The Pseudo-Human Academy: Starting with a Bricklayer Personality

The brain's storage site.

[Breaking news! The Chosen Ones with a ladder ranking of 2400 in China suffered a complete wipe in a high-level dungeon!]

[The overall fortune of China has slightly declined, and one hundred chosen ones will be selected from China again and forcibly recruited into the instance.]

Xu Feng lay on the sofa, listlessly swiping through the notifications that popped up on his phone.

"Tsk, another team wipe? And it was a top player with 2400 points, that's the level of the top 100 in the country, right?"

He clicked his tongue softly, his fingertips lightly tapping the screen:

"So many talented players have perished in there; this high-level dungeon is truly terrifying!"

He has been in this world for three years, watching the so-called chosen ones struggle to survive in all sorts of terrifying and bizarre dungeons every day.

This world is somewhat like a stage for national destiny, yet it is also completely different.

In China, a country with a population of two billion, a full one million people were chosen to be God's Chosen.

Every so often, they must enter the instance to complete survival missions.

As chosen ones from different countries clear dungeons, their nation's fortune will rise, and the players themselves will receive generous rewards. Furthermore, their performance will be used to calculate ladder points, which will then be used to match them with dungeons of corresponding difficulty.

However, if they fail, the chosen ones will most likely die on the spot. What's worse, they will bring back some local specialties from the dungeon.

For example, the fake human that terrified all countries when the survival instance first appeared.

The infamous Pseudo-Human Academy has wiped out countless new recruit teams, including some special forces soldiers. The punishment for such a annihilation is a slight decline in the nation's fortune and the release of a thousand incredibly realistic fake humans into the real world.

They wear human skin and behave just like ordinary people, so much so that even their closest relatives cannot tell them apart. Since then, the global missing persons rate has skyrocketed, and everyone is living in fear.

While these local specialties did not cause a devastating crisis, they did leave an unsettling atmosphere in the air of China.

As long as you stay at home and don't wander around, you're unlikely to encounter any danger.

Unless danger comes knocking on our door.

"Thump, thump, thump."

Just then, a knock sounded abruptly at the door, and a middle-aged woman's gentle voice came from outside:

"Little Xu! Aunt Zhang made some fish soup, and since they couldn't finish it all, she brought some over to you!"

Xu Feng stopped abruptly, a hint of wariness flashing in his eyes.

He moved into this building six months ago and has always kept to himself. He only knows Aunt Zhang across the hall by nodding acquaintance. Why is she suddenly so enthusiastic?

What's more, he even used a fake name when he rented the apartment!

Aunt Zhang could never possibly know her own name!

He didn't open the door, but tiptoed to the door and looked through the peephole.

Aunt Zhang stood outside the door with a kind smile on her face, holding something in her hands that couldn't be seen through the peephole.

But in the dimly lit stairwell, that smile appeared somewhat stiff.

Xu Feng's heart tightened, and he quickly took out his phone to view the live feed from the hidden camera at the door.

Upon seeing this, cold sweat instantly streamed down my spine!

In the footage, what kind of fish soup is Aunt Zhang holding?

The white porcelain bowl contained a bloody human head!

He recognized that face immediately; it was none other than Aunt Zhang herself!

Oh no! It's a fake!

A fake man is blocking the door!

Xu Feng's hands and feet were ice-cold. He frantically pulled out his phone to call the Bureau of Abnormal Affairs, but the screen displayed the glaring words "No Service".

It's a signal jammer!

What a clever charlatan!

The knocking suddenly became urgent, "Knock! Knock! Knock!"

The heavy impact slammed into the door, making the walls tremble slightly.

In the end, it turned into a frenzied beating, with fists slamming hard against the door, leaving several twisted and raised fist marks on the iron door!

Oh no! Barbie Q is gone!

If this thing gets in, I'm doomed!

Extreme fear gripped Xu Feng's throat; he could even hear the inhuman hoarse sounds emanating from the pseudo-human's throat.

But at that moment, a strange calmness suddenly spread from the bottom of my heart, overcoming all the panic.

The next second, a faint, ethereal voice resounded in his ears without warning:

[Congratulations on becoming a newly chosen one! You are about to enter the dungeon: The Academy of Pseudo-Humans!]

A blinding white light suddenly burst forth, and Xu Feng felt dizzy. When he opened his eyes again, he was already standing in front of a mottled iron gate.

Behind the door was a teaching building covered with withered vines, and in the dim twilight, crows cawed hoarsely in the treetops.

Xu Feng was completely stunned.

No? You son of a bitch!

He thought the voice was coming to save him, but instead it just threw him into the lair of the fakes.

That's absolutely inhuman!

[Host detected entering the instance; Personality Simulation System officially activated.]

[Congratulations, host, you have unlocked your initial personality: Hannibal.]

Elegance is the only dignity one can maintain even in dire straits.

The moment the words fell, a low and elegant melody quietly rang in Xu Feng's ears.

His casual clothes instantly transformed into a well-tailored black suit, and the neatly pressed shirt collar was spotless.

His previously panicked eyes suddenly became calm and profound, and a faint, slightly playful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. His entire demeanor underwent a dramatic transformation, from a frightened ordinary person to a composed and elegant gentleman.

Xu Feng slowly raised his hand, feeling his mind become incredibly sharp, his brain inexplicably filled with a wealth of knowledge, and he also felt that his physique had been significantly strengthened.

Looking at his well-defined fingers, a knowing smile flashed in his eyes.

He waited for three years.

The system has finally arrived.

Children, due to unforeseen circumstances, some chapters may have large sections missing, which may affect the reading experience. We apologize for the inconvenience.

This work has been urged to release three thousand copies since its debut, because it was put in the dark room.

See the comments for any missing parts.