The Pseudo-Human Academy: Starting with a Bricklayer Personality

After hanging up the phone, he casually stuffed it back into his pocket, curled up comfortably in the small cabinet that could only fit one person, and closed his eyes to take a nap.

The so-called "running to the top of the mountain" was just a perfunctory excuse. In this perilous dungeon, he believed that the only person he could truly trust was himself.

Mo Nian never considered his teammates in the dungeon as human beings; he had seen far too many stupid things in the previous dungeons.

Who knows if you're the one who gets dragged down by a few fake teammates?

The best way to clear a dungeon is to not treat other people as human beings; when necessary, you can let the fools take the initiative to explore the rules.

In his view, the safest place was never the mountaintop guarded by the testicles, but rather the underground coffin he had crafted using the Spirit Bond.

Three minutes later, the moonlight above the dense forest suddenly dimmed for a moment, and Hongxia's figure appeared out of thin air in the forest clearing like a ghost.

She was completely naked, and her fair, jade-like skin shone with an almost transparent luster in the dappled shadows of the trees, like the finest white jade being bathed in moonlight.

Her petite and lovely figure possessed a chilling, eerie quality.

There were still traces of bloodstains, like plum blossoms, on the skin of her shoulders, neck, waist, and abdomen, which stood out even more against her snow-white skin.

The alluring crimson at the corners of her eyes was brighter than before, like congealed blood about to drip, as if just one glance would send her plummeting into an abyss.

Her long, jet-black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, barely covering her chest and waist, but in the instant she turned and raised her arms, it inadvertently revealed her graceful and slender body lines.

She looked around, her emotionless eyes sweeping over the layers of branches and leaves.

Without pausing, she stretched out her slender, fair fingers, the tips of which carried a slight chill, and gently touched the tree trunk beside her.

The next second, her body darted up like a nimble cat, her movements so light that she made no sound.

The exposed skin grazed the rough bark, leaving a few fleeting white marks, but without any visible damage.

Her long hair drew graceful arcs in the air, like dark silk ribbons unfurling in the night.

She leaped and darted among the treetops, her fair and pink feet lightly touching the branches. As she leaped, her body stretched out in the air, like a white bird hunting.

Her jet-black hair and fair skin flashed intermittently amidst the greenery, and she carefully examined every tree.

Fingertips brushed across the grooves of the tree trunk, feet rolled over the leaves on the branches, and some even bent down close to the trunk to sniff the lingering scent in the air.

In half an hour, she climbed every tree in the dense forest, but still couldn't find any trace of her target.

Hongxia leaped down from the last tree, her bare feet lightly touching the decaying leaves on the ground without making a sound.

She tilted her head slightly, her soft hair falling onto her exquisitely beautiful face, her long eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings, and a hint of childlike confusion flashing in her eyes.

I clearly located the place by phone, so how come there's no one there?

The next second, that confusion was replaced by obsession.

She bent down, placed her hands on the ground, and knelt on the damp, decaying leaves, ignoring the sharp thorns in the bushes, and went straight in.

Sharp thorns tore at her limbs and cheeks, even leaving fine bloodstains on her shoulders and waist; the pale red blood evaporated instantly as soon as it seeped out.

The wound healed completely in an instant, leaving only a very faint red mark, which then disappeared as if it had never been injured.

She darted swiftly through the bushes like a hunting beast, her naked body deftly avoiding the thick branches. Only where thorns grazed her would a brief red mark appear before quickly fading away.

Anything suspicious that comes into her sight will be smashed without hesitation.

Broken branches, protruding clods of earth, and even the occasional passing insect cannot escape her slender yet terrifyingly powerful palm.

Finally, she moved to directly above where Mo Nian was hiding, her gaze falling on the steel pipe exit disguised as an ant nest.

Hongxia stopped in her tracks, her face expressionless, except that the crimson at the corners of her eyes had become even more vibrant.

She slowly raised her slender hand, her palm glowing with a faint white light, and then slammed it down!

"Bang—!"

The crisp sound of clashing iron bars was particularly jarring in the silent forest, instantly shattering the ant nest's disguise and revealing the steel pipes underneath.

A sickly smile slowly crept onto Hongxia's lips. Her sweet, clear voice carried a hint of barely perceptible irritation, like a child who had grown tired of a game but couldn't find the ending:

"Found it."

Five meters underground, Mo Nian was startled awake by the sudden noise, but remained as steady as a rock.

He slowly opened his eyes, his gaze showing no sign of panic. Above the cabinet was a thick layer of granite.

Unless the opponent's strength is comparable to that of a heavy excavator, trying to break through the rock is pure wishful thinking.

Moreover, the cabinet is only large enough to accommodate one person, perfectly circumventing Hongxia's unlimited teleportation ability.

Even if she could teleport, there's no way she could appear directly in this cramped space.

On the ground, Hongxia looked at the exposed steel pipe, tilted her head slightly, and looked thoughtful.

Her pearly pink toes gently rubbed against the edge of the steel pipe, as if confirming something.

She then lifted her delicate little foot and slowly stepped on it, gradually increasing the pressure.

Hongxia wanted to completely block the only ventilation opening, suffocating the people underground.

Mo Nian, inside the cabinet, heard the sound coming from the other end of the steel pipe and a knowing smile appeared on her lips.

He had long anticipated that the other party would make this move. How could a truly intelligent person leave only one ventilation opening?

Another ventilation opening is hidden in a more concealed corner, covered by multiple layers of decaying leaves and roots, and would be impossible to find unless Hongxia turned the entire dense forest upside down.

He deliberately left this obvious vent to mislead her.

In the live stream room.

Testicular War God (Hua): "Holy crap! Mo Niancang's location is too shady! The dense forest that blocks out the sky, and the bushes that make your scalp tingle, it took Hong Xia half an hour just to climb trees to find him."

Clever Ice Spirit Takes Over the World (Chinese): "By the way, does anyone know where Mo Nian is hiding?"

A regular office worker (Chinese) who called for an ambulance said, "I don't know, his livestream room is completely dark, I have no idea where he's hiding!"

As the live stream from Hongxia's room unfolded.

She finally discovered Mo Nian's ventilation opening, and the live stream chat exploded.

Earth Fortress War God (Hua): "Holy crap! Mo Nian was actually hiding underground? And he even disguised the ventilation shafts as ant nests, that's so sneaky!"

AAA Nine Clans Wholesale (China): "666, Gui Hongxia is quite capable, she was able to find this."

Wa Xuedi (Chinese): "Mom, Mom, please take me with you! I can't leave you..."