Crash-landed On An Island With Nine Beauties novel Chapter 134

[Ping! System notification: The Host's acclaimed queens are preparing to leave the island. In the next one hour.]

"Oh, thank God. That bastard Der. Didn't she say that they already left? What was she thinking? Trying to make me shit my pants? I'll beat the hell out of her if I set my eyes on her again!"

He swore. His hand on the wheel of the yacht, as he steered from this side to that side. He was careful to maintain the same speed he'd travelled with the last time. He knew by heart, if he kept going at that speed, he would get there ten minutes before the girls set to leave.

"The girls are about to leave the island? For real? They didn't want to wait for me?"

He chuckled wryly after those words.

"Would I had waited for them if it was reversed?"

He scoffed.

"But then, how were they able to get a yacht? Or did they find some travellers?"

His jaws stiffened suddenly.

"No way! If by any chance, there is or are any new guys offering to help them, I'll demolish the yacht and tie the guys to the frozen mountain for about two months!!!"

He gritted his teeth at the thoughts. It was a familiar jealousy which was beginning to grow wild.

"Of course they are free to choose what they want... but I won't let them be seduced!!!"

His eyes glowed and that had effect on the wheel whose speed increased ten times faster.

"No, no... easy..."

He made the speed back to normal. He didn't have to rush there.

Suddenly, something really interesting struck him. It wasn't a new thought. It was an old thought which had been kicked down and suppressed by its predecessors.

His stiffened jaws softened, his eyes searching.

"What could the news be?"

"Did they build a boat themselves?"

He scoffed.

"That's ridiculous? Those spoilt rich brats. What the hell can they do on their own?! But fight and fight and fight... fight for two hours, rest for nine, talk for fifty eight minutes, then use the remaining two minutes to fight again."

He laughed for a while. There were so many images of the girls being girly playing in his mind. His face grew tough again, a fat frown.

"What then could it be? Did they make some sort of construction? Something which I don't expect them to?"

He shook his head. That didn't seat well in his mind.

"Or did they discover the frozen island? Did the island freeze over again and then they found it?"

"If they did, that means, they have a boat or yacht or something."

"Plus, I don't think that Der would call that a news. He wouldn't. That bitch could be quite dumb, but she knows quite well how to nchoose her words. Especially at given situations."

He tried all he could to think of several other things which he couldn't word. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get the answer he so anticipated.

And that made him mad.

"This dumb system would never be helpful at this point in time. How crazy!!!"

He quit nursing the thoughts. He didn't have to worry about things which he couldn't solve.

He allowed his rage to concentrate for a while till he got very angered. Then his eyes glowed.

Speed aided by the super function of the glowing eye increased the velocity of the yacht.

It was as though the lightning was travelling on the water. Not even a dolphin could travel at such speed.

Damien could feel power surging through his spines. It was a great sign. He was closer to the island.

When he was close enough to the island, he made the yacht stop. He stood up from the driver's seat. He walked to an end and picked up a bag. Out of the bag, he brought out a white short and put it on. The short was so tight that it displayed the muscles of his legs. The muscles hidden by the baggy pant he used to wear.

He put his hand to the neck of the top he was wearing. He ripped the top off without breaking a sweat. It seemed like he wasn't doing anything.

He walked back to the steering and drove the yacht to the shore. He made a whistle and two Cannibals came running out from behind two big palm trees.

"Lugal... we are ---"

"Keep an eye on the yacht."

He turned to his left. He saw a boat at he shore too. He looked back at the Cannibals.

"The one amongst you who made the boat... let him be a supervisor for a week."

TAKE ME TO WHERE THE GIRLS ARE!

He zoomed off at once even before the Cannibals could say a word.

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HIYAH!!!