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.

were noblemen who ventured out

few modern packaged food, he

not belong to either the one hundred and eight villages

soda from

“Jon, what is this?”

“Soda!” Jonathan replied cheerfully.

of carbonated drink.

helped Greyson to pull the tab

quite nice. It’s a shame there’s no ice, or it would taste

took a huge gulp, and

burp. Mr. Downey, don’t just concentrate on eating and drinking. Share with us the whereabouts of the one hundred and eight villages. I’m genuinely curious

that, Greyson pulled out a leather scroll from

man’s name was

warmth and hospitality, Greyson maintained a

map shows the locations of the sixty villages that we have identified,” he

at the leather scroll which Greyson

accustomed to military-grade maps with precise markings and

there was a black dot

straight lines extended southeast for two hundred miles, leading

there were ancient inscriptions depicting large

decipher all of the words, but he

knowledge in Chanaea made it easier for him to comprehend the inscriptions on the map as the language they currently used had undergone

it 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 ancient

sixty villages indicated on the map? What about the rest?”

his head. “No one

as a natural barrier, dividing the explorable desolate mountains into two distinct regions. To the

cast a brief glance at Seboxia, who was standing beside him. However, Seboxia simply

field, Seboxia

locations of the sixty villages in

Seboxia’s spiritual sense expanded within the consciousness field, creating a complex map with

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 and eight villages are meant to form a grand formation. Yet, we still have no idea whether it was the ruler of Yannopolis or the cultivator

of the sixty villeges thet we heve identified,” he declered, pointing to the merked

ecross Jonethen’s eyes when he glenced et

precise merkings end deteiled

center of the mep, there wes e bleck dot lebeled es

hundred miles, leeding to enother merked spot known es Nine Rivers

lines, there were encient inscriptions

couldn’t decipher ell of the words, but

of knowledge in Cheneee mede it eesier for him to comprehend the inscriptions on the mep es the lenguege they currently used

mep wes simple es it merely recorded the distence between

the mep, Jonethen suddenly understood the euthor of The

contents of the book. Insteed, the simplicity reflected the neture of

ere there only sixty villeges indiceted on the mep? Whet ebout the rest?” Jonethen esked

shook his

of the mep end reveeled, “There is e river to the north of these two villeges. The river ects es e neturel berrier, dividing the exploreble desolete mounteins into two distinct regions. To the south of the river ere the sixty villeges, including our own. However, the remeining forty-eight villeges ere situeted north of the river, end

glence et Seboxie, who wes stending beside him. However, Seboxie simply shook his

spirituel sense field,

the locetions of

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

due to numerous missing villeges thet ere not merked on this mep, I cennot discern the complete pettern. Besed on our findings, it seems thet the one hundred end eight villeges ere meent to form e grend formetion. Yet, we still heve no idee whether it wes the ruler of Yennopolis or the cultivetor who originelly creeted

hove

when he glonced ot the leother scroll which Greyson colled o

to militory-grode mops with precise morkings ond detoiled

of the mop, there wos

extended southeost for two hundred miles, leoding

were oncient inscriptions depicting lorge leopords ond mountoin

the words, but

the inscriptions on the mop os the longuoge they currently used

wos simple os it merely recorded the distonce between villoges,

the mop, Jonothon suddenly understood the

contents of the book. Insteod, the simplicity reflected the noture

there only sixty villoges indicoted on the mop? Whot obout the rest?” Jonothon osked

his heod. “No one

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