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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 and transport a person on a train

did that guy say

the “guard’s” patrol

a service staff or

language was unfamiliar, unlike any that Noland Lee knew, yet he could understand

Lee took a deep breath, had he

act,” the person

trip him up, and I’ll break the window.

was sitting on Noland

as his voice faded, another man’s voice

to be waking up. Was the

the sleeping powder I brought secretly into his water glass. This dosage

the train and die than go to that ghost place… Shh, the

either

heard their heavy breathing and the

guard took, the wooden floor let out a

irritated Noland Lee, so he forced himself

he can confirm now

and it was

occupies now was right between two people who

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

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

feel a wave

If these two

Soldier Noland Lee Jarvis, lift your

of seats, lifting his chin with

did you hear me?

finally peering through a hazy slit to see the scene in front of

with a cracked surface and heavily peeling

hung from the ceiling, swaying left and right

light barely illuminated the guard’s face

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

did this guy just

Sin Soldier…

heart sank; this was not a good title.

Lee Jarvis,

eyelids open and examined his eyes under the

eyes were lifeless, reacting weakly to the light,

wrong with

the front of

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

footsteps approached from afar as multiple

of Noland Lee suddenly grew several times

simultaneously

“Now!”

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