Cataclysmic Transformation Chapter 523: My name is Noah!

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At this time, the door was pushed open with a "creak--" and saw an old woman push the door and walk in. Seeing Ron waking up on the bed, she couldn't help being stunned. a bit.

"Are you awake?"

"You are--"

Ron looked at the slightly old face, he only felt very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere.

The old woman smiled faintly, slowly approached, and came to Ron's bed, "What, Ron, you forgot about me so soon?"

"I have seen her, I must have seen her, where is it?"

Ron, who had just woke up, was a little confused. At this moment, there was a flash of light in his mind, and he remembered.

Mystery shop, this old woman is no one else, she is the old woman from the mystery shop, he once bought a necklace there.

"You are Mary!" Ron finally recognized the person and called out her name, pleasantly surprised.

"Hehe, you finally recognized it!" Mary said with a smile.

Ron looked around and his body was intact, and asked questioningly, "Did you save me?"

"I don't have the ability to take people away in front of the dark dragon Raffield!" Mary laughed, "My master saved you!"

"Your master? Who is it? Do I know him?" Ron was even more puzzled. He knew a lot of people, but none of them were able to save him from Laffield.

"Could it be Riga? Or Aunt Wendini?" Ron felt "cocked" in his heart, but it didn’t look like the orc’s territory, and it didn’t look like the elves, and he also felt Liga Not too possible.

"Don't guess, you can't know my master..." As if seeing Ron's mind, Mary smiled calmly, "But the master told you to take you to see him as soon as you wake up. , If you have any questions, just ask him..."

"I don't know him? He saved me in Laffield's hands?" Ron became more and more confused. Hearing Mary's master wanted to see him, Ron nodded.

No matter who the other party is, it is still necessary to thank him in person for saving his life.

Ron was fainted for several days, and he just woke up with a rather indecent appearance. After convicting Mary, he washed himself in the room.

The cool water rushed on Ron's face, making him instantly awake. He looked at the water as if red blood was flowing.

He remembered that dream!

This dream is so real, what does it seem to indicate in the dark?

Dreams are illusory and real at the same time. The illusory dream is connected with the cruel reality. Ron almost believes that the Omros continent in the dream is the existence of real history.

The blazing flames in the Undercity, the countless corpses, and the blood accumulated in the creek.

Recalling all the dreams, Ron's heart flashed with intense hatred. Before he knew it, his mood changed dramatically.

Ron finished washing and opened the door. Mary had been waiting outside the door and saw him smile slightly, "Please follow me!"

This is a small courtyard, elegant but noble, the weather is very good, the sun shines on the body warm.

Went to meet a mysterious person who could rescue him in Laffield's hands, Ron couldn't help feeling a little nervous, and he became more curious about the person's identity.

A certain god's domain powerhouse?

There is only this explanation, otherwise, no one has such ability.

Ron followed Mary through a huge garden to a small house.

"That's it! Ron, go in by yourself!" Mary took Ron to the front of the little house, bowed slightly, and turned to leave.

Many aristocratic families are not allowed to enter without permission, and Ron also knows this rule.

Ron nodded, walked forward, and opened the door.

It was a small attic. Walking into the hall, there was a long staircase at his feet. Ron walked up the wooden staircase step by step to the second floor.

The second floor is a long corridor. At the end of the corridor is a small room. Ron was standing in front of the door of the room. He was about to knock on the door, but found that the door was hidden. He hesitated, or Decided to push the door in.

As soon as he entered the door, Ron was stunned for a moment, and saw neat rows of shelves in the wide room, piled up with a dazzling array of books neatly folded, like soldiers waiting to be inspected.

On the ground, there are still a large pile of unorganized books, piled together in disorder, as high as a hill.

His eyes swept across the room, but Ron did not find a half-person figure.

"Where is the man?" Ron was puzzled.

"You are here!"

At this time, Ron was startled by a voice, and only saw a figure looking up from the pile of books.

He was a middle-aged man, sweating profusely, his hair was a little messy, he looked very ordinary, he was wearing a nightgown-like roomy dress and he was wearing glasses.

With the spiritual knowledge of Ron's Necromancer, he actually didn't discover the existence of this person.

The mysterious middle-aged man said when he saw Ron, "Sorry, can you help me organize these books? I accidentally knocked down a bookshelf!"

The mysterious middle-aged man pointed to the bookshelf behind him and said.

"Okay!"

Ron agreed and nodded. He generally wouldn't refuse to help. Besides, the other party saved his life and should do something for him.

The two of them arranged on the ground the books piled up like a hill. Ron was responsible for stacking the books neatly and handing them to the middle-aged man, and then the middle-aged man put them on the shelf.

In the process, neither of them spoke, and they were doing their own things silently.

More than half an hour later, the two finally put the messy shelves up and looked at the neatly organized bookshelves. They both breathed a sigh of relief.

"I like reading books very much. I especially like collecting all kinds of books. It's just a small part of my collection... Haha, I made you laugh!"

The mysterious middle-aged man chuckled. He turned his head and smiled friendly at Ron, looking very approachable.

Ron couldn't imagine that this middle-aged man, who was as kind as the uncle next door, was the one who rescued him from Laffield.

"Thank you, Ron, I am not mistaken, you really are a warmhearted person!" said the mysterious middle-aged man.

"You are--"

The mysterious middle-aged man called out his name, which surprised Ron quite a bit. He confirmed that he had never seen this middle-aged man before.

"Haha, I almost forgot to introduce myself!" The middle-aged man smiled and pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, "Haha, Ron, get to know, my name is Noah!"

"Noah!"

Ron didn't feel much about the name at first, but then he suddenly seemed to think of something, his eyes widened.

Ron remembered the legend, the story of a **** envoy leading mankind to find a new world in ancient times. The protagonist of that story was named Noah.

"Could it be that he is..." Ron looked at Noah in a daze, with an unbelievable expression in his eyes.

The middle-aged man named Noah just smiled slightly, not surprised at Ron's shock.

"You are..." Ron took a step forward with excitement, and he blurted out, "You are the envoy of the gods who saved mankind in the legend-Lord Noah?"

As soon as the words were spoken, Ron knew what was wrong. The legend has been a hundred thousand years ago. How old is this human being?

It is undeniable that some sanctuary or gods are strong to extend their lives by enhancing their own strength, but no strong can live as long as 100,000 years, not even the gods.

Just as Ron was about to apologize for his absurd thoughts, Noah spoke, "Hehe, Ron, congratulations, you guessed it!"

"Ah--"

Ron opened his mouth wide enough to put an egg in. He looked at Noah and stood there blankly, his mind was blank.

"He... he is Noah... the **** envoy Noah who saved countless humans?"

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