Chapter 1 Plane Crash

My name was Zachary Baker, and I was a doctor. I didn't have a ton of hobbies, but I loved watching survival shows and sometimes joined in on survival training.

I had always somewhat wanted to try real wilderness survival, but with my job, vacations were rare, so that dream had been on hold.

One day, I got sent abroad for an academic conference. When I got to the airport, it was way more crowded than usual.

Turns out, there were some celebrities at the airport today, a popular girl group, and they were on the same flight as me.

I got a bit excited, hoping to catch a glimpse of them on the plane. Even if I couldn't do much, just seeing them would be cool.

As boarding time got closer, I heard cheers from the crowd. I saw a bunch of security guards surrounding some stunning women, but I couldn't see their faces clearly.

I figured these were the celebrities everyone was talking about, and they were heading to the first-class section.

Realizing I probably wouldn't see them up close, I headed to the economy class boarding gate and got on the plane. But then, I got a pleasant surprise.

The flight attendant was gorgeous, with a great figure and an ample bust—totally my type. I couldn't help but steal a few glances.

During the flight, I called for service a few times, just to interact with her more.

The guy next to me seemed to catch on. He leaned over and said, "Give it up, man. She's got tons of admirers, including rich guys who fly just to see her, but she turns them all down."

I found it hard to believe, but he continued, "You know why I'm on this flight? My boss flies every day to pursue her, and he asked me to come along. But he usually flies first class, and she switched to economy this time."

This seemed more believable, but I didn't really care. Just admiring her was enough for me.

Just as I was about to call her for service again, the plane started shaking violently.

At first, I thought it was normal turbulence, but it kept getting worse. I realized we were in an air crash. I never thought a simple trip for a conference would turn into this.

Luckily, the flight crew acted fast and got us ready to parachute. But looking at the vast ocean below, survival seemed slim.

Soon, everyone started parachuting. When it was my turn, I saw a small island below. Maybe luck was on my side.

As I jumped, the flight attendant and the female celebrities jumped too.

I finally saw why these celebrities were so popular. They were stunning, each one as beautiful as the flight attendant.

Seeing all these beautiful women parachuting with me, some wild thoughts crossed my mind.

If our parachute landing went well, in this deserted place, wouldn't I have a shot with these gorgeous women if I ran into them?

That was my last thought before jumping. But the sudden crash and rough conditions knocked me out cold after my chute opened.

When I came to, the sea breeze was blowing, making ripples on the water.

Seagulls were circling above, squawking away. Not far off, a few tall coconut trees were swaying in the wind.

Everything around me looked amazing, like a beautiful painting. If this were a tourist spot, it would be packed. But no such luck—this was just a deserted island.

Well, not completely deserted. About twenty meters away, the beautiful flight attendant was sitting on the ground, eyeing me warily.

I couldn't decide if I should be happy or pissed. I mean, I survived a plane crash, but now it was just me and her on this island. What a twist.

I glanced at her again, thinking maybe my wild thoughts from before might actually come true.

I stood up and turned towards her. She immediately stepped back, looking cautious.

I said, "You wanna stay alive, right?"

She frowned and snapped, "Of course! Who wants to die?"

Her reaction made me feel a bit awkward. Maybe she thought I was a creep because I kept staring at her constantly summoning her for service on the plane.

I didn't think it was a big deal—I liked her, but she seemed wary of me.

I took a few steps towards her, but she backed away with every step I took. At this rate, I wouldn't get anywhere near her.

I thought for a moment and said, "If you want to keep your distance, I'll leave. But there might be dangers on this island, and it might not be safe for you alone."

Then I turned to leave.

Hearing my words and seeing me turn away, she looked flustered and shouted, "Wait, don't go! I want to stay with you!"

I felt a bit smug. On this deserted island, she wouldn't survive alone and would have to rely on me. And if she relied on me, she'd have to give something in return.

With that in mind, I kept walking, not acknowledging her.

Seeing I didn't respond, she hesitated for a few seconds, then gritted her teeth and ran towards me.

Sensing her approach from behind, I continued to walk slowly, trying to stay composed.

Soon, she caught up and grabbed my arm. I stopped walking.

She looked panicked, like she was scared I'd really leave.

She held onto my arm tightly, pressing her chest against it.

Her figure was striking, especially her chest. When she held my arm, it felt like my whole arm was enveloped by it.

Feeling the soft touch, it was really comfortable, and my heart started racing.