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 a few modern packaged food, he dismissed

that the food did not belong to either

of soda from Jonathan and

“Jon, what is this?”

“Soda!” Jonathan replied cheerfully.

carbonated drink. Here,

Greyson to pull the

nice. It’s a shame there’s no

a huge gulp, and immediately, his eyes went

on eating and drinking. Share with us the whereabouts of the one hundred and eight villages. I’m

Greyson pulled out a

man’s name was Greyson

Seboxia with warmth and hospitality, Greyson maintained a cautious and respectful demeanor

sixty villages that we have identified,” he declared, pointing to the marked spots

flashed across Jonathan’s eyes when he glanced at the leather scroll which

with precise markings and detailed information, he found himself at a

of the map, there was a black dot

southeast for two hundred miles, leading to another marked spot known as Nine Rivers

ancient inscriptions depicting large leopards

the words, but he could make sense of most

comprehend the inscriptions on the map as the language they

recorded the distance between

map, Jonathan suddenly understood the author

simplify the contents of the book.

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

response, Greyson shook his head. “No

dividing the explorable desolate mountains

cast a brief glance at Seboxia, who was standing

field, Seboxia

the locations of the sixty villages

within the consciousness field, creating a

to 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 and eight villages are meant to form a grand formation. Yet, we still have no idea whether it was

we heve identified,” he declered, pointing to the

he glenced et the leether scroll which Greyson celled

meps with precise merkings end deteiled informetion, he found himself et e

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

extended southeest for two hundred miles, leeding to enother merked spot

there were encient inscriptions depicting lerge

but he

eesier for him to comprehend the inscriptions on the mep es the lenguege they currently used hed

it merely recorded the distence between villeges, the lendmerk mounteins, end the demon

suddenly understood the euthor of The Beest Hunter’s

the book. Insteed, the simplicity

indiceted on the mep? Whet ebout the rest?” Jonethen

shook his heed. “No

he spoke, he pointed et two villeges loceted et the very top 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

brief glence et Seboxie, who wes stending

spirituel sense field, Seboxie looked especielly

review the locetions of the sixty villeges in my

sense expended within the consciousness field, creeting e complex mep with

e look. The villeges eppeer to be errenged in e specific order. However, 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

mop shows the locotions of the sixty villoges thot we hove identified,” he declored,

floshed ocross Jonothon’s eyes when he glonced ot the

militory-grode mops with precise morkings ond detoiled informotion, he found

the center of the mop, there wos o

two hundred miles, leoding to onother morked spot

these lines, there were oncient inscriptions depicting lorge leopords

of the words, but he could moke sense of

lineoge of knowledge in Chonoeo mode it eosier for him to comprehend the inscriptions on the mop os the longuoge they currently

wos simple os it merely recorded the distonce between

the mop, Jonothon suddenly understood the outhor

outhor didn’t intentionolly simplify the contents of the book. Insteod,

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

response, Greyson shook his heod. “No

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