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 ticket for a green-skin train requires an ID. Which kidnapper would abandon a car and transport a person on a

that guy

“guard’s” patrol route

be a service staff or

that Noland Lee knew,

Lee took a deep breath,

act,” the person who had spoken

When he passes us, trip him up, and I’ll

sitting on Noland Lee’s left, next

another man’s voice came from Noland’s right hand

moving. He seems to be waking up. Was the drug

sleeping powder I brought secretly

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

voices on either side

breathing

approaching guard took, the wooden floor let out a grating noise that

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

can confirm now

time-traveled, and it was

he occupies now was right between two people who wanted

weakness, the inability to open his eyes,

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

only feel a

If these two

Noland Lee Jarvis,

seats, lifting his chin with the iron rod in his

did you hear me? Lift your head

Lee’s heart raced as he struggled to lift his eyelids, finally peering through a hazy

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

ceiling, swaying left and right as the carriage

the guard’s face in front of

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

did this guy just

Sin Soldier…

not a good title. The body he occupied had seemingly gotten

Soldier Noland Lee Jarvis, open your eyes and

Noland Lee’s eyelids open and examined his eyes under the

to

something wrong with Sin Soldier

towards the front

at the corners of his mouth! It looks like he’s

afar as multiple guards hurried from the distant

sides of Noland Lee suddenly

two would-be escapees simultaneously let out

“Now!”

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