Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 87: 67. Noland Lee’s Crazy Race_2

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“Apart from that, within the entire Legion Fortress, as long as there’s no ‘Do Not Enter’ sign hanging on the door, you can go in and have a look, such as the man-made indoor garden, underground hot spring pool, shopping alleys, etc. ”

“Is there a library?” Noland Lee interrupted and asked.

“Huh? Library?” Corporal Mars looked sidelong at Noland Lee:

“There’s no library, but there is a reading room. However, there are only books related to the undead left there. Entertainment books such as novels, poetry collections, and illustration collections have long been hidden away by some soldier. I guess private shops may have these items.”

“Only books related to the undead… Well, that’s enough.” Noland Lee nodded slowly:

“I just want to study this field of knowledge. After all, I have to live here for decades, so of course, I need to understand the details of my neighbors.” Corporal Mars shook his head and sighed:

“Ah, truly a genius, learning wherever you go. I thought you’d be like the other soldiers and stay in the ‘Refreshing Time’ for three days straight.”

I’d rather not join the “like-minded”, it’s too dirty… Noland Lee changed the topic:

“By the way, Chief Officer, I have another question…”

“Go ahead…”

The two chatted as they went along.

Noland Lee kept asking questions.

The issues centered on the Legion fortress.

From the public facilities in the Legion Fortress to the basic situation of the Legion, and then to the current situation and risks faced by the Korabo Legion, Noland Lee inquired about everything.

Corporal Mars patiently answered one by one, helping Noland Lee make up some basic knowledge.

As they talked, the appearance and figure of Captain Murphy came to Noland Lee’s mind, and he thought of her distinct calm demeanor that set her apart from other girls, so he couldn’t help but ask:

“Chief Officer, Captain Murphy seems very young…”

“Ah ha, I knew you were going to ask that.” Corporal Mars wiggled his eyebrows and laughed playfully:

“You mean, even though she looks like a young girl who just came of age, she behaves very maturely and has already become a warrant officer at a young age. I can tell you the reason for that.” Noland Lee listened carefully.

Corporal Mars continued:

completing the reverse aging, her appearance will be fixed, staying as

is Captain Murphy when she was younger, probably around 19 years old. But in reality, heh, in reality, her age

Lee seemed to understand, his eyes

once assessed that Marsha Murphy’s

the “19 years old” here refers to the body’s age of 19 years old,

of course, Captain Murphy’s appearance is just

Lee

her outermost skin is fake; it’s a layer of artificial skin. Underneath is her real skin, just like

took a

a brave

“I think so too…”

window, faint sunlight scattered from the horizon, making

in the sky, but layers of dark clouds still covered the

to this scene, just glancing at the

other hand, raised his head, and his gaze fell on

the “abnormal dark clouds” had risen from 1000 points for every 1% to 1050

a doubt, the “abnormal dark clouds” had become

Korabo Corps Fortress.

left by the

technology to renovate it both

city walls, they installed metal pipes within the

fortress was given new

Lee’s second time

still bustling

the crowded streets, soldiers hurriedly moved about

one after another, unloading food and medical supplies from the Empire’s heartland and loading up garbage and medical waste, starting their

Mars drove his car into the fortress, he had to

city wall, reaching back to the rear seat to find a

Your Sin Soldier uniform is too conspicuous. I’ll take you straight to the

of a Private Second-Class and followed Sergeant Mars, pushing

was actually a castle

phrase that can vividly describe its current appearance: “a

pipes protruded from the stone bricks on the surface of the castle, exposing their pipe exits

entire castle seemed wrapped in steam, like a

even a casual touch on

not very comfortable in this

however, was used

of the Legion’s Grand Building, passing through several checkpoints guarded by soldiers, and

to that of a

exited the staircase, a