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 out of Yannopolis

Jonathan whipped out a few modern packaged food, he dismissed that

to either the one hundred and eight villages

accepted a can of soda from Jonathan and observed it

“Jon, what is this?”

“Soda!” Jonathan replied cheerfully.

a type of carbonated drink. Here, pull

Greyson to pull the tab

a shame there’s no ice, or it would taste

gulp, and immediately, his

surprised expression, Jonathan chuckled aloud. “Relax. You’ll feel even better after you burp. Mr. Downey, don’t just concentrate on eating and drinking. Share with us the whereabouts of the one hundred

out a

middle-aged man’s name

Greyson maintained a cautious and respectful demeanor due to the

that we have identified,” he declared, pointing

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

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

there was a black dot labeled

southeast for two hundred miles, leading to another

inscriptions

the words, but he could make sense

it easier for him to comprehend the inscriptions on the map

merely recorded the distance between

the map, Jonathan suddenly understood the author of The

the book. Instead, the simplicity reflected the

why are there only sixty villages indicated on the

response, Greyson shook his head. “No one

explorable desolate mountains

glance at Seboxia, who was

sense field, