The Pseudo-Human Academy: Starting with a Bricklayer Personality

The girl in the room suddenly chuckled, elegant yet arrogant, as all the pent-up frustration in her eyes surged up.

The power of the Severing Mirror was activated in an instant!

A black, flowing light enveloped her body, and a witch's long dress that revealed her rounded shoulders quietly took shape, with soft velvet patterns floating along the shoulders, both alluring and aloof.

A witch's wide-brimmed hat adorned with dark gold patterns slowly emerged, its drooping shadow obscuring half an inch of her delicate eyebrows and eyes.

Ink-like magic surged forth from her limbs and bones, intertwining and transforming into countless black ribbons that instantly bound all the gun-wielding Fuborrs.

The group of Fubos froze, suspended in mid-air by invisible magic, their gun barrels all tilted, their faces filled with extreme terror.

"You...you want to betray the beacon of democracy?!"

Ren Ya raised her delicate and adorable face, but a mischievous yet coldly elegant smile flickered in her eyes, her tone light yet deadly:

"It's nothing, I just don't want to eat beef!"

Ren Ya clenched her delicate little hand, and screams of agony echoed throughout the room.

Ren Ya then transformed into a black streak of light and soared into the sky. A moment later, he arrived at the Chosen People's Congress of the Lighthouse Nation.

As soon as he entered, Ren Ya said in a leisurely tone:

"Old guys, you've been holding onto this spot for so long, it's time to give way. I think I can take a seat in the Black Emperor's place too!"

The chosen ones in the Congress were immediately struck by Ren Ya's beauty, as she was far more attractive than the girl they had seen in the live stream.

She looked so otherworldly, beautiful, and elegant.

Immediately, the people in Congress were furious. This damned Ren Ya had caused their Beacon of Light to lose so many of their chosen ones, severely damaging their strength.

"Ren Ya, how dare you step into this place and try to seize the position of Black Emperor from us? If I were you, I would have obediently turned myself in to the Court of the Chosen Ones."

"This guy must be a spy sent by China! I demand a thorough investigation of this damned bastard!"

"Hmph! You lowly Chinese dare to compete with us for the position of Black Emperor?"

Ren Ya's lips curled into a beautiful yet insane smile, and black magic spread out like octopus tentacles.

One moment, those chosen ones were still mocking her, and the next moment, the bodies of the chosen ones from the Lighthouse Kingdom burst open one by one like watermelons.

Every chosen one present looked at Ren Ya with fear in their eyes.

"What have you done, you demon?"

Then, before the man could finish speaking, his body exploded like a watermelon, splattering blood all over the faces of those around him.

Everyone present was terrified!

You should know that these people who died were all veteran members of the US's strategy team!

He was crushed to death by Ren Ya like an ant?

Just outrageous!

Ren Ya walked slowly forward, and the only sound in the entire hall was the empty and lonely sound of his footsteps.

She strolled leisurely to the main seat, not minding the filth, and plopped down on the blood-soaked seat. Her thin lips parted slightly, and her clear, melodious voice echoed throughout the hall:

"Who... still has a problem with me?"

Everyone present kept their heads down. No kidding, this female demon killed without blinking an eye. The veteran strategist was dead instantly without even using his trump card.

In this situation, who would dare to object?

They're probably tired of living.

"Very well, since you have no objections, then I'm determined to be the Black Emperor."

Ren Ya was quite fascinated by the feeling of having power; as long as he could become stronger,

Even if she turned into a goblin, it wouldn't matter to her.

She pursues the ultimate power, the power to dominate the world!

…………

At the same time, Xu Feng stared speechlessly at the purple-gold skill he had drawn.

Adaptive breathing.

The skill description is that the body will not lack oxygen regardless of the environment.

amount……

You call this thing a Purple Gold Skill?

With Xu Feng's current physical condition, he is almost capable of avoiding oxygen deprivation and death regardless of the environment he is in.

Never mind, whatever.

The rewards from this dungeon run were quite substantial.

Now that I'm in full combat mode, I can wield the world-destroying scythe in my left hand and the demonic sword Thousand Souls in my right, transforming into a terrifying dual-wielder and wreaking havoc in all directions.

Xu Feng's current physique is as high as 140 points, of which 20 points were provided to him by the World-Destroying Scythe.

His current terror level is as high as 85 points. The terror level of the Demon Eye has been reduced after the side effects were removed, but it is still acceptable.

When not using the Demon Eye, his eyes are black; when he uses it, both eyes turn into golden vertical pupils.

Xu Feng felt pretty good; at least he now had the air of a boss.

However, Xu Feng was still quite envious of Mr. Hong's "lotus step" special effect; it was just too damn classy!

However, what made Xu Feng raise an eyebrow was that his inventory of the Weeping Angel stone sculpture had exploded, reaching a total of 10 billion pieces.

These weeping angel statues have had their calamity power erased by the world's will; they are now just ordinary statues that look somewhat eerie.

Xu Feng pondered whether he should put some weeping angel statues in the pseudo-human academy as decorations.

When Xu Feng opened his eyes, he was back in reality, looking at Red Rose, who was leisurely drinking red tea on a deserted island.

Xu Feng's fist hardened involuntarily.

That Red Rose deserted again, leaving him with no one to shield him from damage in the dungeon.

Hongxia threw herself into Xu Feng's arms like a kitten:

"Brother Xu Feng, welcome back!"

"Yes, I'm back."

Xu Feng patted Hong Xia's head. Li Hua Qin appeared beside Xu Feng and said expressionlessly:

"Welcome home, my love."

Xu Feng smiled and touched Li Huaqin's silky smooth silver hair.

She truly is an angel; she's always like that, never knowing how to be jealous.

Xu Feng pinched Li Huaqin's little face; it was so soft and nice to rub.

Just then, Xu Feng's eldest son's phone rang.

Lian Hongying's voice came from the other end of the phone:

"Are you the Bloody Gentleman? Do you have time to come to headquarters?"

Xu Feng subconsciously wanted to call out "Xiao Lian," but after thinking about it, he changed his mind and called out instead:

"Sister Hongying, I'm coming right now."

Xu Feng imagined flying through the air like in the game, but he found that he couldn't do it at all.

Could it be that the laws of the Blue Star in reality are so solid that it's impossible to simply step on one foot with the other and fly away?

With these thoughts in mind, Xu Feng obediently continued his journey across the sea, arriving at the headquarters of the End Guild at breakneck speed.

There were very few people sitting in the conference room; only three or four people were at a large round table.

I don't know what happened to the End Guild, but they can't even get enough people to hold a meeting.

As soon as Xu Feng entered the room, he noticed that Lian Hongying was staring straight at him.

Thinking about what he had done in the dungeon, Xu Feng smiled awkwardly and sat down in the chair, only to find that everyone was still staring at him.

Xu Feng stayed in Bengbu for a while.

"Why are you all looking at me like that? To pick up some food?"