The Pseudo-Human Academy: Starting with a Bricklayer Personality

Imperial Guard 1594 (Unknown): "Alas! For the Emperor!"

Imperial Guard 845 (Unknown): "Go, streamer! I'm rooting for you!"

Robert Keelmann (unknown): "Go Mom! Go Mom! Quack~"

Second Reich Emperor (Unknown): "What nonsense are you talking about! This is clearly Father!"

Khorne (unknown): "So women can be this beautiful? Hmm? Why does this person look a bit like a weasel?"

Tzeentch (Unknown): "This is so interesting, so incredibly interesting! Hahaha! Has the weasel itself intervened? Variables... I love variables."

Slaanesh (unknown): "Ah~ My husband is so handsome~"

Nagoro (Unknown): "Waaaaah~ That damn weasel, I helped him so much, how come he still burned down my garden?"

.........

The girl wielding the demon sword stepped into the cherry blossom domain. Her golden light dimmed slightly, yet the entire space seemed to bow in submission.

Cherry Blossom Girl Chiyuki's eyes instantly reddened, and she called out in a trembling voice:

"Little sister...is that you?"

She rushed forward without hesitation and hugged the person in front of her tightly.

The emperor intended to raise his hand to strike, but the moment his fingertips touched her soul, he had already seen through all her past and suffering.

They were used, sacrificed, and corrupted by evil, yet they never lost their last shred of humanity and kinship until their death.

The weasel originally intended to kill the cherry blossom girl with one blow, but saw that she still retained her humanity.

It was indeed a tragic situation, and she had even had physical intimacy with Xu Feng. However, considering that she had repented, He decided to give the Sakura Tree Girl a chance.

He slowly sheathed his sword, his tone indifferent, yet concealing a final compassion for the lost:

"Even after being possessed by evil to this extent, you still remember your blood ties... You can still be redeemed."

Qianxue was startled, only then realizing that the person in her arms was not her younger sister at all.

Her body went limp, and she collapsed to her knees, her voice broken:

"Please, let me see my sister... I'll do anything you ask, even continue the rituals..."

The emperor lowered his eyes, his gaze falling on her, without contempt, only with compassion for all living beings.

"Poor child. You were deceived, cheated, and pushed into the abyss, yet your heart was not extinguished."

"My child, I accept you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he extended his slender index finger and gently touched Qianxue's forehead.

In an instant, a sacred golden light burst forth, and the black filth evaporated and dissipated from her body like ice and snow meeting the blazing sun.

"I have preserved your power, and I have completely erased the weaknesses brought about by your evil."

With the purification complete, the entire Divine Cherry Tree domain became ethereal and clear, free from any trace of evil spirits.

The emperor spoke calmly:

"What you want to see is probably the spirit within this demonic sword. A weapon forged from the bodies of a thousand young girls and the souls of nearly ten thousand, its power is indeed considerable."

"This was the weapon I was going to leave for that child. But because of your sincerity, I will let you see her one last time before we part."

Qianxue's tears fell like rain:

"Wherever my sister goes, I will go... I want to be with her forever."

"I see. You want to follow the child I value and protect him." The Emperor nodded slightly. "Very well."

He raised his hand and waved it, and golden light flowed into the blade.

A petite figure dressed in a divine sword robe slowly emerged; it was none other than the sword spirit, Qianpo.

Upon seeing Qianxue, Qianpo could no longer contain himself and threw himself into her arms, hugging her tightly, his voice choked with sobs.

"Sister... I can finally see you... I can finally see you..."

Qianxue hugged her younger sister tightly, sobbing uncontrollably.

The ethereal voice echoed in the ears of the chosen ones from all nations.

"The Chongdaoji City National War dungeon has been cleared. 1132 participants, 656 cleared the dungeon. Dungeon rewards are now being calculated."

"Lighthouse Nation, mission accomplished, 9 survivors, mission rating F, reward: one Gotham City, the Light of Humanity, no luck reward."

"Huaxia, successfully cleared the level, level rating: SSS! 123 survivors, the country's fortune has increased significantly, and the country has been rewarded with 100 large mineral deposits and oil fields, and its fortune has been plundered from all the countries that were wiped out."

Ye Ningyun, the Fairy of Departure, was completely bewildered when she was lowered from the cherry blossom tree.

What on earth happened to Ye Ningyun, the missing soldier?

With countless assists, Fairy Ye looked at the S+ rating she had obtained in a daze.

She checked her magical artifacts; three were broken, but that wasn't too many, as she still had more than a dozen.

How did I somehow manage to beat the game?

The broadcast is still ongoing.

"Cherry Blossom Country, cleared successfully, 44 survivors, clearance rating: B+, the country's luck has slightly improved, reward: 100 active volcanoes of Mount Fuji."

"South Korea failed to pass the test, the chosen ones were wiped out, the country's fortune was slightly plundered, and a thousand monsters were released."

"Hans Kingdom failed to pass the test, the Chosen Ones were wiped out, the country's fortune was slightly plundered, and a thousand monsters were released."

"Iron Tower Nation, successfully cleared the level, number of survivors: 22, level rating: E, the country's fortune has slightly improved."

"The British Empire failed to pass the test, the Chosen Ones were wiped out, the country's fortune was slightly plundered, and a thousand monsters were released."

"India, the mission has been successfully completed. The completion rating is A+. There are 298 survivors. The country's fortune has slightly improved. Ten large-scale mineral and oil deposits have been awarded as a reward."

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"Burning the Caliphate, successful clearance, number of survivors: 1, clearance rating: E, the country's fortune has slightly improved, and one thousand living people have been deployed."

A Korean guy, unconvinced, shouted:

"Damn it! The Ganges holy water is way too much! Almost no one dies in India! Even if you're seriously injured and have a broken leg, a sip of Ganges holy water can bring you back to life. Is this even fair?"

"The Indians were definitely out of control. Imamura and Tano fought for half a day and were almost exhausted. They were practically treating the Indians like their own kind."

"The Indian's head was completely shattered, but after pouring some Ganges holy water on his neck, a new head grew back! That's fucking incredible!"

"At the time, Imamura Tano and the others were completely dumbfounded. Who the hell is this 'Child of God'?! I almost laughed myself silly when I watched the recording."

"Imamura Tano was about to give up on the use of force to suppress the rebellion, but who knew that Mohanlal would surrender so readily? It's truly outrageous."

"The Indian is too supermodel. After a few bites from the devil, he collapsed and convulsed, almost dying. It seems that the pseudo-human body is more powerful."

"When Imamura Tano and his group went to the guesthouse, they didn't even ask the Indians for a buffet."

The atmosphere in the Indian livestream room was clearly not very lively; in fact, it could be described as a chorus of groans.

"Oh, who the hell? How did that bastard Mohanlar manage to beat the game again? Who's going to get us the cups we're missing?!"

"Damn it, why are they rewarding us with mineral deposits every day? Our technology can't keep up, so we can't mine them. Nobody's willing to come and invest either. These mineral deposits are just taking up space. It would be more practical to just give out a few more cups."

"Baka! Let me handle the next nation war dungeon. I'll definitely live up to expectations and fail to clear it!"

Countless Indians were wailing and lamenting in the live stream, as if someone in their family had died.