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?

requires an ID. Which kidnapper would

that

the “guard’s”

it be a service staff or security

language was unfamiliar, unlike any that Noland

Lee took a deep

person who had spoken earlier whispered

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

on Noland Lee’s left, next to

soon as his voice faded, another man’s voice came from Noland’s right hand position

wait, this kid’s eyes are moving. He seems to be waking up. Was the drug you gave him enough? Did he hear

dreaming. I poured all the sleeping powder I brought

whoever wants to go 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

on either side

Lee heard their heavy breathing and the

took, the wooden floor let out a grating noise that made one’s ears

forced himself to calm

he can confirm

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

right between two people who

the inability to open his eyes, were all

apparently drugged someone else on the same train because

Lee could only feel

two failed to escape, would

Noland Lee

beside Noland Lee’s row of seats, lifting his chin with the iron rod

hear

he struggled to lift his eyelids, finally peering through a hazy slit to see the

was an old, wooden carriage with a cracked surface and heavily peeling dark

ceiling, swaying left

the guard’s face in front of

very pleasant-looking. Scruffy beard, yellowish whites of the eyes, a cigarette with glowing embers in his mouth, and

this guy just

Sin Soldier…

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

Lee Jarvis, open your eyes and

open

reacting weakly to the light,

wrong with

shouted towards the front of

powder at the corners of his mouth!

afar as multiple guards

both sides of Noland Lee suddenly grew several

simultaneously let out

“Now!”

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