The Pseudo-Human Academy: Starting with a Bricklayer Personality

Psychologist James sat in a corner of the cafeteria, watching the incredibly brutal scene unfolding in the center. His already frightened heart began to pound even faster.

Damn it, how did an extremely dangerous elite monster spawn in the fake human dungeon?

James already had a heart condition, and this incident almost gave him a heart attack.

The food on James's plate looked bloody and inedible.

However, he learned from his several pseudo-human roommates that the food was indeed for human consumption.

James's fake roommates all said that the food at window number four was terrible, so James deduced that the food at window number four must be normal food for humans.

It must be said that James, a psychology expert known as the "Angel of Forgetfulness," is quite capable.

David, who was sitting at the same table with him, was a former Marine Corps special forces member from the United States.

Both were elites from the United States, so it was only natural that they joined forces.

James looked at David and asked:

"David, what are your chances of winning against the Bloody Gentleman?"

David had a finger biscuit smeared with ketchup in his mouth, then gulped it down. He shrank back, his eyes wide with disbelief.

"Oh my god, Dr. James, you actually want me to deal with that insane monster? If God wanted me to deal with that guy, I'd point a gun at God without hesitation!"

James gave an awkward smile and said:

"I was just asking. After all, the Bloody Gentleman is now the angel's right-hand man, and this is crucial to our survival in the upcoming battle royale. Don't forget we still have the angel hunting plan, right?"

"Battle Royale is indeed tricky, but if we're careful, we should be able to survive. By the way, how many people did you contact in total for Project Hunting Angels?"

David, with something in his mouth, spoke somewhat indistinctly.

James smiled slightly and said:

"I've contacted almost all the players I could. Except for the players from China, we've contacted players from all other countries. We even got a lot of help from humans who were lurking in the academy. The number of people is about 200."

"With 200 people, even the Bloodthirsty Gentleman would be no match for four hands, right? We're sure to succeed in this Angel Hunting Plan."

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The fake intruder who was being taught a lesson by Xu Feng had a flash of resentment in his eyes, but he quickly suppressed it.

It slunk out of the cafeteria with a forced smile.

Xu Feng watched the retreating figure of the fake infiltrator as he fled, a cruel yet elegant smile appearing on his face.

It seems things are settled for the day after tomorrow.

Seeing the fake people in the cafeteria eating their meals properly with chopsticks, Xu Feng nodded in satisfaction.

He scanned the cafeteria and spotted an angelic, silver-white figure at the table in front of window number four.

The figure was frowning as he scooped up spoonfuls of Mapo Tofu.

Judging from the appearance, this dish doesn't seem to be that delicious.

Seeing his wife standing there, Xu Feng could no longer contain his excitement.

He immediately took his tray, got a meal from window number four, and sat down next to Li Huaqin.

When Li Huaqin saw him, he simply nodded slightly without expression, and then went back to eating his Mapo Tofu.

Xu Feng greeted Li Hua and Qin with a smile:

"My lovely student council president, you eat in the cafeteria too!"

"Hmm." Li Huaqin simply nodded and continued eating his Mapo Tofu.

Xu Feng smiled, picked up his chopsticks, and took a bite of food. As soon as it entered his mouth, he spat it out, spraying it all over the faces of Zhao Hu and Li Cheng, who were acting as third wheels across from him.

No, who replaced my Uncle Mads's food with food that normal people eat?

Let's change it then!

Why is it still so badly made?

"Brother Feng, I just told you that the food at window number four is terrible, but you didn't believe me," Zhao Hu said with a resentful look after being sprayed in the face.

Watching Li Huaqin eat Mapo Tofu with a scrunched-up face.

Xu Feng couldn't take it anymore. How could he let his wife eat such disgusting food!

"I'll make you a Mapo Tofu dish right now."

Xu Feng stood up, rolled up his sleeves, and headed towards the kitchen.

Li Huaqin's eyes lit up upon hearing this. Last night's banquet had already shown her just how superb Xu Feng's culinary skills were. She immediately spoke earnestly in her soft, cute voice:

"Please, my love."

Xu Feng arrived at the kitchen, where the fake human chef, Pangolin, immediately greeted him with a look of delight:

"Master, what brings you here?"

Xu Feng didn't stand on ceremony and immediately began to speak:

"Come here and assist me."

"Alright, Master!" The fake chef was beaming with joy. He was delighted, knowing that his master was about to teach him the real stuff.

Xu Feng took the tofu out of the cold storage and then said:

"Watch closely, the most important thing in cooking is controlling the heat. Today I'm going to teach you how to make Mapo Tofu!"

As he spoke, Xu Feng used his superb knife skills to cut the tofu pudding:

"My good disciple, watch carefully. I will only teach you once: the highest level of cooking is to pay attention to the heat."

The fake chef's eyes lit up when he saw this:

"I see, I've learned something from you, disciple."

Soon, the four Mapo Tofu dishes were ready.

Xu Feng carried four steaming hot dishes of Mapo Tofu and placed them in front of Li Huaqin and his fake roommate.

"Eat up! It's made with tofu."

Li Huaqin tilted his head slightly, somewhat not understanding Xu Feng's meaning.

Zhao Hu and Li Cheng had already witnessed Xu Feng's culinary skills, and they saw the Mapo Tofu that Xu Feng made for them.

The two of them immediately took a bite without hesitation and then began to wolf it down.

"Brother Feng, your Mapo Tofu is so delicious! The spiciness is just right and the meat is tender. I've never eaten anything so good in my life."

Seeing the two of them wolfing down their food, Li Huaqin also tentatively scooped up a spoonful and put it in his mouth, and then began to eat quickly as well.

Seeing his wife enjoying her meal, Xu Feng couldn't help but smile with satisfaction.

After Li Huaqin finished eating, Xu Feng thoughtfully took out a handkerchief and wiped the oil stains from the corners of her mouth.

"My love, your Mapo Tofu was delicious, I'm so happy, this is for you."

With a soothing smile on his face, Li Huaqin handed Xu Feng two thousand ghost coins.

Xu Feng was slightly taken aback, not expecting that his wife was actually a wealthy woman. He immediately accepted the ghost coins without hesitation and started living off her.

"My lovely president and my lover, I'm hosting a dinner party tonight, and I hope you can come! I've prepared your favorite Mapo Tofu!"

Li Huaqin's ahoge (a single hair sticking up) twitched slightly, and she immediately and without hesitation took out another thousand ghost coins, saying:

"I will, my love, this is my admission fee."

Xu Feng accepted the strange coins with a smile.

For the first time, I genuinely felt that rich women's money was really easy to earn, and suddenly I didn't want to work hard anymore!

His two fake roommates also started promoting Xu Feng:

"Anyone else want to attend the banquet hosted by my brother Feng? The entrance fee is only 1,000 ghost coins, and you can enjoy delicious food."

Seeing the happy expressions on the faces of the group as they ate Mapo Tofu, the fake people present couldn't help but get restless, and more than thirty fake people paid the entrance fee one after another.

With another 30,000 Ghost Coins in hand, Xu Feng now has a total of 50,000 Ghost Coins, which is equivalent to five million RMB.

Xu Feng clicked his tongue. Nobody told him that he would make money like this in the next dungeon run.

Could it be that all the survival games he watched before were fake?

Could it be that I've actually gotten myself into a real survival game?