Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 2

Translator: 549690339

Prologue:

People think suffering makes one stronger, but in reality, most are tormented by suffering to the point of disfigurement.

They are weakened, disabled, barely hanging onto life, until they die.

…

“Shh, don’t rush to act yet. Let’s confirm the guard’s patrol route once more.”

In the noisy train, someone was whispering, conspiring about something.

Noland Lee’s vision was pitch black, his eyelids as heavy as if they were filled with lead.

No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t lift his upper eyelids, let alone open his eyes to see who was murmuring beside him.

What’s going on…

Am I not in my own home?

Why can I hear the sound of the train wheels and strangers talking?

Oh, I remember now.

I stayed up too late last night and fell asleep at the table before closing my computer. The sounds of the train and conversation must be coming from the sound system.

Noland Lee’s senses were slowly recovering.

The pungent smell of cheap tobacco entered his nose, causing it to itch.

However, as his body was unresponsive and he couldn’t move his limbs, Noland Lee could only silently endure the discomfort.

Meanwhile, the swaying sensation of the moving train became much clearer.

Noland Lee could feel the vibrations of the wheels rolling over stones.

The subtle details felt so real that it instantly overturned Noland Lee’s previous assumption.

Am I not at home?!

Noland Lee was shocked.

He tried again to lift his eyelids but still couldn’t open his eyes.

Considering the whispers he heard earlier, a disconcerting thought popped into his head..

Was he kidnapped?

these days, even buying a ticket for a green-skin train requires an ID. Which kidnapper would

that

the “guard’s” patrol route

be a service staff

this person’s language was unfamiliar, unlike any that Noland Lee

took a deep

the person who had spoken earlier whispered

the guard on the left side. When he passes us, trip him up, and I’ll break

speaking was sitting on Noland

another man’s voice came from

this kid’s eyes are moving. He seems to be waking up. Was the drug

about him. He won’t wake up anytime soon. He must be dreaming. I poured all the sleeping powder I brought secretly into his water glass. This dosage will keep

I’d rather jump off the train and die than go to that ghost place…

on either side

breathing and

wooden floor let out a grating noise that made one’s

forced himself to calm

he can

have time-traveled, and

two people who

and weakness, the inability to open his eyes, were all caused

on the same train because they didn’t want to

could only feel a

he do now? If these two failed to

Lee Jarvis,

guard stopped beside Noland Lee’s row of seats, lifting his chin with the

Jarvis, did you hear me? Lift your

raced as he struggled to lift his eyelids, finally peering through a hazy slit to see

was an old, wooden carriage with a cracked

chandelier hung from the ceiling, swaying left and

dim light barely illuminated the guard’s face in front of

a typical Western face, not very pleasant-looking. Scruffy beard, yellowish whites of the eyes, a cigarette with glowing embers in his mouth, and yellow-brown

this guy

Sin Soldier…

Lee’s heart sank; this was not a good title. The body he occupied had seemingly gotten

Lee Jarvis, open your eyes and

Noland Lee’s eyelids open and examined his

lifeless, reacting weakly to

wrong with Sin Soldier Noland Lee

shouted towards the front

white powder at the corners of his mouth! It looks like

afar

sides of Noland Lee suddenly

simultaneously let out a low

“Now!”

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