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 would abandon a car and transport a person on a train

that

the “guard’s”

be a service staff or

this person’s language was unfamiliar, unlike any that Noland

a deep

to act,” the person

us, trip him

person speaking was sitting on Noland

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

waking up. Was the drug you gave him

up anytime soon. He must be dreaming. I poured all the sleeping powder I brought secretly into his water glass. This dosage will keep

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

voices on either side fell

heard their heavy breathing and

the wooden floor let out a grating noise

forced himself

he can confirm

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

now was right between two people who wanted to jump

headache and weakness, the inability to open his

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

only feel

now? If these two

Soldier Noland Lee

Noland Lee’s row of seats, lifting

hear me? Lift your

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

was an old, wooden carriage with a cracked

glass-covered chandelier hung from the ceiling, swaying left

the guard’s face in front

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

this guy just

Sin Soldier…

was not a good title. The body he

Soldier Noland Lee Jarvis, open your eyes and

rudely flicked Noland Lee’s eyelids open

to the light, and contracting

There’s something wrong with Sin

the

of

Several footsteps approached from afar as multiple guards hurried from

of Noland Lee suddenly grew several times

would-be escapees simultaneously let

“Now!”

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