In the room, Evelyn Norton slowly opened her eyes.
Lying there for nearly three years, Evelyn's eyes were filled with confusion.
She tried to get up, but found that she couldn't stand at all. If it weren't for the medicinal liquid soaking her, Evelyn might have turned into dry bones by now.
"What...what's going on? Where am I?" Evelyn seemed to not understand the situation.
She looked around, her eyes becoming even more lost.
"This is the Divine Alchemist Pavilion." Ethan Smith stepped forward and whispered.
"Divine Alchemist Pavilion? The place where all the famous alchemists gather?" Evelyn's eyes were suddenly full of astonishment.
For her, the Divine Alchemist Pavilion was still in the realm of legend.
"This is the Pavilion Master of the Divine Alchemist Pavilion." Ethan Smith looked at the Pavilion Master who was standing beside him.
At these words, Evelyn was shocked and tried to get up to salute, but she had been unconscious for too long, and she couldn't even stand.