The Pseudo-Human Academy: Starting with a Bricklayer Personality

Philo quickly put on a fawning smile and strode forward.

He nodded repeatedly in agreement, gesturing for his men to immediately retrieve the remains of the monstrous object, his tone full of flattery.

"We've kept it safe and are just waiting for you to come and collect it!"

As he spoke, Philo tried to build rapport by exchanging a few polite words, hoping to establish some connection with this mysterious and powerful warden.

This is absolutely beneficial for Asak, and could even enhance the country's international standing.

He cleared his throat, a deliberately ingratiating smile plastered on his face, and was about to speak:

"Warden, you've come a long way, you must be tired. Why don't you rest for a bit, we..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xu Feng coldly interrupted him.

"Thank you, but no need."

Xu Feng's tone was completely calm, and his eyes behind the warden's mask were utterly indifferent, devoid of any emotional fluctuation; he was simply conducting his business.

Xu Feng wanted to go back quickly so he could catch up on the movies in this world. Compared to his original world, this world had far more exciting movies, TV series, and anime.

Xu Feng has recently become somewhat obsessed with watching movies, TV series, and anime set in other worlds.

He's now just hoping to finish the Order Boss's mission as soon as possible.

I had no interest in dealing with these trivial pleasantries.

His sole purpose for this trip was to take away the remains of the catastrophic object and complete its containment.

Besides that, I don't want to waste a single second, and I don't want any unnecessary interaction.

But those two simple words took on a completely different meaning when they reached Philo's ears.

The fawning smile on her face froze instantly, and Philo's hands, hanging by her sides, clenched tightly.

He lowered his head, a fleeting glimpse of humiliation, anger, and a deep-seated sensitivity and inferiority complex flashing in his eyes.

He was born in the small country of Asak and grew up witnessing the cold looks and oppression from the surrounding major powers.

On the international stage, Asak is always the one who is looked down upon, suppressed, and manipulated at will.

Long-standing injustice and vulnerability had fostered in him an extremely sensitive and self-conscious personality.

Even a thoughtless remark or a casual glance would be interpreted by him as disdain or contempt.

In Philo's view, Xu Feng's cold interruption meant he didn't want to say another word to him.

It wasn't a matter of official business at all; they genuinely looked down on Asak, on him as the commander of a small country, and felt he wasn't worthy to speak with them.

I feel that a tiny country like Asak is not worth wasting any energy on.

A surge of frustration and anger spread wildly through his heart, and a sense of humiliation overwhelmed him like a tidal wave.

He gritted his teeth, suppressing the surging emotions in his heart, and forced a stiff smile onto his face.

He waved to the soldiers to bring over the lump of black, charred monstrous object, and respectfully handed it to Xu Feng, not daring to show the slightest sign of his displeasure.

He also longed to stand tall and tell the warden that Asak was capable of handling monstrous objects.

They can also contain these dangerous beings on their own, without relying on others, and without being looked down upon!

Philo was burning with ambition; he dreamed of proving Asak's strength.

They want this small country, which has always been oppressed and ignored, to hold its head high on the international stage, to have its own place, and to no longer have to depend on anyone else.

This incident with the strange object was his opportunity. If Asak could perfectly contain the strange object on his own, it would surely impress countries around the world and change the country's weak position.

But faced with Xu Feng's extraordinary combat power, which allows him to walk on air and far exceeds worldly understanding, and faced with the other party's unquestionable orders, what right did he have to refuse?

They didn't dare to refuse, let alone hesitate.

Faced with absolute power, all his ambitions, all his resentment, and all his desire to prove himself seemed utterly ridiculous and utterly vulnerable.

"Please keep this safe, Warden." Philo lowered his voice, his tone carrying a sense of frustration that he himself was unaware of.

Xu Feng didn't look at him again, casually put away the strange charcoal, and turned to leave without lingering.

Under everyone's gaze, Xu Feng slightly bent his knees, his body leaped into the air again, and his feet made a loud cracking sound.

It flew away and disappeared into the horizon in an instant, leaving behind a crowd of people with shocked expressions.

Only after Xu Feng's figure had completely disappeared did Philo slowly raise her head.

The fawning and respect on his face vanished completely, replaced by an extremely gloomy expression and a surge of resentment and ambition in his eyes.

He clenched his fists tightly, his obsession growing wildly like weeds in his heart.

He was unwilling to accept it, and he would never accept it!

Why should Asak be constantly bullied by major powers?

Why should small countries like theirs be destined to be looked down upon and manipulated?

Why can others possess extraordinary powers while they can only be manipulated by others?

Philo returned to the military command post, his resolve growing stronger.

He made a bold decision: when he handed over the strange charcoal, he took advantage of everyone's inattention.

He secretly broke off a small piece and hid it in his pocket.

To him, this small piece of charred remains was not a dangerous, monstrous remnant.

This is Asak's only chance to turn things around!

After a brief reorganization, Filo immediately went to the presidential palace of Asak to meet with the country's supreme leader, Rhodes.

Rhodes was nearly fifty years old, with a calm and conservative personality. He knew the difficulties of survival in a small country and always acted cautiously, never daring to overstep his bounds.

Upon seeing Philo enter, he quickly stood up, his voice filled with concern:

"Philo, has the warden left? Was the remnant of the calamity successfully handed over?"

Philo did not answer directly, but instead closed the door of the presidential palace.

He then took the fragment of the calamity object, which was in a sealed bag, out of his pocket and placed it on his desk.

Looking at the charred fragment, Rhodes immediately realized what it was. He couldn't possibly be stupid, having become a leader.

Rhodes's expression changed drastically; he abruptly stood up, his voice trembling:

"Philo, you! Are you crazy? This is...this is a fragment of a catastrophic object! How could you bring it here?!"

"Didn't you already hand over all the remains of the catastrophic artifact to that warden?"

The danger of catastrophic events is known worldwide. The Crying Angels Cataclysm, the Nine Lives Cat Cataclysm, and humanoid natural disasters can easily turn a city into a living hell.

If it weren't for the warden's timely intervention, these monstrous creatures would likely have brought annihilation to the country long ago!

Keeping fragments of disaster-caused materials privately is simply playing with the fate of the entire country!