The Pseudo-Human Academy: Starting with a Bricklayer Personality

As Xu Feng followed the leader into the school, he discovered that the sound of students reading aloud could be heard from inside.

Xu Feng was bewildered and couldn't help but ask:

"This is……"

The leader immediately understood and said:

"The students are in class."

Xu Feng felt completely stunned:

"Wait, this place is haunted, why are we still having class?"

The leader countered with a question:

"It's just a ghost story, why can't we have classes? This is a crucial sprint stage, even if it's a ghost story, you have to study like crazy for the sake of the undergraduate admission rate."

"A mere ghost story can't deter our determination to teach and nurture people."

The pot-bellied, balding middle-aged leader spoke with an air of authority.

Holding a thermos in his hand, he looked quite impressive, the kind of person who would take his son on a blind date and be immediately chosen by the future mother-in-law.

Xu Feng then realized something was wrong and asked:

No one died at your school?

"He's dead," the middle-aged, balding leader said.

"People are dead, why are you still having class?" Xu Feng blinked, somewhat speechless.

"Someone died, so why can't we have classes?" the leader asked, puzzled.

Xu Feng felt a little numb. It seemed that the danger level of this ghost was not high. If it really was Qian Wanhao's grandfather, then there would definitely be no one alive in the school by now.

He spoke again to confirm:

"That's a ghost! If a ghost kills someone, will you still continue with class? Aren't you afraid the horror of ghosts will increase?"

The school leaders then realized that Xu Feng had misunderstood, and they quickly explained with a smile:

"I think you might have misunderstood. Ghosts don't kill people. Last month, three students jumped because of too much academic pressure. Two died, and the third is currently in the ICU!"

"Ugh! These days, kids are so prone to depression and emotional outbursts, even hurting themselves. They really don't take any responsibility for their actions. As their teacher, it breaks my heart!"

Xu Feng looked at the students who were still attending classes despite the ghost story and felt speechless. He felt that there was a reason why the students were under so much pressure.

Forget it, let's get down to business!

"Can you tell me about the ghost stories?"

"Oh, you mean the ghost story? As you know, our school is a full-time boarding school, and these ghosts are seriously affecting the students' evening self-study and sleep."

"During evening self-study sessions, the 'light-on ghost' and the 'light-off ghost' are constantly switching the lights on and off, which seriously affects the students' learning and their sleep at night."

Even if the power is cut off, the "light-turning ghost" can still turn the light on. There are also "door-knocking ghosts," "door-opening ghosts," "door-closing ghosts," and "door-blocking ghosts." I think the door-blocking ghost is fine; this one doesn't need to be dealt with.

"Sometimes it blocks the windows to prevent students under too much academic pressure from jumping off the building, which also saves the school the money to install barbed wire."

"Sometimes it will even block students who want to sneak out of the classroom to slack off, allowing them to continue studying in the classroom. The door-blocking ghost is quite good, and I hope you won't deal with it."

"As for the noise made by the knocking ghost, the opening and closing ghost, and the knocking ghost, it seriously affects the students' daily life and study. I hope you will take care of all of these ghosts."

Xu Feng blinked.

What the hell?

The Door Ghost only knows how to open doors?

The Ghost That Closes Doors Can Only Close Doors?

The knocking ghost only knocks on doors?

The only thing the "light-opening ghost" can do is turn on the light?

The only thing the "lights-off ghost" can do is turn off the lights?

The door-blocking ghost only knows how to block doors?

No one died, and there were no rules for killing.

Okay, okay, this is very much as its name suggests.

Xu Feng felt a bit numb; it turned out that the "trick" that Lian Hongying had asked him to deal with was exactly what it seemed to mean.

He was not Qian Wanhao's grandfather.

No wonder the school leaders in front of me weren't afraid or panicked, no wonder the school was operating normally, and these few ghosts weren't harming anyone at all!

He just likes playing pranks!

It seems that Sister Hongying is taking good care of me, as she has assigned me a very simple task!

Xu Feng felt that he might be overreacting.

When he saw the text message Lian Hongying sent him, he almost yawned and threw his phone in shock.

Actually, it's not Xu Feng's fault. Not to mention Yang Jian, anyone who has read The Mysterious Resurrection would be an exception.

Seeing this text message will make me exhale in response!

If it were someone like Han, they might have already run away.

Xu Feng has already been very responsible; at least he came to the school!

Xu Feng was speechless. He thought that making such a big commotion meant something extraordinary was happening!

In the end, it was just a few little devils.

Xu Feng even became somewhat paranoid.

He even wanted to ask Jiang Chen if there was a city called Dachang City next to Dachang City, and if the city's head was named Xiao Yang...

So he was overthinking it!

Xu Feng initially thought that this matter shouldn't have fallen on him.

Fortunately, it was a false alarm. After dealing with the ghosts at the school, the ghost blocking the door was left behind at the request of the leaders.

Then he left the school with the girls.

Red Rose sat on Xu Feng's shoulder and pouted with a hint of disdain:

"A few harmless brats scared you to this extent. I need to reassess whether you're even suitable to be my butler."

Xu Feng retorted irritably:

"It's not my place for a little brat with anorexia to complain."

"Huh?! Who are you calling a little kid! First of all, I don't have anorexia, and secondly, I'm not a little kid either; I'm older than your grandma!"

Li Huaqin looked at Xu Feng, who was arguing with the dolls, and tilted his head in confusion. These little devils were surprisingly easy to handle.

With just a light stab using her sonic chop, the ghost vanished as if it had been deliberately injured.

That's unbelievably weak.

Hongxia chuckled twice and said:

"Brother Xu Feng is making a big fuss over nothing. There's no Qian Wanhao's grandfather at the school at all!"

"Speaking of which, who exactly is Qian Wanhao's grandfather? He scared Brother Xu Feng like this! I'm really curious!"

Xu Feng touched his nose somewhat awkwardly and led the girls out of the school gate.

A long, luxurious van pulled up in front of Xu Feng, and a middle-aged man who looked like a butler stepped out.

"Mr. Xu Feng, my young master invites you."

Xu Feng looked at the luxurious van, but instead of getting in, he asked:

"Who is your young master?"

"Qin Yu." The middle-aged butler didn't hide it and said it directly.

"My young master has important matters to discuss with you, and I hope Mr. Xu Feng can do me the honor."

Xu Feng thought for a moment and remembered the foolish, cunning rich kid in the white suit who gave him the Soul-Locking Needle.

If it weren't for the Soul-Locking Needle, he might have really crashed and burned in Qianxue's Endless Cherry Blossom Domain.

However, Xu Feng had no interest in Qin Yu's invitation. If he wanted to see him, he should come and see him. Why put on airs?

Although this person had offended him, he had unexpectedly saved his life.

Xu Feng had no intention of taking revenge on Qin Yu, and he didn't know how deep the Qin family in Yanjing really was.

Thinking this, Xu Feng spoke calmly:

"If he wants to see me, let him come to me himself. If I'm in a good mood, I might invite him to my dinner party."