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

what did that

“guard’s”

it be a service staff or

this person’s language was unfamiliar, unlike any that

deep breath, had he

the person

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

Noland Lee’s left, next to

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

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

must be dreaming. I poured all the sleeping powder I brought secretly into his water glass. This dosage will keep him asleep until we reach

off the train and die than go to that ghost place… Shh,

on either

breathing

wooden floor let out a grating

irritated Noland Lee, so he forced himself to calm down,

can

must have time-traveled, and

now was right between two people who wanted to jump

headache and weakness, the inability to open his eyes, were all caused by the so-called sleeping

two people who were conspiring apparently drugged someone else on the same train because they didn’t

Lee could only feel a wave

he do now? If these two failed to escape, would

Lee

lifting his chin with

hear me? Lift your head and open

raced as he struggled to lift his eyelids, finally peering through a hazy slit to

carriage with a cracked surface and heavily

chandelier hung from the ceiling, swaying left and right as the carriage

light barely illuminated the

cigarette with glowing embers in his mouth, and yellow-brown teeth exhaling a strong

guy just call

Sin Soldier…

not a good title. The body he occupied had seemingly gotten

Soldier Noland Lee Jarvis, open your

Noland Lee’s eyelids open and examined his eyes under

weakly to the light, and contracting

with Sin

the front of

corners of his

footsteps approached from afar as multiple guards hurried from the

Noland Lee

simultaneously let out

“Now!”

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