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?

even buying a ticket for a green-skin train requires an ID. Which kidnapper

did that

the “guard’s” patrol route

a service

was unfamiliar, unlike any that Noland Lee knew, yet he

a deep breath, had he

act,” the person who had spoken earlier whispered

on the left side. When he passes us, trip him up, and I’ll break the window. Be quick, or we’ll

was sitting on Noland Lee’s left, next to

voice came from Noland’s

eyes are moving. He seems to be waking up. Was the drug you gave him enough? Did he hear

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

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

on either side fell

their heavy breathing and the

each step the approaching guard took, the wooden floor let out

noise irritated Noland Lee, so he forced himself to calm down, his mind

he can

and

between two

inability to open his eyes, were all caused by the so-called sleeping

else on the same train because they

feel a wave

two failed to escape,

Lee Jarvis, lift

Lee’s row of seats, lifting his chin with the iron

Soldier Noland Lee Jarvis, did you hear me? Lift

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

was an old, wooden carriage with a cracked surface and heavily

hung from the ceiling, swaying left and right as the carriage

light barely illuminated the guard’s face in

was 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 teeth exhaling a strong odor of smoke as

did this guy

Sin Soldier…

not a good title. The body he occupied had

Jarvis, open

flicked Noland Lee’s eyelids open and examined

weakly to

with Sin Soldier Noland

shouted towards the front of

corners of his mouth! It looks

clatter…” Several footsteps approached from afar as multiple

both sides of Noland Lee suddenly grew several

simultaneously let

“Now!”

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