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 green-skin train requires an ID. Which kidnapper

that guy

“guard’s” patrol route

service staff or security

unlike any that

Lee took a deep breath, had

to act,” the person who had spoken earlier

he passes us, trip him up, and

speaking was sitting on Noland Lee’s left, next

faded, another man’s voice came from Noland’s right

moving. He seems to be waking up. Was the drug you

won’t wake up anytime soon. He must be dreaming. I poured all the sleeping powder I brought secretly into his

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

either side

breathing and the

the wooden floor

he forced

can confirm

time-traveled, and it

between two people who wanted to jump

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

were conspiring apparently drugged someone else on the same train because they didn’t want to go to

could only feel a wave

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

Soldier Noland Lee

row of seats, lifting his chin with the iron rod

Lee Jarvis, did you hear me? Lift your

Lee’s heart raced as he struggled to lift his eyelids, finally peering through

wooden carriage with a cracked surface and heavily peeling

the ceiling, swaying left and

illuminated the guard’s face

very pleasant-looking. Scruffy beard, yellowish whites of the eyes, a cigarette with

this guy just

Sin Soldier…

a good title. The body he occupied had seemingly gotten

Noland Lee Jarvis,

Lee’s eyelids open and examined his

weakly to the light, and contracting

something wrong with

guard shouted towards the

corners of his mouth! It looks like

Several footsteps approached from afar as multiple guards hurried from the distant

both sides of Noland Lee suddenly grew several

two would-be escapees simultaneously let out a low

“Now!”

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