I am weak and friendly

Chapter 3 There is no weakest, only weaker.

While Liu Chengyuan was unconscious, Tang Yiping was helplessly stuck on the ground by the roadside.

In front of his wheelchair was a ramp leading from the road to a paved sidewalk. The ramp wasn't steep, and Tang Yiping thought he could make it up. However, he didn't notice that the sloping curb at the edge of the ramp was a centimeter or two lower than the road, forming a small bump. His wheelchair was moving a bit too fast, got stuck, and he fell backward.

He was supposed to enter the trail from the first slope, but several shared bikes were parked on the slope. The second slope was blocked by an illegally parked car, and the same was true for the third.

Then he had to go around into the alley and finally found a ramp that he could climb.

Then it was tragic.

If he were to fall completely, Tang Yiping could climb down on his own and try to pick up the wheelchair. However, his wheelchair backrest has a backpack attached, which makes the backrest of the wheelchair form an angle of about 30 degrees with the ground. Now, Tang Yiping's posture is just like lying on a massage chair in "zero gravity" mode.

This is a posture that even an ordinary person would find difficult to escape, let alone Tang Yiping.

You have to admit, this position is actually quite comfortable, but Tang Yiping can't enjoy it at all.

"I hope my laptop isn't broken." Tang Yiping's first concern was for his laptop.

The company where I did my internship is so stingy; interns have to bring their own laptops.

When the object hit the ground, Tang Yiping heard a cracking sound, and his heart shattered.

So now, he doesn't dare to move at all, for fear that his movement will cause further damage to the laptop.

While thinking about how much it would cost to repair the laptop, I inwardly groaned.

He wanted to ask for help, but this slope, located in an alley next to the main road of the building where Tang Yiping worked, happened to be the least crowded place at night.

So at this point, Tang Yiping didn't even have anyone to ask for help, and all he could do was complain.

I never imagined that I could fight off two blond thugs who were trying to rob me, only to be taken down by a mere centimeter difference in height.

Tang Yiping gave a wry smile.

Just then, a notification flashed before Tang Yiping's eyes:
—Observe the process of mosquitoes sucking blood and learn the C-level survival skill: [Bloodsucking]

[Vampire]: Sucking blood from more powerful creatures is a safe and secluded way to survive, but you may get killed.

"Damn it, get the hell out of here!"

I don't want this trash skill! In modern society, who am I supposed to suck blood from? I'm not a vampire!
Tang Yiping faced a difficult choice between staying still to avoid inflicting further damage on his laptop and quickly escaping the skill; he ultimately chose the latter.

He waved his hands frantically, struggling with his legs, which were weak from nerve atrophy, until finally, the notification disappeared.

However... Tang Yiping did not feel that this was the end.

Although the skill doesn't appear very often, it proves that it actually requires some kind of demanding conditions.

But in the middle of summer, the streets are full of mosquitoes. The mosquitoes from before are still here, and the next one could be sucking blood at any moment.

That's not the worst.

The next second, another notification popped up:
—Lie on the street without shelter for an hour to learn the D-level survival skill: [Sleeping on the Street]

[Sleeping on the street]: Rest is very important. Even if there is no place to shelter from the wind and rain, you can still sleep peacefully.

"Help! Is anyone there?"

Tang Yiping felt he couldn't wait any longer and shouted loudly.

Unfortunately, no one responded. It was already past 10 p.m., and the last bus had left more than ten minutes ago. The last wave of programmers leaving get off work was fading, and the quiet night had arrived.

Hearing a rustling sound, Tang Yiping turned his head and saw a rat staring at him from the trash can in the corner.

"Shushu, are you planning to help me?" Tang Yiping asked.

The mouse stared intently at him.

This is a shiny brown rat, clearly living a good life. Its bean-sized black eyes shine brightly in the darkness, giving it a somewhat cute appearance. There are some gray spots on its back, I don't know if they are dirty or just its fur color.

It stared at Tang Yiping for a while, then turned and ran away. A short while later, a rustling sound came, and it returned dragging a piece of old foam paper, which it stuffed under Tang Yiping's wheelchair.

“Uh…” While Tang Yiping was in a daze, the rat ran away again. This time it dragged back a ribbon that looked like the kind used on cake boxes. The ribbon was dirty and stained with some stinky water.

The rat was stuffed under Tang Yiping's wheelchair again, then turned and left.

After several such incidents, Tang Yiping finally became convinced that the rat was indeed helping him.

Oh, and the [Friendly Glow] is still active.

Aside from the "Friendly Glow," Tang Yiping couldn't think of any other explanation.

"Thank you, little mouse..."

But relying on rats for help, it would take forever to save myself. I'll probably learn all the survival skills like "vampire," "sleeping on the streets," "waiting," and "watching" tonight.

Are we going to create a combo of "sleeping on the streets and sucking blood"?
Tang Yiping's gaze swept over the ribbon on the ground and a speed limit warning sign not far away.

He mentally simulated the action, then reached out and forcefully hooked the ribbon over, took out his keys from his pocket, tied them to the ribbon, and threw it toward the speed limit sign.

Once, failed.

It failed twice.

Three times, and they're back!

He grabbed the ribbon that was wrapped around the speed limit sign and tied it around his hands twice.

Tang Yiping took a deep breath, gathered all his strength, and pulled suddenly.

The wheelchair tilted to the left, then tilted further and further, slowly approaching its balance point.

By simply turning yourself onto your side, you can climb out of the wheelchair, then lift the wheelchair up and try to sit back down...

Then you can go back.

But the force required to tip the wheelchair over was greater than Tang Yiping had imagined.

The numbness came from my shoulders. The effects of the last injection of Nusinersen sodium had worn off considerably. Today, I fought with those two blond guys and overexerted myself, expending too much energy.

But... hang in there!
Tang Yiping's eyes widened, his teeth clenched, and he held on tightly.

Don't relax, don't let go, if you throw it back down, the laptop will be even more ruined!
Moreover, I might not even have the strength to save myself anymore!
Everything will be for nothing, and I'll have to take a few useless skills with me!

no way!

Hang in there! You have to hold on!

The mouse returned, this time dragging a disposable lunchbox. Seeing Tang Yiping trying to save himself, it ran towards him.

In this situation, does it intend to help?

"Rat, don't come any closer!" Tang Yiping said, afraid that he might not be able to hold on and crush the rat that was trying to save him.

The mouse obediently stopped a short distance away, took out a piece of chicken from the old lunchbox, and began to gnaw on it.

Tang Yiping really wanted to say, "Can you please stop eating?"

Because another prompt word flashed before his eyes.

—Observe the process of rats eating and learn Level A survival skill: carrion eating.

【Carrion】: Nutritious and delicious, clean and hygienic! The best is the one without competition. You can always find discarded and forgotten objects that have begun to rot and extract nutrients from them.

But he no longer had the strength to speak.

Don't get discouraged!
Tang Yiping roared inwardly.

He clenched his teeth, his eyes wide open, and the veins on his forehead were about to bulge.

Alright, I can only choose one of the three: A-grade [Carrion Eater], C-grade [Vampire], and D-grade [Sleeping on the Streets]!
(End of this chapter)