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 on a

what did that

the “guard’s” patrol

it be a service

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

took a deep breath, had he

to act,” the person who had spoken earlier whispered

he passes us, trip him up, and I’ll

Noland Lee’s left, next to

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

seems to be waking up. Was the

He must be dreaming. I poured all the sleeping powder I brought secretly into his water glass. This dosage will keep him asleep until we reach the

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

either side fell

heard their heavy breathing and the

guard took, the wooden floor let out

Noland Lee, so he forced

he can

must have time-traveled, and it

was right between two people who wanted to

headache and weakness, the inability to open his eyes, were all caused by

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

could only feel a

two failed

Lee Jarvis,

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

Jarvis, did you hear me? Lift your head

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

wooden carriage with a cracked surface and heavily peeling dark red

from the ceiling, swaying left and

illuminated the guard’s face in

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

this guy

Sin Soldier…

a good title. The body he occupied had

Jarvis, open your eyes and

open

to the light, and

wrong with Sin Soldier Noland

towards the front of the

corners of his mouth! It looks like he’s been

clatter…” Several footsteps approached from afar as multiple

breathing from both sides of Noland Lee suddenly grew

simultaneously let

“Now!”

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