My protagonist attributes have been discovered

—He seemed to have done nothing wrong.

After printing out the order receipt, Song Yangle turned his head and saw the figure walking over in response, thinking so in his heart.

Look, this chef Tao Tie, who has been scolded for no reason but has been working hard in the kitchen cooking for the staff and preparing for the coming peak meal at noon, looks like a poor little boy less than 1.6 meters tall.

The person who came out with the dinner plate was skinny, wearing a T-shirt that looked like it was hanging on his body, and his tight jeans were baggy. He was so malnourished that it was obvious at a glance.

The dinner plate in his arms was wider than the two bodies of the little boy, and he had to walk with it... If this was an ordinary restaurant, it would have been reported long ago.

The plate with a huge amount of four dishes and one soup landed steadily on the counter, and Tao Tie, who was called by Tai Feng, took the receipt slowly, and looked at it slowly: "Red, fire..."

It is completely different from the beast in imagination.

Song Yangle looked at the unresponsive little boy who only reached his chest in front of him, thought for a while, and then denied: No, not completely.

"Shan Hai Jing Bei Shan Jing" has a cloud: "There is a beast, its shape is like a sheep's body and a human face, its eyes are in the armpits, tiger teeth and human claws, its sound is like a baby, and its name is roe deer (páo) owl (xiāo), It’s a cannibal.”—Although the other party is very fierce and can eat people, after all, it should be regarded as half a sheep with a human face and a sheep’s body, and it’s not surprising that there are some similarities with sheep.

"...Wen..." Taotie, who was struggling to read characters, was directly caught by "Ray", and looked at Taifeng slowly.

Song Yangle, who felt that he had become a transparent person: ...can't help but suspect the record of "cannibalism".

Tai Feng, who was directly watched, scratched his ears, smiled at him, then turned to the other party, stretched out his finger to hold the receipt, and read it word by word: "Red, burning, text, ray, fish."

"Red, burning, text, ray, fish..." The little boy who followed was very serious and practiced repeatedly.

Song Yangle, who was on the sidelines, was a little more complicated.

Not knowing that he was about to think of such things as "born with disabilities, disabled and strong", Taifeng took advantage of the time when the beast was learning to read, pointed to the direction of Song Yangle and gave a unilateral introduction:

"Gaotie, have you heard of it?"

Song Yangle nodded.

"This is the chef in our shop." Then he quickly added: "But if you have nothing to do, don't waver in front of him..."

For the sake of personal safety?clear.Song Yangle continued to nod in agreement.

"... If you keep shaking in front of him, he will drool at you." Tai Feng became serious, showing that he was not joking: "It's disgusting."

Song Yangle: "..." Oh.Maybe it's not good to say that in front of others?

However, the person who heard this did not express anything, not even an expression.

After finishing reading, Taotie took the receipt, ignored the strange colleagues in the shop, turned around slowly, and went back to the kitchen.

Song Yangle couldn't help raising his hand: "Food..." Don't you want it?

"He can eat the order." Tai Feng paused, then suddenly remembered: "You seem to be the delivery guy in the store?"

"...Hmm." Song Yangle thought: This setting is hard to remember?

"Then you have to deliver it when he's done." Taifeng suddenly remembered the message box on the computer, paused, and asked: "...Should we eat first?"

"...um." It seems to be so.

***

Before going out in the morning, he felt that the information received was probably false. The deliveryman Song Yangle did not bring his ID card or driver’s license today. Take public transport.

Although Taifeng said later that there was no need to be in such a hurry, as a new employee, in order to show his professionalism, Song Yangle still ate the first "canteen meal" at Shanhai Hotel wholeheartedly, and prepared to go out before 11:30 Prepare.

Taifeng was still very worried about the first human delivery man in the store: "Have you memorized the route?"

"Take the car to the nearest subway entrance, then swipe the subway card and take Line 7 and wait for the station Zhang'eshan."

"Yeah." It sounded almost the same, Tai Feng thought for a while, and added: "Bon voyage."

Normally, such sentences are a kind of flag, but since the person who said this is Jishen Taifeng, Song Yangle believes that this should still be regarded as a blessing.

