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?

a ticket for a green-skin train requires an ID. Which kidnapper would abandon a car and transport a

did that

the “guard’s” patrol

service staff

any that

Lee took a deep breath,

ready to act,” the person

he passes us, trip him up, and I’ll break

sitting on Noland Lee’s left,

faded, another man’s voice came from Noland’s right hand position by the

to be waking up. Was the drug you gave him enough?

up anytime soon. He must be dreaming. I poured all the sleeping powder I brought secretly into his water glass.

go can go. We brothers won’t. I’d rather jump off the train and die than go to that ghost place…

either side

their heavy breathing and the

step the approaching guard took, the wooden floor let out a grating

Lee, so he forced himself to calm down, his mind

can confirm now

time-traveled, and it was a

occupies now was right between two people who

weakness, the inability to open his

someone else on the same train because they didn’t want to

Lee could only feel a wave

he do now? If these two failed to escape, would he be

Soldier Noland Lee Jarvis, lift your

seats, lifting his chin with the

Soldier Noland Lee Jarvis, did you hear me? Lift your head and open

his eyelids, finally peering through a hazy slit to see the

old, wooden carriage with a cracked surface and

yellowed, glass-covered chandelier hung from the ceiling, swaying left and right as the carriage

light barely illuminated the guard’s face

Scruffy beard, yellowish whites of the eyes, a cigarette with glowing embers in his mouth, and yellow-brown teeth

guy just

Sin Soldier…

sank; this was not a good title. The body he occupied had seemingly gotten into

Lee Jarvis, open your

Noland Lee’s eyelids open and examined his eyes under

eyes were lifeless, reacting weakly to the light,

something wrong with

the front of

of his mouth! It looks like he’s

footsteps approached from afar as multiple guards hurried from the distant

both sides of Noland Lee suddenly grew several times

would-be escapees simultaneously let

“Now!”

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