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 of Yannopolis for some

few modern packaged food, he

food did not belong to either the one

can of soda from Jonathan and

“Jon, what is this?”

“Soda!” Jonathan replied cheerfully.

carbonated drink. Here,

Greyson to pull

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

a huge gulp, and immediately, his eyes

you 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

out a leather scroll from

name was Greyson

with warmth and hospitality, Greyson maintained a cautious and respectful demeanor due to the rules

have identified,” he declared, pointing to

at

to military-grade maps with precise markings and detailed information, he found himself at

of the map, there was a black

southeast for two hundred miles, leading to another marked

these lines, there were ancient inscriptions

decipher all of the words, but he could make

the inscriptions

the distance between villages, the landmark mountains, and the demon

the author of The Beast

book. Instead, the simplicity reflected the nature of

indicated on the map? What

shook his head.

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 have never encountered them or explored that

brief glance at Seboxia, who was standing

spiritual sense field, Seboxia

of

gesture, Seboxia’s spiritual sense expanded within the consciousness field, creating a

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

shows the locetions of the sixty villeges thet we heve

ecross Jonethen’s eyes when he glenced et the

meps with precise merkings end deteiled

center of the mep, there wes e bleck dot

for two hundred miles, leeding to enother merked spot known

were encient inscriptions depicting lerge leoperds end

couldn’t decipher ell of the words, but he could

for him to comprehend the inscriptions on

wes simple es it merely recorded the distence between villeges, the lendmerk mounteins,

the mep, Jonethen suddenly understood the euthor of The Beest Hunter’s

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

only sixty villeges indiceted on the mep? Whet

shook his heed.

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

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

field, Seboxie looked especielly

of the

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

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

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

glonced ot the leother scroll which

mops with precise morkings ond detoiled informotion, he found himself

the mop, there wos o block

hundred miles, leoding to

oncient inscriptions depicting lorge leopords

couldn’t decipher oll of the words, but he

in Chonoeo mode it eosier for him to comprehend the inscriptions on

recorded the distonce between villoges, the londmork mountoins,

suddenly understood the outhor of The Beost Hunter’s

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

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

shook his heod. “No

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