I am weak and friendly

Chapter 1 Wheelchair Rider
"Old man, hand over all your money!"

In the alleyway leading from the software park to the subway station, which had just been demolished and was now in disarray, two blond-haired men brandished gleaming knives, pointing them at a gaunt middle-aged man.

"I've given you all the cash I had on me," the middle-aged man said timidly.

"Damn it, this little bit of money isn't even enough to top up a 648 yuan account! Are you kidding me?!" the short, blond-haired guy roared in fury.

"No... how about I transfer some money to you on my phone?"

"Do you think I'm stupid? There's a record of the transfer! Give me your phone!" The tall, blond-haired guy reached out.

"No...no! Not my phone!" The man hurriedly protected his phone.

During the struggle, the blond-haired man slashed with his knife. The uncle hurriedly withdrew his hand and retreated, but let out a scream of pain.

However, he was too slow to retreat. Although he avoided having his hand chopped off, his right leg was cut and bled profusely.

Just when he was in despair, a beam of light suddenly shone into the dark alley, almost blinding the two blond-haired men.

"Who dares to shine a light on me! Show yourself!" Two blond-haired men brandished their knives, pointing them in the direction of the light.

The blond-haired guy was arrogant, but the newcomer was even more arrogant.

"Robbery in front of me? Are you looking for death? Get the hell out of here!" A furious shout came from the source of the light.

The sound of wheels rolling slowly approached, and even against the light, the two blond-haired men could see clearly that it was an electric wheelchair.

For a moment, I didn't know whether to be astonished or to burst into laughter.

"Damn, I thought someone was doing a heroic deed, hahaha, turns out he's just a cripple? Looking for death?!" The tall, blond-haired man brandished the knife in his hand.

"Yes, I am a cripple." In the darkness, the person slammed the object in their hand heavily on the ground with a thud.

It was over two meters long and as thick as a wrist, like... a long spear.

"What...do you want to do? Believe me or not, I'll kill you!" The short, blond-haired man sensed the threat and pointed his knife at the wheelchair.

"Cut me? Fine, I'm a piece of trash anyway, it's good that I'm dead, I can take a couple of people down with me!"

The blinding light pierced through the dark alley, and something resembling a spear emerged from the darkness, slowly entering the area illuminated by the light.

The first thing that caught their eye was a splash of blood red, which made the two blond-haired men's hearts skip a beat.

A few seconds later, they realized that it wasn't blood.

It was a steel pipe that could be found anywhere on a construction site. The yellow paint on the outside had peeled off, revealing mottled red primer and dark red rust underneath.

Like dried blood.

The two blond-haired men had just breathed a sigh of relief when they suddenly saw a pair of eyes.

A pair of eyes that should have been hidden in the darkness were now emitting a faint glow in the darkness.

Are human eyes that bright in the dark? What...what kind of monster is this?

Just as the two instinctively backed away, a "whoosh" sounded as wheels rubbed against the ground, and the straight steel pipe in the beam of light suddenly accelerated!
Advance!

"Die to me!"

The gaunt middle-aged man, huddled in a corner, only felt a steel pipe flash by with dazzling light, followed by the startled shouts of two blond-haired men: "Ah, you are—"

And the sound of someone covering their mouth, afraid to call out the name.

By the time they realized what was happening, they heard the sound of two blond-haired men running away, along with the platitude, "I've already spent 328 today, I'll let you go for now!"

—【Survival Guide for the Weak】notifies you: You have failed to learn the C-level survival skill 【Prudent Self-Preservation】.

"He ran pretty fast."

In the alley, Tang Yiping glanced at the sign in front of him, and with a "thud," threw the steel pipe in his hand to the ground.

Then he looked at the gaunt man cowering in the corner. "Mercy...mercy..." The gaunt man was clearly frightened by his actions just now, and was almost kneeling on the ground, almost blurting out a cry for mercy.

Tang Yiping softened his voice helplessly: "Uncle, you seem to be injured. Are you alright? Do you need my help?"

A prompt appears before your eyes:

—[Showing goodwill] successful, [Friendly Aura] activated.

The thin, middle-aged man blinked, then looked up hesitantly.

"Uncle?" Tang Yiping called out again.

"I...I'm fine..." The thin man's voice was so soft it was almost inaudible. He moved forward step by step, letting his eyes leave the light's reach and enter the darkness behind it. He looked carefully, and then his eyes widened suddenly.

"Huh?" the uncle exclaimed.

"What's wrong?" Tang Yiping looked down at himself.

"No, no..." the uncle muttered, "I just didn't expect it. I thought... you'd look fierce and menacing..."

Seemingly realizing his words were inappropriate, he quickly said, "Thank you, classmate. My name is Liu Chengyuan. What's your name? I'm so grateful to you this time, but please don't do this again next time..."

"Tang Yiping." As Liu Chengyuan repeatedly muttered his name, Tang Yiping retorted, "Otherwise what?"

"Run when you see them!" Liu Chengyuan said. "They're just trying to steal some money, they can't just..."

Tang Yiping's gaze shifted to Liu Chengyuan's still bleeding thigh.

Liu Chengyuan shut his mouth and fell silent, his face turning deathly pale, and then cold sweat poured down his face.

Only then did he belatedly realize that he had just escaped death.

He scrutinized Tang Yiping, his face full of doubt.

When Tang Yiping rescued him, he acted violently and aggressively. Coupled with his overly bright eyes, which seemed to glow even in the dark, Liu Chengyuan had already conjured up an image in his mind that only appeared in horror movies. The kind of person who, if encountered, would usually be very bad…

But Tang Yiping, sitting in his electric wheelchair, looked and dressed like a student, even younger than his students and the blond guy from earlier. He looked like a high school student or a college freshman. He was dressed in a clean short-sleeved shirt and jeans, and even sitting in a wheelchair, his youthful energy was undeniable.

Moreover, is it because he has the aura of a savior? Liu Chengyuan felt that Tang Yiping, who was sitting in a wheelchair, seemed to be shining brightly from head to toe.

Just standing next to him, the gaunt man felt as if he were bathed in warm light, and even his wounds seemed to hurt less.

"Thank you so much..." Liu Chengyuan couldn't help but say again, "If it weren't for you, I probably wouldn't be here now..."

"Uncle, you're definitely stronger than me, right? Why didn't you fight back just now?"

"Ah...this..." Liu Chengyuan was so embarrassed by Tang Yiping's words that he couldn't lift his head.

Yes, why didn't I resist?

"You're only successful because I didn't like that [Peace of Mind] skill..." Tang Yiping muttered.

I was clearly just a weakling.

Then my gaze moved upwards.

—[Survival Guide for the Weak] Now Open—

Basic attributes: [Weak] [Friendly] [...]

Skills: [Feigning Weakness] [Showing Goodwill]

Aura: [Hidden Weakness] [Friendly Glow]

Main quest: Learn three survival skills and unlock all features in the guide (0/3)

(Note: This guide aims to help all vulnerable creatures improve their chances of survival. It is scientifically sound, practical, universally applicable, and provides guidance. All steps have been verified by a total of 754842154222844721063 users and are proven effective. Please strictly follow the instructions.)
Warning! Warning! Warning! You have seriously violated the survival rules, and your survival level has been severely reduced! Please strictly follow the instructions!

(End of this chapter)