The Pseudo-Human Academy: Starting with a Bricklayer Personality

After exchanging pleasantries, the carriage returned to silence.

Xu Feng found a seat by the window and sat down, his gaze sweeping over the soldier beside him who was firmly guarding the data box, his fingertips lightly tapping his knee.

After this battle, the remaining enemies must have scattered and fled, and most of them have become prisoners. The escort journey ahead should not be dangerous.

As night deepened, the armored vehicle moved smoothly along the highway, its muffled hum particularly clear in the silent darkness, becoming the only background noise of the journey.

No one in the carriage closed their eyes; the soldiers remained steadfast at their posts.

The driver kept his eyes fixed on the road ahead.

The soldier in charge of radar surveying moved his fingertips rapidly across the instrument, while the ripples on the screen rose and fell smoothly.

The soldiers on guard sat on either side of the armored vehicle, gripping their guns tightly and scanning the night outside the window with wary eyes.

Even knowing that the risks had been greatly reduced, they did not relax their vigilance in the slightest.

After a long and arduous day of running around and fighting, Hongxia was finally exhausted.

She moved closer to Xu Feng, tilted her head slightly, and rested it on his shoulder. Her long eyelashes fluttered gently like butterfly wings, and the redness at the corners of her eyes gradually faded, soon replaced by even breathing.

Her red and black dress was slightly wrinkled from being rubbed, and the hem, stained with blood, hung down to her legs, revealing a small section of her slender, delicate legs, creating a strange contrast with her peaceful sleeping face.

Xu Feng tilted his head slightly, his gaze falling on her delicate and lovely face, as white as porcelain.

The girl's serene appearance softened his heart, and he secretly grumbled to himself.

What the hell!

This girl can be a real headache when she's being naughty, but she's actually quite cute when she's asleep.

He subconsciously slowed his breathing, afraid of disturbing her sweet dream, and deliberately kept his shoulders steady, letting her lean on him, while his gaze returned to the dark night outside the window.

With nothing to do, he seemed to suddenly remember something, took out his brother's phone, and opened the "Interference and Harassment Family Group" chat.

Seeing that the number of people in the group chat had somehow increased to four, Xu Feng was slightly taken aback. He remembered that he hadn't invited any other people in.

The study materials I sent on the crashed flight are still clearly visible in the group chat.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Li Huaqin: What is this?

Ghost Bride Mingyue: Average.

Hongxia: If Brother Xu Feng likes it, Hongxia is fine with any position!

Hongxia: Captain Xu, that's not me. Don't take it seriously. She was just joking.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Xu Feng glanced at Hong Xia, who was fast asleep beside him, and couldn't help but reach out and pinch her little face. It felt so soft and sweet.

For some reason, this girl has grown even more beautiful, and her looks are now comparable to Xiao Qin's; they each have their own unique charm.

But when exactly did this girl join the group? How come he didn't know?

If he wasn't mistaken, Hongxia should now have two personalities: one is her bizarre personality, and the other is her normal personality.

You can even cook the fish in two ways, that's great!

Looking at Xiao Qin's bewildered and ignorant remarks, Xu Feng couldn't help but recall her adorable little face. She truly deserved to be called a little angel, always so innocent and adorable.

Xiao Qin must be eating Mapo Tofu right now, right?

I don't know where Xiao Qin is when I don't summon him.

I can't hear Li Huaqin's voice in my mind right now. Could it be that Xiao Qin has run off to the Pseudo-Human Academy?

Xu Feng glanced at the ghost bride's statement, which consisted of only two words:

general.

Looks like he has testicles!

I wonder if the ghost bride can transform into Shang Yang's form; that would definitely be amazing.

Then, Xu Feng opened the work group of the Anomaly Management Bureau.

His browser history was also posted in the group.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

5:03 pm

Director Cao Mengde: It seems that Comrade Xu Feng has a very rich life!

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

His tone was somewhat humorous, without a hint of blame, which made Xu Feng feel a little embarrassed.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Afternoon: 6.24

Jiang Chen: Brother Xu Feng, is there still a big movie about Ganges Infected vs. Fukushima Witches? It's so cool, I want to see it again.

Hongxia: I didn't know that Brother Xu Feng has such a wide range of interests, even time-stopping. He's quite something, pretending to be stopped by time.

Hongxia: That's not me, that's not me, she's my other personality.

Director Cao Mengde: These young people these days are really getting fancy! I'm getting old, I can't keep up with the times.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

There were more than 30 people in the group, and for an entire afternoon, apart from a handful of people, not a single person spoke.

Xu Feng smacked his lips. At least Jiang Chen liked his browsing history, so he wasn't exactly socially reprehensible, was he?

He opened his WeChat Moments and glanced at the photo of himself dressed as a woman that he had posted.

Li Huaqin, Hong Xia, Ghost Bride Mingyue, Jiang Chen, Ye Ningyun, Yu Xi, Mo Nian, Li Ming...

More than a dozen people clicked the heart icon.

The comment below the picture reads:

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Li Huaqin: Who is this?

Hongxia: Hehe, she's a bloodthirsty lady.

Li Huaqin: It sounds like he'd be a perfect match for the Bloody Gentleman.

Ye Ningyun retracted a message.

Ghost Bride Mingyue: It's beautiful.

Yu tide: That's a bit of a surprise. I didn't expect you to have this kind of hobby.

Mo Nian: V me 50, or I'll let this photo fly everywhere.

Li Ming: Interesting, I'll also post a picture of myself in women's clothing.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Looking at the photos he had taken on a whim when he was young and ignorant, Xu Feng silently clicked to delete them.

He looked out at the vast night sky and suddenly felt a little melancholy.

Hongxia is such a mischievous girl. Xu Feng thought about waking her up to go back to sleep, but after thinking about it, he finally gave up the idea.

After delivering the documents, Xu Feng decided to relax for a while.

The first rays of dawn rose from the east.

The armored vehicle rolled over the bluestone pavement of Yanjing, the roar of its engine gradually fading in the quiet city before finally coming to a steady stop in front of the research institute's gate.

At the gate, two heavily armed soldiers immediately stepped forward, their sharp eyes scanning the vehicle, and gestured for the vehicle to turn off its engine and wait.

The verification process is meticulous.

After the soldiers received the letter of introduction and checked it to make sure it was correct, they took out the neatly bound photos and verified the faces of the people in the vehicle one by one.

Upon seeing this, Song Ze quickly took out a gold-stamped ID from his pocket and handed it over with both hands.

The soldier carefully checked the anti-counterfeiting features on the document and confirmed with the internal staff via walkie-talkie that everything was correct.

He then slowly turned to the side, gesturing for passage, and the iron gate slowly opened with the low rumble of gears turning.

The vehicle pulled into the parking lot and came to a stop. The door was pulled open forcefully, and a gust of cold air rushed in.

Xu Feng looked down and saw that Hong Xia was still curled up on his shoulder, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, her breathing even and long, clearly fast asleep.

He gave a helpless smile, then reached out and gently poked her warm shoulder with his fingertip.

"Sigh... let me sleep a little longer..."

Hongxia frowned slightly, her voice soft and sweet, like she was holding cotton, with a hint of a dream.