My protagonist attributes have been discovered

The first time is raw, the second time is familiar, the third time is easy to get along with the fourth time.

Although there were some unexpected situations due to my limited experience in the previous two times, the delivery address this time was only in the Xishan system of the mountain and sea boundary. Song Yangle, who thought he had a certain understanding of Line 7, was still very satisfied confident.

The only difficulty lies in... how to protect Qiongqi's private property from too much loss during the delivery process.

At Shanhai Station of Shanhai Subway Line 7, ordinary humans wearing hoodies and jeans, carrying takeaway boxes on their backs, are walking forward at a constant speed under the weird gazes of scattered monsters and practitioners, as if every step has passed by. It looks like an emotionless artificial robot without accurate measurement.

In particular, whether walking in a straight line, crossing a curve or getting on an elevator, the mobile phone in his palm can maintain a nearly perfect balance during the process of moving forward at a constant speed, with little shaking.

Like a real robot, at the moment when his raised foot landed on the platform, the announcement of the subway arriving at the station also sounded at the same time:

"Hi passenger, the train from Qianlai to Yanwei is about to enter the station, please wait in line for passengers in need..."

"..." In the sweet female voice, Song Yangle, who was standing with a few monsters and cultivators, had just let go of the strings and put the key chain with the subway card and cartoon monkey in his pocket. He was keenly aware of the breath In the mixed but peaceful air, a strong wind suddenly hit from behind, relying on the almost instinctive sixth sense and stinginess for money, he just raised his arm and moved the phone to the side steadily, and moved his feet to avoid the rampage behind him An unknown object coming over—

"Wow, woof, woof!" A tall half-human husky with a leash around his neck leaped over from the position he gave up precisely, and saw that his nose was about to have a close relationship with the isolation window under the collective gaze of all the monsters and practitioners. Contact, but was strangled by the rope around the neck in time at the last second of the encounter, avoiding the tragedy of bumping one's nose crookedly and turning into a dog pie.

"Wang! I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" The lady with small eyes grabbed the rope vigorously, with three fires from the same source on her forehead, screamed, and ran over like the wind and asked Song Yangle, who had turned his head mechanically, in a panic: "Are you all right?" ?!"

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the numbers on the phone screen that had risen a little bit. Song Yang, who had finally found the rhythm of step counting and made the numbers change a little more smoothly out of compensating mentality, paused, and replied: "...it's okay." It's not him.

Although he said "it's okay", the other party's unchanging expression and tone of voice did not mean that.

However, due to the reputation of Shanhai Restaurant, I have also heard a little about "that human delivery man" in the past two days. I smelled the pure human smell on him and felt that I couldn't pay for it. Dare to ask, so I had to pretend not to see it, pulled the leash, bowed and apologized blindly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! My son is too naughty, sorry! I will definitely discipline him when I go back!..."

Song Yangle looked at the husky who was pulled by the pulling rope next to her, rolled his eyes, stuck out his tongue and let out a weak whimper: "..." My son?

He really couldn't bear the heart of a living dog|life disappearing in front of him, so he stopped the other party from continuing to apologize: "It's really fine."

Hearing that his tone finally fluctuated a bit, the small-eyed lady husky finally let go of her heart, raised her head and said thank you twice in succession with a grateful expression, then turned around and pulled the rope, the husky stuck out her tongue and rolled her eyes at her feet As soon as the expression was closed, he quickly became active again and ran with his mother.

Song Yangle looked at the two tall and short afterimages: "...???!"

Before he could react, the little goldfish who had been sticking to the wall of the fish tank with its own electric pulley vomited a bubble, and the thin voice was transmitted from the water to the air:

"Wow, Mom, such a stupid human being can also deliver food to Shanhai Restaurant, can I apply for a job when I grow up?"

The dissatisfied voice of the goldfish mother was seamlessly connected: "What kind of job are you applying for! What can you do as a delivery man?! Study hard, and the real thing is to go to a good university!"

The little goldfish said obediently: "Oh."

"..."

Watching the electric fish tank being slid into the opened subway door by the goldfish mother, Song Yangle finally no longer had the heart to keep the phone steady, and lowered his hand, letting the numbers on the screen flash and change, falling into autism.