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

what did that guy say

the “guard’s”

be a service staff or

unlike any that Noland Lee knew, yet he

a deep

ready to act,” the person who

he passes us, trip him up,

speaking was sitting on Noland Lee’s left, next to the

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

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

poured all the sleeping powder

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

voices on either

their heavy breathing

each step the approaching guard took, the wooden floor

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

he can confirm

must have time-traveled, and

right between two people who wanted to jump

open his eyes, were all caused by

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

could only feel a

If these two failed

Lee

row of seats, lifting his chin with the iron

did you hear me? Lift your head and

his eyelids, finally peering through a hazy slit to see

old, wooden carriage with a cracked surface and heavily peeling dark red

yellowed, glass-covered chandelier hung from the ceiling, swaying left

barely illuminated the guard’s face in

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

did this guy just

Sin Soldier…

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

Noland Lee Jarvis, open your

Lee’s eyelids open and

lifeless, reacting weakly to the light, and contracting

wrong with Sin

guard shouted towards the front of the

unidentified white powder at the corners of his mouth!

Several footsteps approached from afar as

from both sides of Noland Lee suddenly

two would-be escapees simultaneously let

“Now!”

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