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?

ID. Which kidnapper would abandon a car

that guy say

“guard’s” patrol route

a service staff or security

person’s language was unfamiliar, unlike any that Noland Lee knew, yet he could understand it

Lee took a deep breath, had he

ready to act,” the person who had spoken

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

Noland Lee’s left, next to the

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

to be waking up.

worry about him. He won’t wake up anytime soon. He must be dreaming. I poured all the sleeping powder

I’d rather jump off the train and die than go to that

either side

heavy breathing and the increasingly

took, the wooden floor let

irritated Noland Lee, so he forced

he can confirm

have time-traveled, and it was a soul-based

between two people who wanted to jump off

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

drugged someone else on the same train

Lee could only feel

now? If these two

Lee Jarvis,

stopped beside Noland Lee’s row of seats, lifting his

Noland Lee Jarvis, did you hear me? Lift

peering through

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

from the ceiling, swaying left and right as

light barely illuminated the guard’s face in front of

Western face, not very pleasant-looking. Scruffy beard, yellowish whites of the eyes, a cigarette

did this guy just

Sin Soldier…

a good title. The body he occupied had seemingly gotten into serious

Soldier Noland Lee Jarvis, open

open and examined his

were lifeless, reacting weakly to

There’s something wrong with Sin Soldier Noland

the front of the

the corners of his mouth! It looks like

approached from afar as multiple guards hurried

from both sides of Noland

simultaneously let

“Now!”

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