Chapter 5

"Werewolves?"

The voice belonged to the white-collar woman, her voice trembling slightly, clearly showing her fear.

In fact, apart from Zhao Futu and the man dressed as a migrant worker, who were relatively calm due to their strong willpower, the others all showed signs of panic. Especially the high school student with only three points of willpower, who had been confident and relaxed with his gun, now had his hand trembling as he held it after hearing the series of wolf howls.

"Run?"

This thought crossed everyone's mind. There were twelve howls, and if they were indeed twelve werewolves, even the lowest rank, they had no chance of winning!

"Wait!"

Just as a few people were about to run, Zhao Futu suddenly spoke.

He looked around and said in a deep voice, "Wait, it doesn't seem to be werewolves!"

Since learning the Reconnaissance Skill, Zhao Futu found his field of vision had expanded significantly. He could see clearly up to a hundred meters away, as if the skill had given him a hidden vision boost. Now, he could roughly make out the black shadows running towards them, which were not very large, only slightly bigger than the large wolf dogs from his previous life. This size did not seem to match that of werewolves.

Everyone's expressions eased slightly. As the black shadows approached and came into view, they all breathed a sigh of relief.

It was a pack of wolves.

Although there was still much to learn about the mysterious Nightmare Space, Zhao Futu was already adapting to it, to the bizarre and inexplicable things beyond reality. With a 50% attribute boost, his current stamina was 9 points, giving him 90 health points, and his intelligence was 12 points, representing 120 energy points. With the additional 60 locked energy points from the 'Inner Core Skill [True]', his total energy was 180 points, enough to use the Reconnaissance Skill 18 times in a row.

"Reconnaissance Skill activated! Your perception is 27 (18+9) points, the target's perception is 12 points, your perception far exceeds the target, the target will have no awareness!... Perception suppression formed! In addition to the target's basic attributes, you can also obtain the target's skill information!..."

Due to the perception suppression, a row of data appeared in Zhao Futu's mind under the Reconnaissance Skill Level 1:

Mutated Steppe Wolf:

Height: 64 cm, Body Length: 154 cm, Weight: 54 kg.

Basic Attributes:

Strength: 9 points

Agility: 15 points

Intelligence: 3 points

Stamina: 10 points

Spirit: 6 points

Perception: 12 points

Willpower: 8 points

Charisma: 5 points

Skills:

Bite Level 3: The steppe wolf has sharp fangs, and when biting a target, it can cause fatal bleeding damage. This bleeding damage cannot be treated by ordinary means and must be eliminated using an item.

Rabies Level 1: These mutated steppe wolves are infected with certain viruses due to werewolves, and they have a chance to infect the target with rabies when attacking, which has priority.

Claws and Fangs Level 1 (Locked Skill): Passively increases its own damage by 10 points.

Beast Instinct Level 3 (Passive): ... Reconnaissance Skill level insufficient, cannot view ...

...

"Damn! These steppe wolves have so many skills!" Zhao Futu cursed inwardly, feeling the situation was not good. Apart from him, everyone else had only one innate skill, while these approaching mutated steppe wolves had three to four skills each. The largest alpha wolf had an even more bizarre innate ability:

Alpha Wolf Level 1 [Leader Template] (Locked Skill): When commanding the wolf pack, each member of the pack provides a 10-point health cap bonus, automatically forming a Level 1 Wild Aura, increasing the pack's attack power by 5%. The temporary health cap bonus from the pack decreases as the number of wolves in the pack decreases.

...

These were not ordinary steppe wolves!

The attributes of the mutated steppe wolves were even higher than those of the people present, and the alpha wolf had 30% higher base attributes than the other steppe wolves. Although Zhao Futu's understanding of this world was still limited, the higher attributes clearly indicated that these mutated steppe wolves were far more powerful than they were!

The speed of the steppe wolves when they burst into action was astonishing, even able to catch up with galloping wild horses. In just a few hundred meters, the mutated steppe wolves quickly came into clear view.

"Bang!" A dull gunshot rang out.

When the distance closed to about 150 meters, the high school student raised his Desert Eagle, aimed at the rapidly approaching wolf pack, and fired a shot. The gunshot startled the approaching wolves, and their speed slowed. However, after a loud howl from the alpha wolf, the wolves refocused their greedy and fierce gazes on the high school student.

They changed from a scattered encircling formation to an inverted triangle, with the target being the high school student holding the gun!