...Of course, thinking of his stocks that have not soared, he feels that this kind of buff, whether it is active or passive, is probably not so absolute.

It was the first time in his life to deliver food. Song Yangle, who was carrying an incubator, got on the ride called by the taxi app. Before getting in the car, he glanced behind——

The whole street, including the newsstand proprietress, once again pretended to calmly avoid his sight, trying to hide it.

And in the eyes of others——

"There are no shops in front of the village or back, and you can't even see a person." The driver started the car and asked, "Young man, what are you doing here?"

Song Yangle closed the car door: "The bus is going in the wrong direction, get off halfway."

"Oh, that's it." Seeing that he had no expression on his face and didn't want to talk, the driver, who was used to seeing passengers, stopped asking more questions and drove quietly.

Sure enough, I am still the main character.Song Yangle was sitting in the car, looking at the desolate suburban scene retreating all the way out of the window after leaving that street, touching his forehead, thinking: It is impossible for someone who is not the protagonist to respond to the sudden appearance of a street surrounded by such scenes. There is no doubt about its legitimacy.

... He selectively forgot the fact that he insisted on closing his eyes and squinting all the way to the stop on the high-speed bus in the morning, even if he would get hit on the forehead every time he stopped.

It is only a 10-minute drive from Shanhai Station to the nearest subway station, but the air quality has declined visibly with the naked eye.

The driver who arrived at the destination pulled over, and Song Yangle got out of the car, shaking the five-star praise on the screen to say goodbye: "Thank you, master."

"Small things."

After watching the car drive away, Song Yangle lowered his head, looked at the transfer page on his phone first, saved the screenshot, and then stepped on the elevator going down the subway entrance with the takeaway on his back.

The subway entrance marked "Exit D of Line 7" did not specify what station it was, but there were not many people entering and exiting this subway entrance. The only person standing in front of Song Yangle and going down the stairs together was the one who walked through it two steps away. Male in fur.

It's approaching April, and there are too few people wearing fur. Song Yangle took a rough look and saw... Maybe it's because the fur is too long. This guy's legs seem a bit short.

He couldn't help but take another look.

Before he could take a closer look, the man seemed to have noticed his gaze, and turned his head unhappily. The Beijing-style old man with a steamed bun face stared at him, his blunt light green pupils narrowed into sharp ones. Vertical line, rough voice: "What are you looking at?!"

Song Yangle, who was caught on the spot, paused and apologized frankly: "I'm sorry."

"...Hmph!" His reaction was unexpected. The short-legged man suffocated the anger he had prepared, but he couldn't let it out. He had to let out angrily through his nostrils and turned his head back, but he didn't expect that the elevator was just right At the end, the really short feet didn't step steadily in time and almost fell.

"..."

The person who was almost tripped kicked the floor angrily: "...this broken elevator!"

However, because the legs were too short and he didn't really use much force, it was more like stomping his feet to show cuteness than venting anger... Song Yangle realized this, turned his head to look at the elevator, and looked unmoved.

——He still regrets his life.

Suspicious eyes flicked across him, but he didn't see anything, the Beijing-smelling demon had no choice but to snort again, and deliberately walked around in front of him with two short legs.

Song Yangle followed behind the opponent, not fighting for the front.

The two humanoid creatures turned several turns along the indicator light one after the other, and a very ordinary-looking security checkpoint appeared in front of them.

What is unusual is that he glanced at it and found that there is no passageway to other exits, and there is no subway ticket sales office. There is only a security check with bare rods, so as to reduce the chance of ordinary humans appearing as much as possible.

He followed Jing Yao, and put the incubator on the conveyor belt—fortunately, this security checkpoint didn’t need to take out the liquid to take a sip to show safety, and he easily passed through with only the subway card, key and mobile phone on him. .

In the middle of the security check, he observed that when the originally lazy security inspector saw the incubator, his eyes changed obviously.

He picked up the incubator and looked down, and sure enough, he saw the words "Shanhai Hotel" in the lower right corner of the box.

He looked away, carried the incubator on his back, and walked to the subway gate.

The black card in the sleeve contrasts with the green subway card next to it.

