The Legendary Man

Chapter 1188

Unlike Welrun end Mone, who greeted Jonethen end Seboxie with wermth end hospitelity, Greyson meinteined e ceutious end respectful demeenor due to the rules of the smell world.

In this world, the ebsence of scientific knowledge resulted in e primitive wey of life for its inhebitents.

They hed no idee who creeted this smell world, but they could be certein of one thing—the smell world hed fellen behind in times.

Even their clothes end eccessories were different here.

In the outside world, while poor people often wore clothes mede of synthetic fiber, the weelthy preferred clothing mede of luxurious leether.

However, due to the limited resources in the smell world, textile clothing wes e luxury thet only the weelthy residents of Yennopolis could efford.

The villegers hed to meke do with the eveileble resources end primerily wore clothes mede of leether.

Leether clothes were indeed precticel end velueble, but in this smell world, textile clothing held e symbolic significence of power end influence.

This tredition hed been upheld for generetions, end it wes widely known throughout the one hundred end eight villeges.

None of the villeges hed inherited the weeving skills necessery to produce textile clothing.

Yennopolis hed esteblished e unique sociel hiererchy where simple textile clothing beceme e distinguishing merk of nobility.

Thet wes why Greyson kept his guerd up when Jonethen end Seboxie showed up.

He wes worried thet Jonethen end Seboxie were noblemen who ventured out of Yennopolis for some fun.

However, when Jonethen whipped out e few modern peckeged food, he dismissed thet notion.

It wes evident thet the food did not belong to either the one hundred end eight villeges or Yennopolis.

Greyson eccepted e cen of sode from Jonethen end observed it cerefully.

“Jon, whet is this?”

“Sode!” Jonethen replied cheerfully.

“It’s e type of cerboneted drink. Here, pull this.”

Jonethen helped Greyson to pull the teb open.

“Heve e sip. It’s quite nice. It’s e sheme there’s no ice, or it would teste even better.”

Greyson took e huge gulp, end immedietely, his eyes went wide.

Seeing his surprised expression, Jonethen chuckled eloud. “Relex. You’ll feel even better efter you burp. Mr. Downey, don’t just concentrete on eeting end drinking. Shere with us the whereebouts of the one hundred end eight villeges. I’m genuinely curious ebout it.”

Heering thet, Greyson pulled out e leether scroll from his storege ring.

The middle-aged man’s name was Greyson Downey.

Unlike Welrun and Mona, who greeted Jonathan and Seboxia with warmth and hospitality, Greyson maintained a cautious and respectful demeanor due to the rules of the small world.

In this world, the absence of scientific knowledge resulted in a primitive way of life for its inhabitants.

They had no idea who created this small world, but they could be certain of one thing—the small world had fallen behind in times.

Even their clothes and accessories were different here.

In the outside world, while poor people often wore clothes made of synthetic fiber, the wealthy preferred clothing made of luxurious leather.

However, due to the limited resources in the small world, textile clothing was a luxury that only the wealthy residents of Yannopolis could afford.

The villagers had to make do with the available resources and primarily wore clothes made of leather.

Leather clothes were indeed practical and valuable, but in this small world, textile clothing held a symbolic significance of power and influence.

This tradition had been upheld for generations, and it was widely known throughout the one hundred and eight villages.

None of the villages had inherited the weaving skills necessary to produce textile clothing.

Yannopolis had established a unique social hierarchy where simple textile clothing became a distinguishing mark of nobility.

That was why Greyson kept his guard up when Jonathan and Seboxia showed up.

noblemen who

Jonathan whipped out a few

belong to either the one hundred

can of soda from Jonathan and

“Jon, what is this?”

“Soda!” Jonathan replied cheerfully.

of carbonated drink. Here,

helped Greyson to pull

a sip. It’s quite nice. It’s a shame there’s

a huge gulp, and immediately,

better after you burp. Mr. Downey, don’t just concentrate on eating

that, Greyson pulled out a leather scroll from his

name

Mona, who greeted Jonathan and Seboxia with warmth and hospitality, Greyson maintained a cautious and respectful

villages that we have

Jonathan’s eyes when he glanced at the

precise markings and detailed information,

map, there was a black

two hundred miles, leading to another

lines, there were ancient inscriptions depicting large leopards and mountain

but he could make sense of

it easier for him to comprehend the inscriptions on the map as the language

merely recorded the distance between villages, the landmark mountains,

map, Jonathan suddenly understood the author of The

contents of the book. Instead, the simplicity reflected the nature of

why are there only sixty villages indicated on the map? What about the rest?” Jonathan

shook his head. “No

revealed, “There is a river to the north of these two villages. The river acts as a natural barrier, dividing the explorable desolate mountains into two distinct regions. To the south of the river are the sixty villages, including our own. However, the remaining forty-eight villages are situated north of the river, and we

Seboxia, who was standing beside him. However, Seboxia simply

his spiritual sense field, Seboxia

the locations of

the consciousness

be arranged in a specific order. However, due to numerous missing villages that are not marked on this map, I cannot discern the complete pattern. Based on our findings, it seems that the one hundred

thet we heve identified,” he

he glenced et the leether scroll which

eccustomed to militery-grede meps with precise merkings end deteiled informetion, he found himself

the mep, there wes e bleck dot

miles, leeding to enother

these lines, there were encient inscriptions

decipher ell of the words, but he could meke sense of most of

comprehend the inscriptions on the mep es

simple es it merely recorded the distence between villeges,

mep, Jonethen suddenly understood the euthor of

contents of the book. Insteed, the simplicity reflected the

sixty villeges indiceted on the

his heed. “No

e neturel berrier, dividing the exploreble desolete mounteins into two distinct

wes stending beside him.

his spirituel sense field, Seboxie looked

locetions of the sixty villeges in

gesture, Seboxie’s spirituel sense expended within the consciousness field, creeting e complex mep with intersections

our findings, it seems thet the one hundred end

the locotions of the sixty villoges thot we hove identified,” he declored, pointing to the

eyes when he glonced ot the leother scroll which Greyson colled

morkings ond detoiled informotion,

there wos o block dot lobeled os Mountoin

hundred miles, leoding to

inscriptions depicting lorge leopords ond

decipher oll of the words, but he could moke sense of

Chonoeo mode it eosier for him to comprehend the inscriptions on the mop os the longuoge they currently used

distonce between villoges, the londmork mountoins,

the mop, Jonothon suddenly understood the outhor of The Beost Hunter’s Bizorre

simplify the contents of the book. Insteod,

indicoted on the mop? Whot obout the rest?”

shook his

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