【Conan】I just want to survive but I am forced to join the main plot

"Ding dong, ding dong..."

The doorbell rang.

Ruo Muliang's eyes lost their luster and looked at the wooden door of the bedroom.

If I remember correctly, his bedroom was on the second floor.

What is the probability that a person with a luck score of -80 will go downstairs and open the door, roll around in a dozen circles without losing his footing, and then fall unconscious in his own home?

Stop pressing the button. No one is home!

However, the person outside the door seems to be sure that someone is at home. He rings the doorbell twice every 60 seconds, with a sense of persistence that if you don't open the door, I won't leave today.

Ruomu Liang:......

Forget it, let's open the door.

The residence provided by Gouzi is in the 2th section of Yoneka Town 18-chome. Next door is the Death family.

What if the guy outside kept ringing the doorbell, alerting Kudo and Kudo who were extremely sensitive to murders, and then forced his way in because he was worried about the lives of his neighbors.

He was not sure whether the safe house provided by Gouzi could save his life under the aura of two generations of death.

Ruo Muliang stood up resignedly, walked out of the bedroom cautiously with his hands on the wall, and walked down the stairs even more cautiously.

The whole process took nearly ten minutes.

The person waiting outside the door did not lose patience at all because the time was too long. He still pressed the doorbell twice every 60 seconds, as steadily as a robot.

Ruo Muliang walked to the door and looked out through the peephole.

nobody.

This is so weird. Hey, no one rang the doorbell by a ghost?

He glanced at his panel worriedly, and the instruction above: Do not trigger the death FLAG while in the safe house was still highlighted.

I feel a little more confident.

Ruo Muliang opened the door with a slap. There was no one outside, not a single person in sight.

Looking down again, he saw a pink cat bag quietly placed at the door of his house. Inside, a gorgeous ragdoll cat was sleeping soundly.

There is an A4 paper on the cat bag.

Ruo Muliang squatted down and saw machine-typed text on the A4 paper.

Dear Ruomu-kun, this cat’s name is Xiaoguang, please take good care of it~

The signature position is two dog paw prints.

Ruo Muliang's mouth twitched, could this be the after-sales service Erha said they provided?

a cat?

Although this puppet looks like it has a soft light filter, unless this cat has positive attributes such as "100% increase in luck", what does a cat mean to him? use?

Ruo Muliang opened the cat bag, picked up the sleeping doll and checked it twice.

Well, he is a healthy young man.

Pooh!

No matter how you look at it, he is an ordinary cat with nothing good except for his appearance.

Ruomu Liangxu put the cat back into the bag with eyes, and then slammed the front door of his house with a slap.

The next second, the damn doorbell kept ringing.

Great, the case is solved. The one who can do such unscientific things in this scientific world of science is indeed that damn scammer Erha.

Ruo Muliang reopened the door, picked up the cat bag and took it back into the house.

Just raise it, isn’t it just a cat? There is no danger of life in a safe house anyway, so what's wrong with having a cat?

Is it possible that this cat can turn into a human knife in the middle of the night?

After glancing at Maomao who was still sleeping soundly, Ruo Muliang hesitated and went to the study to search for a while.

In my memory, there seems to be a lot of business cards and experience coupons collected in the study room.

Among them is a pet shop located in the 5th-chome of Yoneka Town, not far from the office of Mouri Kogoro, the second god of death in this world.

If you want to raise a cat, you need to prepare cat food, cat litter, a cat climbing frame, etc. Wait, has this cat been vaccinated?

Ruo Muliang's hand stiffened as he dialed the number. It shouldn't be difficult to get the pet store to deliver the pet to his door, but for door-to-door vaccination, it seemed that people might not have this service option.

It is impossible to go out.

This is the world of science.

A science-based world where a street gangster can get a gun to rob a bank, where cyanide is so prevalent that it is sold in vending machines, and where people can make elaborate murder plans for any weird reason.

Go out with this lucky number, if the murderer suddenly finds a handsome guy passing by during the murder, and he looks good, and wants to stab him twice...

Sure enough, until the problem of -80 luck value is solved, don't let him go out even if you kill him!

After calling and ordering a batch of cat supplies, Ruo Muliang moved back to the living room, took the stuffed animal out of the cat bag, and checked the macho cat bag.

There are several paper documents in the compartment behind the cat bag, including various procedures and vaccine records.

Ruo Muliang let out a long breath.

It’s so nice not to have to leave the house!

The supplies at home are quite complete. The refrigerator is full of vegetables and meat. There are also a lot of cup noodles, compressed biscuits and other snacks in the storage room next to it. Even if I stay at home for ten days and a half, I will not go hungry. die.

After waking up and struggling for a long time, Ruo Muliang also felt hungry, so he picked up a box of cup noodles and prepared to boil water.

It is impossible to cook.

He didn't have much talent in cooking. The food he made was edible, but it was basically not delicious.

Poor cooking skills + being possessed by mold will most likely blow up the kitchen.

Just make some instant noodles to deal with it.

Ruo Muliang originally thought so.

Ten minutes later, he stared at the kettle with an inexplicable crack and fell into deep thought.

Just now, he stood in the kitchen and witnessed a live version of the coming of death.

He checked carefully before turning on the kettle and stove. There was nothing wrong with the kettle and stove. After burning for a few minutes, the kettle cracked and water flowed out to extinguish the blazing flames.

If someone hadn't been nearby and immediately turned off the valve to deal with the aftermath, boiling hot water might have really blown up the kitchen.

Lucky negative numbers are terrifying.

Ruo Muliang threw the cup noodles back into the storage room with a sullen face, took out a pack of compressed biscuits, and drank two mouthfuls of mineral water.

Then unplug all the electrical appliances in the house except the refrigerator.

During this period, I tripped twice, bumped into various cabinets and cupboards more than ten times, lost my footing and rolled up seven or eight steps. Then I moved back to the living room with pain all over my body, and collapsed on the sofa, feeling hopeless.

He was stabbed countless times on the back of furniture even in a safe house! If we go out, how can we not have enough lives if we don’t have a few hundred lives?

Ruo Muliang silently opened the true skill tree in his consciousness.

He now urgently needs to increase his survivability.

Supplies are not unlimited. No matter how frugal you are, they will eventually run out. And for the nutritional needs of the body, it is impossible to eat compressed biscuits three times a day.

Sooner or later there will be a day to go out.

But as far as the current situation is concerned, going out = sudden death is really no joke.

Ruo Muliang skipped a series of attack skills, such as fireballs, wind blades, water dragons and bullets. He was so handsome. He might also be able to deal with one or two murderers with low martial arts value.

however……

Considering the world view of Ke Xue's world, if he really created a big fireball to kill the prisoner and get published in the newspaper, it can be predicted that the luck value of -80 may move towards -90 or -100.

On the contrary, auxiliary skills, such as danger perception, body strengthening, primary self-healing, etc., are more useful in this situation.

But currently there is only one skill point.

Ruo Muliang hesitated for a moment, then complained about body strengthening.

As the old saying goes, a real mage is one who has two levels of illumination and all the rest is melee, right? Well, there is no shortage of lighting methods in modern society, so there is nothing wrong with rounding off the lighting technique and directly strengthening the body.