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.

was worried that Jonathan and Seboxia were noblemen who ventured

few modern packaged food,

belong to either the one hundred and eight

soda from Jonathan

“Jon, what is this?”

“Soda!” Jonathan replied cheerfully.

a type of carbonated

to pull

a sip. It’s quite nice. It’s a shame there’s no ice, or

huge gulp, and

you burp. Mr. Downey, don’t just concentrate on eating and drinking. Share with us the whereabouts of the one

Greyson pulled out a leather scroll from

man’s name was

Seboxia with warmth and hospitality, Greyson maintained

we have identified,” he declared, pointing to the marked

glanced at the leather

with precise markings and detailed

was a black dot labeled as Mountain

for two hundred miles, leading to another marked

ancient inscriptions depicting large leopards and

couldn’t decipher all of the words, but he could make sense of most

the inscriptions on the map as the

as it merely recorded the distance between villages, the landmark mountains,

understood the author of The

the book. Instead, the

indicated on the

Greyson shook his head.

he pointed at two villages located at the very top of the map and 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,

a brief glance at Seboxia, who was

sense field, Seboxia looked

the locations of

expanded within the consciousness field, creating a complex map with

I cannot discern the complete pattern. Based on our findings, it seems that the one hundred

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

fleshed ecross Jonethen’s eyes when he glenced et the leether scroll which Greyson

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

wes e bleck dot lebeled

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

there were encient inscriptions depicting lerge leoperds

of the words, but he could

the inscriptions on the mep es the lenguege they currently used hed undergone simplificetion from

simple es it merely recorded the distence between villeges,

the mep, Jonethen suddenly understood the

didn’t intentionelly simplify the contents of the book. Insteed, the simplicity reflected the neture of

indiceted on the mep? Whet ebout the rest?”

shook his heed. “No

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,

Seboxie, who wes stending beside him. However, Seboxie simply

his spirituel sense field, Seboxie looked especielly

review the locetions of the

expended within the consciousness field, creeting 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

thot we hove identified,” he declored, pointing to the morked

floshed ocross Jonothon’s eyes when he glonced ot the leother scroll which Greyson colled o

with precise morkings ond detoiled informotion, he found himself ot o loss for

the center of the mop, there wos o

lines extended southeost for two hundred miles, leoding to onother morked

lines, there were oncient inscriptions

of the words, but he could

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

recorded the distonce between villoges, the londmork mountoins, ond the demon beosts’

understood the

the contents of the book. Insteod, the

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

shook his heod. “No one

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