The Pseudo-Human Academy: Starting with a Bricklayer Personality

Tamura Naoya was pinned to the spot, the impact of the fall directed entirely into that vulnerable spot.

He could only manage a half-scream before it got stuck in his throat, and his whole body convulsed violently.

He looked down and his face turned deathly pale.

A tetanus blade, stained with dark rust, pierced straight up his side...

Rust seeped wildly into the wound, and excruciating pain and a strange numbness exploded at the same time.

Twenty points of physical constitution, twenty times the toxin tolerance, twenty times the pain tolerance?

It was no use; even Tamura Naoki, like a super beast, felt almost no pain.

But such extreme pain still made him instantly put on a mask of agony.

At this point, he was already Santa Claus.

Despite the excruciating pain, with veins bulging, Tamura Naoya climbed off the tetanus blade.

With his legs clamped together, the expression on his face was contorted to the extreme!

Baka! How could the angle of that tetanus blade be so tricky!

Who designed this shelter?!

That's absolutely inhuman!

Meanwhile, Xu Feng, who was brutally torturing Xiao Rizi with a police baton in Huahai City, suddenly sneezed and muttered something strange on his face:

"Strange, who's talking about me?"

As he spoke, Xu Feng slammed his baton down hard, and a scream of agony immediately followed.

"Ah...ah...it hurts! Sir...sir, I'll never smuggle myself again! I...I know I was wrong?"

The searchlights on the watchtowers spotted several young people trying to sneak out of Huahai City under the cover of night.

Xu Feng excitedly grabbed the police baton and rushed towards the area with such speed that it made a sonic boom, as if he had seen a beautiful girl.

Soon, Xiao Rizi's mournful howls echoed once again over Huahai City.

To be honest, Xu Feng has really gotten addicted to hitting the police baton these past few days.

Seeing this, Lian Hongying was slightly speechless. Why did the warden seem a bit perverted?

I don't know if it's just my imagination.

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At the same time, Tamura Naoya endured the excruciating pain and gritted his teeth to pull out the tetanus blade.

He didn't know why, but he inexplicably felt a bit short of breath, and he didn't know if it was just his imagination.

The most urgent task now is to find a way to get these weeping angels out of the country.

Tamura Naoya walked forward step by step, his legs clamped together, each step accompanied by extreme pain.

It hurts so damn much!

He was getting closer and closer; just a little more and he would be able to move the weeping angel out soon. His consciousness began to blur.

Tamura Naoya felt increasingly difficult to breathe, as if his lungs had turned into liquid, and he couldn't catch his breath.

Normal people collapse after taking only two steps inside the detention center.

Tamura Naoki was able to take so many steps, which is truly due to his supermodel physique.

Just as Naoya Tamura took a hundred steps, a stone statue of a weeping angel suddenly teleported away.

It stopped in front of Naoya Tamura, spread its wings, and aimed at him.

Tamura Naoya felt his hair stand on end, and he instantly became much more awake, a stinging sensation spreading down his spine.

A pair of pure white wings pierced through the skin and flesh of Naoya Tamura's back and unfolded.

His skin also quickly turned to stone.

This...this isn't right!

According to the intelligence provided by the mole.

Wasn't the surveillance camera still on?

Why does the Crying Angel still trigger displacement?

This...this doesn't make sense, does it?

Could it be that these weeping angels possess some mechanism they are unaware of?

That shouldn't be the case, right?

Tamura Naoya's pupils contracted sharply as he looked at the appearance of the weeping angel!

Isn't that Ouyang Tingxue, the guild leader of the End of Time Guild?!

How did he become a crying angel?

However, before he could think any further, his body was quickly petrified.

In the end, she transformed into a weeping angel who looked exactly like Ouyang Tingxue.

Among the cluster of weeping angels, these two statues stand out like two stray horses.

Meanwhile, Parker was getting impatient waiting outside.

He picked up the communicator to call Naoya Tamura, but only received a dead tone from the other end.

"That's strange, why hasn't Naoya Tamura reacted for so long? That shouldn't be happening."

Thinking this through, Parker looked at another small day and said:

"Go down and see what that good-for-nothing Naoya is doing. Why haven't we heard from him all this time?"

"Hey! Mr. Parker, I'm going down to check on things!"

Without the slightest hesitation, the chosen one from the East used his collarbone skill to slip inside.

Parker brought a total of seven Chosen Ones from the East. The Chosen Ones from the Sakura Empire are generally quite short.

Therefore, when Wowo attacked Parker and the others, due to the angle and their physical attributes, he killed only blond-haired, blue-eyed foreigners.

There isn't a single dead Chosen One from the Cherry Blossom Kingdom.

As Sasaki Yuji watched Ichiya Gojiro crawl into the observation pier, a bad feeling suddenly welled up in his heart for some reason.

Sasaki Yuji secretly retreated to the very back of the line.

Waiting for time to quietly slip away.

Three minutes passed, five minutes passed, ten minutes passed.

Like Tamura Naoya, Yoru Gojiro vanished into thin air after sneaking in, leaving no trace.

A hint of impatience flashed across Parker's face, and he pointed to another Japanese chosen one:

"You! Go downstairs and see what happened!"

"Hey!" Sakurajima Yoru didn't hesitate at all and went straight into the observation port.

After waiting for a while, Sakurajima Ichiya and Tamura Naoya, like Ichiya Gojiro, disappeared without a trace.

Parker looked at the footage on the monitor with a strange expression.

There were just too many weeping angels, and the security cameras in this room were mainly focused on observing the weeping angels in the central area.

Therefore, Parker did not see the surrounding scene.

"That's strange, why haven't we heard anything from Tamura Naoya and the others? Go in and check, but be careful. If you encounter any danger, run back immediately and tell us what happened inside!"

"Hey!" The maggots bowed and scurried in without hesitation, looking full of Showa spirit, and went in almost without any hesitation.

Unsurprisingly, he also disappeared without a trace.

Parker looked puzzled. Why did he feel that this prison was like a demon that devoured people, choosing whoever to eat?

Unconvinced, he pointed to another chosen one from the Sakura Kingdom:

"You go in and see what happened!"

"Hey!"

As time passed, all six of Sasaki Tomoji's predecessors disappeared without a trace, and a bad feeling began to creep into his heart.

Why does he feel like this national war is a little different from the past?

In the past, weren't the Order faction bosses in national war dungeons usually very weak?

The Weeping Angels Containment Prison is so sophisticated; those predecessors who went in earlier must be long gone, right?

Parker scanned the crowd, frowning slightly. How come he noticed that he seemed to have used up all the Chosen Ones from the East?

After watching for a long time, Parker finally focused his attention on Sasaki Yuuji, who was hiding at the very back of the group and had slightly bowed legs.

"You...go in and see what's going on with Tamura Naoya and the others!"

Sasaki Yuuji is a little numb!

He knew it was coming; there was no escaping it.