"Idiot!" Zhao Futu couldn't help but curse.

At 150 meters, it was close to the maximum effective range of the Desert Eagle. At such a distance, hitting a target was nearly impossible unless you were an elite soldier. Moreover, the Desert Eagle is known for its significant recoil, and without sufficient wrist strength, it's easy to miss. The high school student's first shot was way off due to the gun's recoil.

How could he hit the rapidly running wolves!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The first shot missed, and the wolf pack charged towards him. The high school student, with only 3 points of willpower, panicked. He raised his gun and fired several shots at the rapidly approaching wolves, but only one shot hit by accident, while the others missed. He might be good at video games, but when the game became reality and a pack of wolves appeared before him, even with the data template boost, he couldn't change his inherent weakness from years of gaming and poor mental fortitude!

The shot hit a steppe wolf's lower back, not a fatal wound, but it completely unleashed the pack's ferocity.

"Awooo!"

The wolf pack began to accelerate, their mouths filled with sharp fangs, and thick saliva dripped from their jaws, looking terrifying!

The distance closed.

Zhao Futu could even smell the blood and the ferocious killing intent from the steppe wolves, more direct and violent than that of humans!

"Save me!"

The panicked high school student ran towards the group, shouting for help.

He had a gun, but this high school student, who spent his days gaming and climbing walls, might not have even received military training or fired a gun before. Faced with a pack of wolves charging at him, he lost his composure and just wanted to run back to the group. But what would happen if he exposed his back to the wolves?

Could two legs outrun four?

A mutated steppe wolf leaped and pounced on the high school student, who was trying to escape, then opened its mouth full of fangs and bit down on his cervical vertebrae.

"Crack!"

Everyone even heard the sound of the bones being crushed, and the high school student, who had been shouting for help, fell silent instantly.

In "Pre-Night: Rise of the Wolf Clan," many werewolves of that era had not yet evolved, meaning those bitten by werewolves turned into mindless beasts, never transforming into human form, just like wild wolves. However, the presence of these mindless werewolves caused the wild wolf packs to mutate, infusing them with a bit of werewolf bloodline.

Dead.

A pool of blood spread out.

Everyone was stunned by the scene. Living in a peaceful era, even the most mature person would find it hard to accept seeing someone die right before their eyes. But it had happened, and in just a few breaths, the high school student was bitten through the neck and died instantly!

"Huff... Huff..."

Seemingly believing the biggest threat was eliminated, the wolf pack surrounded the group again, baring their fangs and growling lowly.

They did not rush to attack.

...

"Everyone, back to back, be careful of their sneak attacks!" The glasses-wearing man spoke, his voice slightly trembling but his expression relatively calm, clearly better than the others.

However.

Zhao Futu shook his head slightly and quietly moved a step to the side. Standing back to back could prevent the wolves from attacking from behind, but it also left little room to dodge a frontal attack. Even with a weapon, how much of a chance did a person have against a wolf? Not to mention a ferocious creature like a wolf, even a large wolf dog would make a modern person who hasn't experienced killing feel uneasy.

Courage.

A person who hasn't experienced bloody slaughter would probably feel their palms sweat when facing a barking wolf dog. Not to mention fighting, even giving a speech on stage, how many people can do it without any pressure or nervousness? People living in a peaceful era have too many delusions, and only when they face reality do they realize how fragile they are!

The wolf pack was still moving, but their encirclement was tightening.

They were not in a hurry to attack, seemingly toying with their prey, growling to challenge the group's psychological limits.

Zhao Futu held his breath and quietly moved his feet.

It seemed that due to some special force shielding, the wolves did not focus their attention on him, even ignoring him, though they still surrounded him. After the high school student's death, everyone began to gather around the glasses-wearing man, whose Fireball Spell was now the most powerful weapon they had.

But because of this, the wolves' attention was focused on the glasses-wearing man.

He spoke first and was surrounded by the group.

In the mutated steppe wolves' perception, this person was clearly the leader of the prey.

Zhao Futu moved his feet again, his target being the silver Desert Eagle on the ground. After the high school student was pounced on and his neck was bitten through by a mutated steppe wolf, the Desert Eagle was thrown out, about three meters from Zhao Futu. His goal was to seize the opportunity to grab the most powerful weapon available!

He took a deep breath and waited silently for the chance.

Because.

There was only one chance!