Don't Ask-It's About Saving Face.

The moment he heard the low, panting breaths in the darkness, Yinzi knew there were wolves nearby—and very close.

In the darkness, he could only make out two shadows warily circling him from a short distance away.

The two wolves did not approach. Looking at the torch in his hand, Yinzi understood why.

The wild wolves feared the flame in his hand and were observing the situation.

He remembered watching nature documentaries before. When wild animals hunted, they would not rush in immediately. Instead, they observed the situation and searched for their prey's weakness.

And right now, his weakness was the torch in his hand, gradually dimming in the fierce wind. Its flickering flame swayed unsteadily in the freezing gale.

It could go out at any moment.

"No, Wolf bro, give me a break. I just started the game." Standing there, he looked at the two wild wolves lurking in the darkness nearby, despair creeping onto his face.

"Dying now would give me zero game experience."

"Bro, give me a break. Let me make it through today, and after that, I'll come offer myself up to die, okay?"

"I just started the game. I haven't even made it through the first day. Isn't dying like this a little too fast?"

He waved the torch in his hand, trying to scare off the wild wolves nearby. Yet the low growls in the darkness only grew louder, the guttural rumbling unique to wild animals rising from deep in their throats, saliva dangling from their jaws.

In the freezing winter, it was not only Yinzi who could not find food. These wild wolves were no different!

Without food, they would die. In this environment, every creature's desire to survive had been magnified to the extreme!

Seeing the streamer in trouble, the viewers were