NO! Not a fart. Not right now. She would never be able to recover from this.
[This is some peak déjà vu, host.] System laughed. Mira swore under her breath, sometimes, it seemed like system was against her. She sucked her fart in then cleared her throat. Her fingers found each other and she began to claw her palm with anxiety. "Hi." Mira said. Not a single soul answered, they all bore stern faces like they were brought here against their will. Mira swallowed. The timer over her head beeping red was more than enough confidence boost to keep her going. "Today, I want to introduce you to something called farming." Mira stated. "You acquire seeds of fruits or crops that fit the taste buds of the animals you hunt and grow them. This way, you lure your meal into habituating till they make the farmland their home." Mira said.
The air was dead silent. Not a single soul reacted.
