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?

these days, even buying a ticket for a green-skin train requires an ID. Which kidnapper would abandon a car and transport a

did that

“guard’s” patrol route

service staff or

person’s language was unfamiliar, unlike any that Noland Lee knew, yet he

deep breath, had he

the person who

on the left side. When he passes us, trip him

Noland

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

He seems to be waking up. Was the drug you gave him enough?

about him. He won’t wake up anytime soon. 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

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

voices on either side fell

Lee heard their heavy breathing and the increasingly

took, the wooden floor let out a

so he forced himself to

he can confirm now

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

body he occupies now was right between two people who wanted

and weakness, the inability to open his eyes, were

drugged someone else on the same train

could only feel a wave

should he do now? If these two failed to

Lee Jarvis, lift

Lee’s row of seats, lifting his chin with the

did you hear me? Lift your head

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

a cracked surface

ceiling, swaying left

illuminated the guard’s face

beard, yellowish whites of the eyes, a cigarette with glowing embers in

this guy

Sin Soldier…

not a good title. The body he occupied had

Soldier Noland Lee Jarvis, open

open and examined his eyes under the

weakly to the light, and contracting very

There’s something wrong with

the front of the

at the corners of his mouth!

clatter…” Several footsteps approached from afar

sides of Noland

simultaneously let out a

“Now!”

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