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?

an ID. Which kidnapper would abandon a car and transport a person

what did that

the “guard’s” patrol route

service staff or

that Noland Lee knew,

took a deep breath, had he

person who had

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

sitting on Noland

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

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

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

wants to go can go. We brothers won’t. I’d rather jump off the train and die than go

either side fell

breathing and the increasingly closer

floor

Lee, so he forced

can

time-traveled, and it was

two people who wanted to jump

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

drugged someone else on the same train because they didn’t

feel a wave

now? If these two failed to escape, would he

Noland Lee Jarvis,

row of seats, lifting his chin with

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

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

old, wooden carriage with a

the ceiling, swaying left and right as the

barely illuminated the guard’s face in front

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 he

did this guy just call

Sin Soldier…

heart sank; this was not a good title.

Jarvis, open your eyes and

guard rudely flicked Noland Lee’s eyelids open and examined his

weakly to

with

the front

of

clatter…” Several footsteps approached from afar as

breathing from both sides of Noland Lee suddenly grew several

two would-be escapees simultaneously let out a low

“Now!”

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