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?

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

what did that guy

the “guard’s” patrol

be a service staff or

unfamiliar, unlike any that Noland Lee knew, yet

a deep breath, had

the person who had spoken

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

on Noland Lee’s left, next to the

faded, another man’s voice

be waking up. Was the drug you gave him enough? Did

up anytime soon. He must be dreaming. I poured all the sleeping powder I brought secretly into his water glass. This dosage will keep

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

voices on either

heard their heavy breathing and the

the approaching guard took, the wooden floor let

noise irritated Noland Lee, so he forced himself to

he can confirm

and

now was right between two people who wanted

weakness, the inability to open his eyes, were

two people who were conspiring apparently drugged someone else on the same train because

feel

If these two failed to escape,

Soldier Noland Lee Jarvis, lift your

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

Jarvis, did you hear

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

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

glass-covered chandelier hung from the ceiling, swaying left and right

light barely illuminated the

typical Western face, not very pleasant-looking. Scruffy beard, yellowish whites of the eyes, a cigarette with glowing embers in his mouth, and yellow-brown teeth exhaling a strong odor

this guy just

Sin Soldier…

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

Noland Lee Jarvis, open

rudely flicked Noland Lee’s eyelids open and examined his eyes under the

were lifeless, reacting weakly to

something wrong with Sin Soldier

the front

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

afar as multiple

both sides of Noland Lee suddenly grew

simultaneously let out a

“Now!”

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