Song Yangle turned his head and found that Jing Yao, who was holding a green card, was also looking at him strangely.

"drop."

Just when the man and the demon were relatively silent, the gate channel opened, Song Yang paused, turned his head first, and entered the station——

Penetrating through an invisible barrier, the original desolation in his eyes was suddenly broken by the noise that hit his face.After getting off the elevator, the subway station signs saying "Shanhai Station" were hung on both sides, with the left prompting "Go to Qianlai" and the right prompt "Go to 崦(yān)嵫(zī)", he walked to the left, Standing between "people" and "animals" with different shapes, the roar of the wind in the unopened passage is accompanied by the sound of various "people", and it is very lively.

"Ah!" Suddenly there was a scream beside him, he turned his head subconsciously, but only saw a large pink suitcase.

"Can you look at your feet while walking?!" Hearing the angry voice say this, Song Yangle moved his eyes down, and finally saw an ant the size of a little finger with his hips crossed at the left corner of the suitcase, but the other party It didn't look like he was talking to him.

"...I'm sorry." The short-legged feline who accidentally caused a traffic obstacle apologized gloomily with a ferocious face, and it was the familiar Jingyin.

"You mammals are really!...reckless." The ant who was almost stepped on was still a little angry, but after receiving an apology, it was not easy to find fault, and looked up to see the fierce expression of the other party... Ms. Ant twisted Holding the special push handle beside the wheel, I pushed the suitcase to the next line in a hurry, and said:

"Be more careful next time you walk!"

"..."

After a short period of depression, the spotted cat keenly sensed Song Yangle's gaze, and gave him a fierce look: "What are you looking at?!"

The ferocious facial expression combined with the fat buttocks and short limbs, the intimidation effect is really not good... Before seeing the other party so angry that he scratched his face and bloomed, Song Yangle spoke first: "Rabbit mantle? "

Jing Yao, who just wanted to get angry, froze his paws that were ready to move, and looked at him with straight eyes: "...you know me?"

Not only do they know each other, but they also know that you, a national second-level protected animal, belong to the category of "hands-on with one game, and one with the bottom".Song Yangle didn't say this, but just shook his head: "I've heard about it on the Internet, and your characteristics seem to be in line...very standard."

Listening to him describe himself as "standard" but "good-looking", the mantle demon knows that the other party is not perfunctory - "good-looking" is a word of mutual appreciation between the same species, different species have different standards, who can tell you Whether it is "good-looking" or not "standard" is different. "Standard" refers to the aesthetics that conforms to the average level of a race. For a foreign race, this is the highest compliment given to the other party in terms of appearance.

"That's right." After being praised, the rabbit mantle was very satisfied, shook his beard, and looked at this guy who looked at him twice and without consent much more pleasingly, and asked, "Where are you going?"

"To deliver food." Song Yangle didn't answer directly, but asked instead: "What about you?"

Rabbit Man coughed: "Me? I'm going to Dayin Mountain."

Dayin Mountain...Although he has no concept of "Da", but with the clue that the so-called Line 7 came from Qian to Yanyu, he quickly thought of the following two chapters about the word "Yin Mountain": "Youxi Three hundred miles away, it is called Yinshan Mountain. The turbid bath water flows out of Yan, and the Nanliu flows into Fanze, among which there are many wenbei. There is a beast, whose shape is like a raccoon with a white head. It is called Tiangou, and its sound is like a durian. To guard against evil." and "The first of the Four Classics of the West, called Yinshan Mountain, with many trees on it, no stones, and many grasses and plants. The Yin water flows out, and the west flows into Luo." Both places are more than he wants to go The Zhang'e Mountain is further west, and the rivers and specialty products seem to have nothing to say, so there is only "Tengu"?

Except for the white head, this strange beast, which is exactly the same as the civet cat, should have something to do with the manul. "Dayin Mountain" should refer to the habitat of the tengu.

The subway hasn't arrived yet, Song Yangle thought about it, and followed the other person's words: "Dayin Mountain? I've heard of it before, but it's the first time for me to take this subway, and I've never been there before."

"It's your first time too?!"

