The Pseudo-Human Academy: Starting with a Bricklayer Personality

Baron Simmel gave a smile that looked more like a grimace:

"Shh~ Um... can I not go back?"

The knight from the Twisted Family had a scraggly, filthy beard and wore plate armor, making him look like a villain.

He then held up a finger to Baron Simmel's face, gently waving it and revealing a somewhat perverse smile:

"Dame desu yo~ (No, you can't~)"

Then, he took out the perpetual inheritance agreement of the Salt and Alkali Territory, forcibly pressed Baron Simmel's hand, and pressed his fingerprint firmly onto the agreement.

"Ah~ let me go! I don't want to go back to the Salt and Alkali Territory. It's beyond saving. Whoever wants to go back can go back."

Seeing that things were not going well, the butler, Oski, tried to sneak away.

The knight, revealing his bright yellow teeth and greasy face, blocked the butler Oski's path.

"Where are you going, little one?"

"Bring them all back to the Salt and Alkali Territory, and don't let a single one escape."

Then, Baron Simmel was taken back to his beloved salt and alkali territory.

Looking at the desolate salt flats, Baron Simmel hesitated to open his eyes.

He preferred to believe it was an illusion, that the twisted family had never returned the salt and alkali land to him, and that it was all a dream.

"Hello, is this Saltland?"

Just then, a clear and melodious sound rang in Baron Simmel's ears.

He knew it must be a nightmare, otherwise how could he hear the voice of a beautiful woman?

Baron Simmel looked up and saw a white-haired girl who looked as beautiful as an elf standing in front of him.

Behind the white-haired girl were many handsome men and beautiful women, each carrying a bag or bundle. Looking around, there were about a hundred people.

Baron Simmel felt his mouth go dry; he had never seen such a beautiful young woman.

Even in the homes of some great noble families, one has never seen a beautiful girl with such looks.

"This...this is the Salt and Alkali Territory. May I ask what brings you here?"

Upon hearing this, Lisa smiled gently.

"We were invited by Young Master Xu Feng to develop the salt and alkali land."

As she spoke, Lisa showed the Thomas family crest, a token given to her by Xu Feng.

Baron Simmel was completely dumbfounded. Had he gone mad, or had the world gone mad?

These people are so good-looking that they would be more than qualified to be the favorite concubines of a high-ranking nobleman.

Are they out of their minds or what, that they would be willing to come to such a godforsaken place to build a salt and alkali territory?

Baron Simmel pinched Oski's arm hard, wanting to see if this was a dream or reality.

With that twist, Oski screamed in pain and jumped high into the air.

The butler, Oski, looked at his master with a somewhat resentful gaze and said:

"Sir, what are you doing?"

Baron Simmel gave an awkward smile and began:

"It's nothing, I just wanted to verify if this dream was real."

"It seems it really was a dream!"

Baron Simmel, his face filled with disbelief, muttered:

"Speaking of which, when did that rebellious son Xu Feng secretly learn hypnotic magic? He managed to hypnotize so many handsome men and beautiful women to build up his territory?"

"What's most infuriating is that this rebellious son mastered hypnotic magic but refused to teach it to me!"

Baron Simmel spoke with a face full of anger, because he really couldn't understand how these hundred or so people could be so willing to come to the Salt and Alkali Territory to build their territory.

Baron Simmel couldn't think of any other reason besides hypnosis.

If these people have been hypnotized by his son, doesn't that mean he can do whatever he wants with these people?

Thinking this, Baron Simal revealed an extremely lewd smile, just as he was about to put his thoughts into action.

A roar echoed throughout the Salt and Alkali Territory.

A goat-headed man with demonic horns charged directly at Baron Simal, his antelope eyes fixed on him.

"Baron Simmel, what about the subjects we made you pay tribute to? Don't tell me you've forgotten."

Immediately, the goat-headed man's eyes were fixed on Lisa and her group, who had just traveled a long way, and saliva immediately overflowed from the goat-headed man's ugly mouth.

"Such high-quality ingredients! They look so appetizing!"

"Baron Simal, you have so many excellent subjects, yet you're keeping them hidden away and unwilling to share them with us demons. Then we'll just have to choose them ourselves."

As he spoke, the goat-headed man stretched out his head-sized hand and reached out to grab Lisa.

The fake people around him looked at the demon with eyes that seemed to regard him as an idiot.

A flash of cold light streaked across the sky, and the goat-headed man's head-sized hand shot straight up into the air.

The ram-headed man didn't experience the sensation he expected; instead, his somewhat familiar-looking hand shot into the sky.

Strange, this hand looks familiar, like it's mine?

In an instant, a piercing pain shot through his arm, and the goat-headed man realized that his hand had vanished.

It immediately clutched its arm in pain and let out a piercing howl:

"My hand! My hand! You damned bastard, what did you do to me?"

Lisa stood leisurely in the middle of the field, unloading her luggage.

Along the way, they killed countless bandits and highwaymen, and even taught a lesson to some minor nobles who coveted her beauty and wanted to abduct her.

She looked up fearlessly at the ram-headed man, who was half a head taller than her and clutching his severed hand, and said:

"Since when have mere lowly demons dared to bark and howl like this?"

"What did you say, you damned woman?" The goat-headed man was enraged and raised his other intact fist, intending to smash Lisa into a pulp.

However, in an instant, the goat-headed man's body exploded into pieces, and blood stained half of Lisa's face like plum blossoms in winter.

Lisa then spoke slowly:

"The demon race has truly declined. Even the lowly demons, who are used as food, are so arrogant. It's truly disappointing. It seems that something great must have happened to the demon race while we were away."

Judging from Lisa's tone, she seems to be an incredibly powerful person.

Baron Simmel, standing to the side, was so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe, having long since abandoned any thoughts of blasphemy.

This old lady in front of me is someone who can instantly kill demons, so how could she possibly be someone who can be hypnotized?

Could it be that his good-for-nothing youngest son has been taken over by this group, and that they are using his son's name to do some shady things in the salt and alkali territory?

That must be it!

But then, Baron Simmel's expression turned strange.

Their own salt-alkali territory was so poor that even mice would run away crying. They had no resources, no cultural heritage, let alone any ancient relics.

Does this godforsaken place look like it has any historical sites?

So what exactly are these people here for?

They couldn't possibly be here to actually build a salt and alkali territory, could they?