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

did that guy

the “guard’s” patrol

a service

language was unfamiliar, unlike any that Noland

took a deep breath, had

to act,” the person who had

the left side. When he passes us, trip him up, and I’ll break the window. Be quick, or we’ll

sitting on Noland Lee’s left, next

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

waking up. Was the drug

won’t wake up anytime soon. He must be dreaming. I poured all the sleeping powder I brought secretly into his water glass. This

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

either side fell

breathing

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

so he forced himself to calm down, his mind

he can

and it was

right between two people who wanted

the inability to open his eyes, were all caused by the

the same train because they didn’t want to

feel a

should he do now? If these two failed to

Lee

row of seats, lifting his

Noland Lee Jarvis, did you hear me? Lift your head

to lift his eyelids, finally peering through a hazy slit to see the scene in front

carriage with a cracked surface and heavily peeling

ceiling, swaying left and right as the carriage

barely illuminated the guard’s face

of the eyes, a cigarette with glowing embers in his mouth, and yellow-brown

guy just call

Sin Soldier…

heart sank; this was not a good title. The body he occupied had

Jarvis, open your eyes

Lee’s eyelids open and examined his eyes under the

lifeless, reacting weakly to the light,

something wrong with Sin Soldier Noland Lee

shouted towards the front

the corners of

clatter…” Several footsteps approached from afar as multiple guards hurried from

sides of Noland Lee suddenly grew several times

escapees simultaneously let out a

“Now!”

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255