"... Hmm." Is this the point?

"Me too!" Tuman, who didn't notice any important or not, was surprised and excited: "I thought I was the only one who hadn't taken the Shanhai subway these days! I didn't expect you to be too!"

It turns out that the name of this subway is Shanhai Subway.

Song Yangle didn't correct the other party's thinking that he was a demon, but was a little curious: "I just heard about it today, and there was no need to go before. Why didn't you sit there?"

"Hi! You don't know! Like you, I only found out about this subway ride recently!" The rabbit man who thought he had a similar experience to himself couldn't help but vomit bitterness at him: "It's really a pitiful trap by humans!"

"……Really?"

"Really!" Rabbit mantle was immersed in the deep hatred of human beings, and he didn't notice that what he said was an interrogative sentence, "You said that if they want to develop technology, they should develop technology, and they also want to get rid of feudal superstitions. In fact, I can also get rid of feudal superstitions. I understand, but, what does this have to do with us demons?! The group of demon management bureaus who eat nothing but work all day long. It's such a shitty thing, and we have to introduce some shitty policy of 'no becoming a prodigy after the founding of the People's Republic of China', which has pitted us a bunch of 21st century monsters (Mr. Song who didn't want to reveal his name: I guess it's a monster who became a proficiency after the end of the 20th century )! I was trapped by this policy in the Beijing Wildlife Park for more than 20 years! More than [-] years! If they hadn’t finally opened their minds recently, I would have to stay in the zoo to sell my hue! You said that Shanhai Subway It is everyone's shared resource. Because of their policy, Beijing City has been strictly controlling Chengjing. If I couldn't stand it and came to school in City C and heard about it by accident, I didn't even know there was such a subway! "

...Then is it human beings or the Demon Control Bureau who cheated you? You still have to be a little bit sense of right and wrong, little brother?

Although I thought so in my heart, seeing the furry face of the rabbit cat trying to show righteous indignation... Song Yangle thought for a while, and said: "Oh, I am similar."

"..." You are being too perfunctory, aren't you?Not getting the expected approval, the rabbit's beard moved, and the corner of his mouth turned to look at the passage, and found that the light inside was flickering, and he became excited again: "Hey, the subway is coming!"

"..." Is there a newspaper on the radio?

Sensing the disgusting gazes gathered around him, Song Yang paused for a moment, tightened the straps of the takeaway box expressionlessly, seemingly unmoved, and then cast his eyes on the passage without moving|sound|

The appearance is the same as that of an ordinary subway, and it can be seen from a distance that it is crowded, but when the carriage roars to the station, you can see that there are few human-shaped creatures inside, and more animals and plants of all kinds; then the subway stopped. Hold on, the car door opened, few people got off, and not many people went up—anyway, there were no seats available, no matter if it was Song Yangle or the rabbit man, they could only stand after entering.

The car door is closed, those who sleep on the subway sleep, those who look at their mobile phones look at their mobile phones, those who are in a daze, and ignore the appearance. From the surface, most creatures behave similarly to ordinary humans on the subway.

Just when he wondered whether those dazed creatures were actually trying to figure out spells in their minds, the manulus, who had just come out of the zoo and whose communication habits had stopped 20 years ago, was not used to this kind of indifference. He squatted next to Song Yangle, who didn't play with his mobile phone much, and tugged at his trousers, with a mysterious look:

"Hey, do you know why this subway is called Shanhai Subway?"

The neck that had been buried for a long time was a little sore, Song Yangle moved his neck, and replied: "I don't know."

Tuman proudly raised his beard: "This is because the original terminus of this subway was actually Shanhai Station—you guess, why are there so few people getting off at Shanhai Station now?"

Song Yangle pulled the straps, reached out and touched the neck that was in urgent need of relief, thought for a while, and answered: "The large passenger station is too far away, and there is no subway maintenance station, so there is no passenger flow?"

"..."

The manul who had been robbed of the answer looked at him, his smile gradually disappeared, he glanced at him indifferently, moved his short legs, swung his fat butt and tail with a ring, turned his head and left.

——As he expected, until he got out of the car, the other party didn't come up to him to say a word.