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?

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

what did that guy

“guard’s” patrol

service staff

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

deep breath, had he

person who had

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

on Noland Lee’s left, next to the

soon as his voice faded, another man’s voice

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

I poured all the sleeping powder I brought secretly into his water glass. This dosage will keep him asleep

We brothers won’t. I’d rather jump off the train and die than go to that ghost place… Shh, the guard is coming.

either side fell

heavy breathing and the increasingly closer

approaching guard took, the wooden floor

so he forced himself to

he can confirm

must have time-traveled, and it

right between two people who wanted to jump off

to open his

were conspiring apparently drugged someone else on the same train because they didn’t want to go

Lee could only feel a wave

he do now? If these two failed to

Noland Lee Jarvis, lift

Noland Lee’s row of seats, lifting his

you hear me?

peering through a hazy slit to

an old, wooden carriage with a

from the ceiling, swaying left and

barely illuminated the guard’s face in

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

did this guy just call

Sin Soldier…

Lee’s heart sank; this was not a good title. The body he

Jarvis, open your eyes

eyelids open and examined his

lifeless, reacting weakly to the light,

with Sin Soldier Noland

shouted towards the

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

afar as multiple guards hurried

both sides of Noland Lee

escapees simultaneously let

“Now!”

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