I am weak and friendly

Chapter 4 [Scavenging]

Tang Yiping felt like his eyes were about to pop out. The wheelchair finally tilted and crossed the balance line, then maintained its balance for a moment before swaying slightly.

Finally, with a loud "thud," it flipped over heavily on its side.

Tang Yiping was finally freed from the "zero gravity" state, fell out of the wheelchair, and lay face down on the ground.

Not far away were little mice holding food.

—You observed the entire process of mice finding and eating food, and learned the A-level survival skill [Carrion Feeding]. Current level: C.

Tang Yiping sighed heavily.

He never expected that his first skill would be this.

Although the wheelchair wasn't high, the fall still hurt a lot. He felt like his body was falling apart and he gasped for breath for a while.

Beside him, the little mouse held a half-eaten piece of chicken and brought it to his mouth.

This piece of chicken is definitely rotten. It's summer now, the temperature is so hot, and it's been sitting in a garbage can for so long, the stench is overwhelming.

But... Tang Yiping didn't feel nauseous at all; instead, he felt a strange urge.

For a fleeting moment, he almost took a bite.

Hold on! You must hold on!

Tang Yiping suddenly shook his head, dodging the rat's attempt to feed him.

"?" The mouse asked, puzzled.

"Little mouse, you can eat it yourself, thank you~"

We mustn't hurt people's feelings.

Tang Yiping thought for a moment, then reached into his pocket and pulled out a piece of candy.

This was given to him by a colleague at work today, but eating sugar isn't good for the nerves, so Tang Yiping put it away.

Unwrapped the candy and handed it to the mouse. Watching the little mouse hold the candy in its paws and sniff it, its little whiskers twitching in the air.

Then it looked up at Tang Yiping, blinked its dark little eyes, and then turned and ran away.

Tang Yiping raised his eyes slightly.

The "Friendly Glow" effect automatically turned off after its duration ended.

Watching the little mouse disappear into the dark alley, Tang Yiping suddenly felt a strange sense of loneliness.

I can't go back to my dorm, and I can't find my way back to the company.

He lay down on the ground next to the trash can.

Even the only mouse that stayed with her ran away.

The city is so big, yet at this moment, there is nowhere for him to find refuge.

He lay on the ground, his eyes glazed over. Above the buildings in the alley, he saw the Qihang Building, where his internship company was located, brightly lit in the night.

This 50-story building is the tallest and most modern building in the software park, housing so many technology companies and is so luxurious. Yet, even next to such a building, a person in a wheelchair can hardly move an inch.

Some dark emotions began to spread in his heart.

The radiance of kindness can illuminate others, but it cannot illuminate oneself.

Just then, his phone beeped.

Master Tang: "Did you catch the bus?"

"I caught the train, don't worry." Tang Yiping lay on the ground, typing slowly.

There are some things that don't need to be told to Mr. Tang. The medical expenses of more than 100,000 yuan a year have already become an unbearable burden for him.

What's that saying again? Don't complain to them; they can't help, and they won't be able to sleep either.

Master Tang: "That's good."

A few seconds later:
Master Tang will transfer 4500 yuan to you.

Mr. Tang: "Let's go to a hotel and stay for one night. Tomorrow, let's find an agency to rent a place so we won't miss the bus."

"I've been seen through..." Tang Yiping asked, "Where did you get so much money?"

Master Tang: "My 3090 yuan in funds!"

3090 funds? The 5090 fund is about to be released now, you old Tang, you're so weak. It's been four, five, six or seven years and you've only saved up this little bit of private money.

Tang Yiping really wanted to complain, but when he thought about how his master was playing the learning version of 2077 at a low frame rate of 15, and couldn't even afford to buy the Black Monkey, so he could only watch it on Bilibili to enjoy it, he suddenly felt a lump in his throat.

I really want to buy Master Tang a 5090! No, I want to buy ten or eight 5090s, so they can form the character "人" (person) or the character "一" (one)...

If he didn't have his own business, Master Tang could probably buy a dozen 5090s a year...

I'm sorry, Master Tang, I wish I weren't your son.

Tang Yiping ultimately returned the money to Master Tang.

“It’s not that I don’t want to accept it, it’s a cost issue. This lousy internship isn’t worth 4500 yuan. I can’t take it anymore and I’ll quit.”

Master Tang: "Okay, do you have any money left? Go find a hotel tonight, get some rest, and take care of yourself."

"You should go to bed early too. You're an old man, don't stay up so late all the time."

Master Tang: "Let's play one more round."

Well, today we're playing Civilization VI.

"Prosperous military fortune!"

Master Tang: "Watch me nuke that old bitch Gandhi right now!"

Nuclear pacification, nuclear pacification, nuke them all!
In the dark alley, Tang Yiping imagined for a while what it would be like if Master Tang's screen was full of giant mushrooms, and felt his body full of power again.

He used his hands to support his body as he climbed out of the wheelchair, then struggled to lift it up and slowly climbed onto it.

But he didn't have time to be happy. Instead, he took out his wheelchair backpack from behind his wheelchair and took out his notebook.

This laptop was bought for Tang Yiping by his teacher when he was a freshman in college. He usually took good care of it, but now a crack has clearly appeared on the A side.

I pressed the power button, but there was no response at all.

"No way..." Tang Yiping wanted to cry.

Why am I so unlucky?

Now how to do?
Should I have returned Master Tang's private savings...?

Just then, a faint aura drifted over.

But his gaze unconsciously shifted to the nearby trash can.

"What is that? It smells so good!"

"No, no, no, why would the trash can smell good? It must be a side effect of [Carrion Eating]!"

"Oh no, why does it smell so hungry?"

"So hungry, so hungry, so hungry..."

"Show some courage, don't rummage through the trash cans, don't..."

"Tang Yiping, where is your integrity? Where is your dignity? No way!"

"Never eat anything scavenged from the trash can, Tang Yiping!"

Despite his inner turmoil, Tang Yiping couldn't control his impulse. He went to one of the trash cans in the corner, grabbed the edge of the trash can with both hands, and with all his might, used his uncontrollable legs to support himself and stand up.

In the trash can in front of him was a black box, slightly larger than a shoebox but more exquisite, like the packaging box of some kind of luxury item.

That enticing smell just now came from this box.

It doesn't seem like... food?
Tang Yiping carefully discerned that it wasn't the aroma of food, but rather a feeling of "being discarded, forgotten, beginning to decay," a feeling he desperately needed.

No one will compete with him for this, and there will be no consequences for him to possess it, nor will anyone care.

The feeling was so intense that it attracted Tang Yiping, making him unable to extricate himself.

Tang Yiping used all his strength to pull the box out of the trash can.

(End of this chapter)