The Pseudo-Human Academy: Starting with a Bricklayer Personality

"Hurry up!" Yu tide glanced back at him coldly as she boarded the plane, her tone impatient and urging.

It wasn't that Yu tide was kind-hearted and wanted to save Huang Mao; there were many rules of death after boarding the plane, and each additional teammate would allow them to discover one more rule.

Xie Ang snapped out of his daze, no longer daring to let his mind wander, and did his best to keep up with the three of them.

The words "Flight 444" on the sign became clearer and clearer.

The all-black passenger plane was parked not far from the boarding gate, like a lurking beast, waiting for their arrival.

Time ticked by, and every step felt like a race against death.

As the last second was about to expire, Xie Ang staggered across the threshold of the boarding gate.

He slammed heavily against the cabin wall, gasping for breath, his heart pounding so hard it felt like it would burst out of his chest.

Among the four, he was the weakest and slowest, so Yu tide only gave him a reminder and then ignored him.

The blond-haired man, who had just boarded the plane at the last second, breathed a long sigh of relief and turned back to look at the open cabin door.

The pedestrians in the waiting area maintained their eerie postures, their eyes fixed on the passenger planes, their smiles appearing even more sinister and terrifying under the dim lighting.

The blond-haired man was so frightened that he backed away repeatedly.

Inside the cabin, Xu Feng looked at his ticket and then at his seat. He noticed a red, bloody handprint on his seat.

Yu tide and the others also found a red bloody handprint on their seats.

According to the card, you cannot sit in the seats marked with red, and this bloody handprint should be the red mark.

Xu Feng pondered for a moment, scanned the surrounding passengers, and picked the biggest and fiercest-looking man.

He walked straight up to the man and asked in a humble tone:

"Hello, sir, could you please change seats? That's my seat over there."

The person Xu Feng was speaking to was a burly man with a somewhat pointed head, muscular build, and even a rune warrior.

He looked like someone who was not to be trifled with, yet he dared to speak to Xu Feng like that.

Somewhat annoyed, he stood up abruptly and said in an unfriendly tone:

"Who are you? Why should I give you my seat?"

Xu Feng smiled elegantly, took out a pair of clean white gloves from his pocket, and put them on.

"If you're not willing to give up your seat, I know a little bit of martial arts."

"Oh, so you want to fight me? Come on, try touching me if you dare!"

This was the first time Xu Feng had ever heard such a request. He reached out and grabbed the big man by the neck, lifting him up with one hand.

The passing flight attendants did not react to the passengers fighting; they simply reminded the passengers to fasten their seatbelts.

The big man's cheeks turned red in no time, which showed that he was someone who only exercised but didn't train his neck, and that he was so easily pinched.

It's not even a fraction of what a full harvest could achieve.

Seeing that the burly man was about to collapse, Xu Feng casually tossed him to the ground, then tossed him a thousand yuan worth of ghost coins, saying with a touch of elegance in his nonchalance:

"Take your money and get out of here!"

The burly man, seeing that he had inexplicably received a thousand dollars, immediately showed a broad smile on his face. "You should have said so earlier if you wanted money!"

It's just giving up a seat, isn't it?

A true man can bend and stretch; what is this little grievance?

Thinking of this, the muscular man with a face full of scars put on a fawning smile:

"Hehe! Brother, I was rude just now, please don't take it to heart. I'm leaving now. If you're still not satisfied, you can beat me up again."

Seeing that Xu Feng was not going to pay attention to him anymore, he quickly sat down in the seat that Xu Feng had shown him.

Yu tide and the others exchanged glances, and they all saw wariness in each other's eyes.

The fact that the "Strange Coins" work means that all the passengers on this plane are ghosts!

Yu tide and the others saw that their seats were covered in red handprints. According to the black card, they were not allowed to sit in seats with red marks.

Unlike Xu Feng, Yu Xi and Hong Xia were not civilized; they directly used force to threaten and switch seats with other passengers on the plane.

Yellow Hair looked left and right, realizing he couldn't defeat the ghost, so he found a pretty female ghost wearing black stockings and said a few words in a very flamboyant manner. The pretty female ghost nodded, and then Yellow Hair hugged the pretty female ghost and sat on the passenger plane.

He flashed a smug smile at everyone.

Xu Feng was speechless. This blond guy was a real talent; he didn't forget to do that kind of thing even in the dungeon.

Xu Feng hadn't been seated long when a round-faced man with a thick beard and wearing white socks to his left proudly showed him a photo on his phone, saying:

"This is my fiancée. Isn't she beautiful? We've been dating for ten years. I'm taking this flight back to my hometown to marry her."

Xu Feng stared at the photo, somewhat bewildered. "Wait, how come your fiancée is a man?"

Wait! What did he say?

After I finish this flight, I plan to go back to my hometown to marry him.

At this moment, the flight attendants whispered among themselves:

"Hey! Did you hear? There was a guy who looked pale and insisted on getting off the plane."

Just then, someone reached out and patted Xu Feng on the shoulder. That person had a bright, sunny smile just like Lao Da.

Xu Feng took a closer look and immediately felt a chill run down his spine!

No, this is the real deal!

"Hey! Kid, are you on this flight too? I lost a basketball game and I'm on my way to the revival match!"

At that moment, the airplane's public address system came on.

"Passengers, I am the captain of this flight. For the past 100 years, I have been protecting your journeys, and the plane has never had an accident."

But decades of the same routine have left me a bit weary. After this flight, I'll retire honorably. At 100, I'm at the age to explore and see the magnificent landscapes of my motherland!

The passengers in the cabin couldn't help but applaud, offering their heartfelt blessings to the captain.

Xu Feng sensed something was wrong. He glanced out the window and saw what looked like a superhero shooting lasers past. The costume seemed a bit superhuman, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before.

At this moment, a white-haired medical professor wearing thick-rimmed glasses gripped a thick stack of documents and a USB drive tightly in his hands, his voice trembling uncontrollably:

"I have developed a drug to treat ALS. I will announce it as soon as I get off the plane. This is what so many patients have been hoping for."

An elderly scholar in a gray Zhongshan suit adjusted his reading glasses, which had slipped down to the tip of his nose, and repeatedly ran his fingertips along the yellowed pages of his manuscript, muttering to himself as if chanting a spell:

"After decades of painstaking effort, I have finally broken through the foreign technological blockade and know how to make a lithography machine! I must keep this manuscript and USB drive safe and bring it back to my motherland..."

A middle-aged man with a straight posture and resolute eyes lightly traced the lettering on his police badge with his fingertips, his voice deep yet clear:

"After twenty years undercover, I've finally risen to the top and completed the raid. Now I can finally go home to see my daughter, though I wonder if she's married yet..."