question, he didn't think he had a choice. At least not at that moment. "Oh fuck..."He grunted as the sperms spruted and filled the face of the girl who looked very happy and eager to lick and have a taste of his thick cum. He felt a great peace after the cum. He was breathing heavily. He would need about few seconds before he would be back to his old self. But even after he had cum, his big and thick dick was stil
"How long more would it take?"Jada called at the top of her voice. No response came. She was looking in a particular direction, her sight was not aided because of the cut made by a wall. "Do you want me to die of hunger? Don't you have any respect for the baby?"She increased the tempo of her voice. She was yelling as though the person she was addressing was few blocks away, and not in the same apartment that she was in. "You would shit the baby out if you keep going at this rate."Elisa warned, walking out of the area that separated the living room from the kitchen. She had a tray in both hands. On the tray was a course of meal. She walked past Jada and headed towards the dining hall. Jada obviously wanted to say something to her but held back. When Elisa dropped the tray on the dining table, she turned to Jada. "You don't actually think I would come and carry you, do you?"She scolded. Jada rolled her eyes from distance. "You are never caring. I wonder how you would treat --"