The Pseudo-Human Academy: Starting with a Bricklayer Personality

[Missing flight successfully cleared customs!]

High in the air, Xu Feng looked at the panel that appeared before him, a thoughtful expression on his face.

It seems the way to survive this punishment instance is simple: open the cabin door and jump out of the plane when it crashes.

The initial images of space travel were most likely illusions, intended to intimidate the chosen ones.

This led the chosen ones to subconsciously believe that they would die as soon as they left the plane.

Even in the event of a plane crash, the chosen ones would desperately search for a way to survive on the plane, thus subconsciously ignoring the need to jump out.

Even if they realize that there might be a way out outside the plane, they will worry about whether they will die from falling from such a height, thus missing the best time to jump out.

Xu Feng, who possesses exceptional physical abilities, does not have this concern.

Jumping out of the plane means you've cleared the game; it's all about having the courage.

The scene before my eyes shattered like a bubble.

The live stream chat exploded with excitement:

Tumu Fortress War God (Hua): "Sorry, brothers, I think I just lost control of my account and accidentally posted some strange comments. Please don't take it to heart."

My younger sister's jade feet smell sweet and fragrant (Hua): "How come the way out of this punishment dungeon was so easy? I cleared it just by jumping out of the machine!"

Clever Ice Spirit Takes Over the World (Chinese): "Speaking of which, isn't this way of surviving far too easy? With my IQ of 900, I saw through it at a glance."

Testicular War God (Hua): "Didn't you guys notice? The Bloody Gentleman's rule-based dungeon before boarding is incredibly oppressive."

"After boarding the plane and meeting those revolutionary martyrs, it seemed that nothing terrible happened on the plane, and a way out quickly appeared."

White-haired Bard (Hua): "No wonder the martyrs disappeared without saying a few more words; they went to lower the difficulty of the dungeon!"

Firefly Baby is the best in the world (Hua): "I'm really going to cry, waaaaah! Your words have made my eyes well up with tears again."

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The glow of the dungeon teleportation had not yet completely dissipated when Xu Feng landed in the villa's living room, and Hong Xia appeared behind him like a shadow.

The girl's hair was still covered with fine dust from the dungeon, and her eyes were bright, clearly indicating that she had not suffered any losses in the trials of the rule-based dungeon.

"Bloody...no! Comrade Xu Feng, are you alright?!"

An anxious figure rushed forward immediately. Jiang Chen's eyes, always filled with worry, swept over Xu Feng, and her hands unconsciously groped his arms and shoulders, her fingertips feeling a slightly cool touch.

"Let me see if you've bumped or bruised yourself. The rulebook is full of tricks and hidden dangers; you don't want any unseen injuries!"

Xu Feng felt uncomfortable being touched so much, so he raised his hand and pressed down on Jiang Chen's restless wrist, his tone tinged with a helpless impatience:

"I'm fine, Jiang Chen."

"It's good that you're alright, it's good that you're alright!" Jiang Chen breathed a long sigh of relief.

"When the plane crashed in the dungeon, I was terrified. I was really afraid that you two would perish inside. After all, this is a dungeon with punishment rules, and many chosen ones have gone in and never come out."

He changed the subject, craning his neck to look behind Xu Feng:

"Where's Hongxia? Hongxia can't be hurt! She's a legitimate superhuman now, possessing such awesome skills. If anything were to happen to her, I'd be heartbroken!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a small head peeked out from behind Xu Feng. Hong Xia blinked her bright eyes, a sly smile playing on her lips:

"Hehe, I'm here!"

Jiang Chen's anxiety instantly turned into genuine joy. He patted his chest, still feeling a bit shaken, and said:

"It's good that you're here, it's good that you're here! I was just thinking that if you hadn't come out, I would have broken the rules to break in and get you out. Thank goodness, thank goodness."

There have always been very few chosen ones in Dachang City who can handle paranormal events, and now that two have suddenly appeared, he simply wants to praise Xu Feng and Hong Xia to the heavens.

Although I don't know why Hongxia's personality changed so drastically all of a sudden, at least she became a testicle-wielder.

It seems that the two consecutive dungeons have changed Hongxia's personality, which is a good thing!

Just as the group was about to exchange more pleasantries, a steady, rhythmic knocking sound came from the heavy wooden door of the villa.

Jiang Chen's smile faded, and her brows furrowed slightly.

"They're here."

He turned to look at Xu Feng and Hong Xia, his tone grave:

"They must be from the National Security Bureau and the military. As expected, they're here for the important information in the copy."

Xu Feng's heart skipped a beat, and he followed Jiang Chen to the door. As soon as the bolt was pulled open, a chilling aura rushed out.

Outside the gate, the courtyard was densely packed with heavily armed soldiers, standing ramrod straight in their dark green uniforms, on high alert.

The muzzles of the guns gleamed with a cold, metallic sheen, forming an impenetrable wall of people.

The leader was a middle-aged man with a resolute face. The stars on his epaulets indicated his rank. As soon as the door opened, he immediately raised his hand and gave a standard military salute, his movements swift and decisive.

"Comrade Xu Feng, hello." The middle-aged man's voice was deep and resonant as he handed over a gold-embossed identification card. "I am Song Ze from the National Security Bureau's Operations Division, and I have come here on orders."

"Please come with us to Yanjing. The core data obtained from the dungeon needs to be submitted to the Yanjing Research Institute by you in person to ensure that there is no human tampering throughout the process."

Xu Feng was slightly taken aback, a hint of doubt flashing between his brows:

"Wouldn't it be the same to just hand the documents over to you for escort? Why go through all that trouble?"

Song Ze shook his head, his eyes serious and firm:

"Comrade Xu Feng, this is the resolution of the special meeting of the Central Committee."

"The martyrs who chose to entrust the data to you must have valued your loyalty and ability. You are currently the only person recognized by all parties as the most trustworthy."

"The data is of utmost importance and cannot be compromised in the slightest."

Xu Feng remained silent for a moment, sensing the seriousness in the other person's words, and slowly nodded:

"I understand, I'll go with you."

Seeing this, Song Ze took out a bronze mask from his black briefcase. The mask was engraved with intricate cloud patterns, and its edges were polished smooth and rounded.

"Comrade Xu Feng, for your safety, please wear this mask."

As soon as he finished speaking, nineteen young people walked into the villa.

Their height and build were almost identical to Xu Feng's, and even the clothes they wore were the same style as Xu Feng's.

Their faces were covered by the same bronze masks, revealing only pairs of calm, expressionless eyes.

Xu Feng instantly understood. This was a feint, using twenty targets to confuse the enemy and prevent them from distinguishing the real target.

Without the slightest hesitation, he took the bronze mask and put it on his face. The cool metallic touch against his skin blocked out any outside prying eyes.