The Pseudo-Human Academy: Starting with a Bricklayer Personality

Qin Yu stood aside with a look of disdain. He thought Xu Feng only had some strength, but no skills or talent, and even his magical artifacts were pitifully few.

Compared to him, there is an insurmountable gap, and he is not worth worrying about at all.

In nation war dungeons, a small team of only four people can easily be wiped out if they leave the main group.

The second path into the city lay before them: one was to answer a question correctly, and the other was to defeat the puppet warrior by force.

However, the physique of the vast majority of chosen ones in each country's faction is around 2 points.

Trying to replicate Xu Feng's way of entering the city is undoubtedly a pipe dream.

The group gathered to discuss the matter, the atmosphere heavy with tension.

As the leader of the Chinese camp, Qin Yu had no choice but to bite the bullet and say:

"Since both answering questions and using force can get us through, why not send someone to try answering questions? Maybe we can find a pattern."

The draw results once again landed in the Chinese camp. Qin Yu glanced at Xu Feng and the others with a hidden expression. Xu Feng and the others had broken away from the group, and he couldn't command them at all.

Qin Yu wouldn't let his trusted chosen ones take risks, so his gaze swept across the group and finally landed on a girl:

"Go and try it; the prophecy skill has already predicted it."

"Your skills are useless now, so why don't you go and scout ahead for everyone, making the most of your remaining value!"

When these words were spoken, all the chosen ones from China looked at the girl indifferently, and not one of them stood up to plead for her.

The girl trembled all over, her eyes filled with fear, but under the watchful eyes of everyone, she had no choice but to grit her teeth and walk toward the city gate.

Surprisingly, the samurai puppet simply watched her indifferently, neither asking questions nor stopping her, allowing her to walk quickly into the city with her head down.

Everyone's hearts skipped a beat; yet another hidden rule had appeared.

Samurai stopped men but not women, treating them differently.

Everyone looked thoughtful, considering which method to use to pass the level.

Just then, Mohanlar, an infected person from the Ganges River, had a flash of inspiration and offered his idea:

"Since we can use force, why don't we use it to delay the puppets and let the others take the opportunity to enter the city? My Four Warriors of Apocalypse are not afraid of two iron lumps!"

The voice just fell.

The four warriors of Apocalypse behind him stepped forward together; all four of them possessed physical abilities far exceeding those of ordinary people.

Furthermore, having been tempered by numerous dungeons and the holy waters of the Ganges, their vitality is extremely tenacious, and each of the four warriors has a constitution of four points, all capable of reacting to bullets.

"Go!" Mohanlar gave the order, and the four warriors immediately charged toward the warrior puppet.

The Snake Warrior and the Cow Warrior used their powerful locks on the two puppet warriors.

Teddy Warrior and Giant Lizard Warrior, with sinister smiles, removed the puppet warrior's armor and began to exercise. Before exercising, they did not forget to pour two mouthfuls of invincible Ganges holy water into the puppet warrior's mouth.

The two puppet warriors were completely dumbfounded. Although they were puppets, they were actually driven by the souls of real warriors!

The puppet warriors immediately let out a foul scream. Their faces were full of despair as they tried to escape, but they couldn't. They had never felt this desperate when they were being crushed by the Bloody Gentleman.

This was so offensive that Xu Feng covered Hong Xia's eyes.

"Don't look, you'll get a sty if you look too much."

"Get into the city quickly!" Luigi made a decisive move and led the Lighthouse faction into the city first.

Hikawa Okamoto snorted coldly and led his little group to follow closely behind. Shirakami Yukihime and Yamagami Tetsuya also led a group of Fukushima mutants and entered the Sacred Blade Festival Castle.

Seeing this, Qin Yu immediately gave the order:

"Everyone keep up, don't fall behind!"

Xu Feng and the others followed the flow of people into the Chongdao Sacrifice City.

The four followed the flow of people into the City of the Sacred Blade, and the scene inside the city instantly came into view.

The houses on both sides of the street are all traditional Japanese-style buildings, and cherry blossom trees are planted along the street. Pink petals fall with the wind, making it look like a paradise.

If this scenery in the city were fenced off as a tourist attraction, it could probably generate a lot of revenue.

The cherry blossom trees rustled along the street, their pink petals falling onto the neat shoulders of the residents in their kimonos.

Their bows were perfectly measured, their smiles like meticulously crafted masks, yet their eyes and brows betrayed an undisguised excitement.

Several middle-aged men dressed in dark blue kimonos bowed with their hands folded in front of their abdomens, their gazes passing over the shoulders of the chosen one.

As he wandered through the crowd, his Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily when his gaze swept over the skirts of the female chosen ones, and the smile on his lips deepened.

"Welcome, distinguished guests from afar!"

An elderly man with a goatee spoke in a hoarse voice, deliberately raising his tone with excessive flattery.

He took a half step forward, seemingly wanting to get closer to Hongxia and shake her hand, but Xu Feng subtly stepped aside to block him and shook hands with the old man instead.

A hint of annoyance flashed in the old man's eyes, but he quickly regained his gentle expression:

"It's been a long time since we've had so many guests in the city. Lord Imamura has prepared fine wine and food, and we're sure you'll all enjoy yourselves."

These residents appeared simple and warm-hearted, but when they saw the female chosen one, a barely perceptible glint of greed flashed in their eyes.

This look of greed was accurately captured by Shirogane Yukihime, who felt extremely uncomfortable with the aura emanating from these residents.

In the city of Chongdao, everything was harmonious and joyful, and no one witnessed the curse mentioned in the dungeon.

As everyone's gaze swept across the crowd, they discovered that all the residents of the city were men, with only a few elderly women washing clothes by the river, their wrists bearing bruises.

Faced with the scrutinizing gazes of the chosen ones, they immediately lowered their heads, their eyes filled with fear, as if afraid of being punished.

Hongxia instinctively hid behind Xu Feng, looking around curiously. When she met the slightly excited gazes of the residents, she felt a chill run down her spine.

Yu tide's Tang sword trembled slightly, and a faint warning came from the hilt, pointing towards the towering cherry tree in the city center.

Soon after, the city lord, accompanied by a group of residents, warmly greeted them, his smile warm and kind.

"Welcome to the Sacred Blade Festival Castle. I am Imamura Tano, the lord of the Sacred Blade Festival Castle. I have prepared a guesthouse for you. Please follow me."

His gaze swept over the crowd, lingering for a moment on Xu Feng, a barely perceptible glint of something unusual flashing in his eyes before returning to its gentle expression.

Although the nearby residents were extremely friendly, Xu Feng's extraordinary hearing, which was 17.5 times stronger than normal, made things difficult.

He still managed to keenly pick up the whispers of the residents in the far distance.

"The offerings this year are of such high quality, especially the little girl in the light blue dress and the shrine maiden; their skin is even more delicate than cherry blossoms."

"Keep your voice down! The city lord said we can only make a move when the festival begins. Don't break the rules."

"What are you afraid of? These tourists look so stupid, they don't even realize something's wrong, they think we're genuinely welcoming them."

"The festival needs more and more women. This year, a thousand of them came all at once. Lady Shin'yō must be very pleased. Our good days can last for another seven or eight years!"