Strong Luck, Start with the S-Class Weirdo Tucked Under Your Arm and Run Away

The city is on the verge of destruction. A backbone force specially formed to deal with the strange, the city's last hope and reliance... Why did you escape? The elites who got the news in advance ran away while suppressing the news, not forgetting to drain the city of all its last supplies! Ha? You want a man with a salary of three thousand a month to save the world? If evil is a gorgeous and cruel movement, I will end it with my own hands.