Constructing-Style Wizard
Chapter 87 - 87: 67. Noland Lee’s Crazy Race_2

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:

“During the promotion to a Third Order ‘Imperial Fist,’ a reverse aging phenomenon might occur. Captain Murphy is one such case. After completing the reverse aging, her appearance will be fixed, staying as she was when the reverse aging phenomenon ended until the end of her life.

“What we see now is Captain Murphy when she was younger, probably around 19 years old. But in reality, heh, in reality, her age might be much older than ours.”

Noland Lee seemed to understand, his eyes flashing.

The System had once assessed that Marsha Murphy’s age was around 19 years old.

In this way, the “19 years old” here refers to the body’s age of 19 years old, not the actual age.

Corporal Mars waved his hand and said: “Well, of course, Captain Murphy’s appearance is just a facade…” “Severe burns?” Noland Lee uttered a word.

Corporal Mars glanced at Noland Lee with a slightly surprised look:

“She even told you this… Well, yes, her outermost skin is fake; it’s a layer of artificial skin. Underneath is her real skin, just like severe burns. That’s left from the Death Storm.”

Noland Lee took a slight breath:

“She’s truly a brave trailblazer.”

“I think so too…”

Outside the car window, faint sunlight scattered from the horizon, making the sky a little brighter.

It seemed that the sun was about to hang high in the sky, but layers of dark clouds still covered the Suffering Borderland, blocking the sunlight that should have illuminated the earth.

Corporal Mars was already used to this scene, just glancing at the ruins on both sides of the road before looking away.

Noland Lee, on the other hand, raised his head, and his gaze fell on the dark clouds through the car window, feeling vaguely uneasy.

At some unknown time, the amount of Energy Points needed to deconstruct the “abnormal dark clouds” had risen from 1000 points for every 1% to 1050 points now.

Without a doubt, the “abnormal dark clouds” had become stronger.

Korabo Corps Fortress.

This was a relic left by the Ancient Tatis Dynasty.

The Tatis Empire utilized modern technology to renovate it both inside and out.

Using cement to fill the gaps in the city walls, they installed metal pipes within the wall structure and set up steam boilers underground, among other things.

The ancient military fortress was given new life.

This was Noland Lee’s second time arriving at this steam-filled fortress.

The place was still bustling with activity.

On the crowded streets, soldiers hurriedly moved about amidst the white steam.

Steam trains docked at the platforms one after another, unloading food and medical supplies from the Empire’s heartland and loading up garbage and medical waste, starting their return journey amidst the billowing air and whistles.

As soon as Sergeant Mars drove his car into the fortress, he had to stop in front of the bustling crowd.

He turned the steering wheel and parked the car in a shed beside the city wall, reaching back to the rear seat to replace a Private Second-Class jacket with his right hand.

“Put this on. Your Sin Soldier uniform is too conspicuous. I’ll take you straight to the Medical Department.”

Noland Lee put on the jacket of a Private Second-Class and followed Sergeant Mars, pushing through the crowd to the Legion’s main building.

The so-called grand building was actually a castle left behind by the ancient dynasty.

There is a phrase that can vividly describe its current appearance: “a steam -spewing hedgehog. ”

Countless metal pipes protruded from the stone bricks on the surface of the castle, exposing their pipe exits to the air and spewing white steam.

From afar, the entire castle seemed wrapped in steam, like a sky fortress floating among the clouds.

The humidity in the air increased, and even a casual touch on the wall would yield a handful of tiny water droplets.

Noland Lee was not very comfortable in this damp environment.

Sergeant Mars, however, was used to it.

He led Noland Lee into the main entrance of the Legion’s Grand Building, passing through several checkpoints guarded by soldiers, and arrived at the castle’s third floor.

The décor was similar to that of a hospital’s inpatient department.

As they exited the staircase, a metal gate blocked unauthorized personnel.

Sergeant Mars peered through the glass window in the metal gate and knocked on the door panel with his knuckles.

Before long, a sweet-looking little nurse hurried over, pushed open the gate, and threw herself into Sergeant Mars’s embrace.

Noland Lee raised his eyebrows slightly…

So this was the real reason Sergeant Mars was so attached to the life in the Legion, right!?!

What about the nonsense of combat thrill, the illusory Imperial glory, and anything compared to spending time with a girl?!

Just as the little nurse was about to say something to Mars, she suddenly noticed a stranger standing nearby, and a blush quickly spread from her cheeks to her ears…

“This is Noland Lee Jarvis, a member of my team.”

Mars pointed to the nurse hugging his arm and smiled apologetically:

“This is Melinda Rocard, a nurse here. Just call her Melinda, she doesn’t like people using her last name, she thinks it’s too masculine.”

Noland Lee raised both hands and gestured the difference in height between the two.

About ten centimeters apart.

Noland Lee nodded seriously:

“Not bad, not bad, very compatible. Just the right height difference for knowing each other inside out.”

Sergeant Mars looked confused, not quite understanding the meaning.

Nurse Melinda, on the other hand, hesitated for a moment before her adorable face turned completely red.

She clenched her small fists and hammered Mars’s chest before burying her face in his arms.

Finally, Sergeant Mars understood how suggestive Noland Lee’s words were…

“Hahaha- just a little joke.”

Well, the indigenous people of this world were really naive.

Noland Lee burst into laughter in front of the blushing couple.

After taking off his electric shock collar, his mood had been quite good.

The improvement in his mood wasn’t because he was now treated like a person, but because he had taken an important step toward freedom.

He was well aware that the Tatis Empire was closed-off and extremely xenophobic, reflecting the Emperor’s authoritarian rule at every turn.

As an unstable factor, if he did not seek to free himself from suffering, he would only face one outcome: annihilation..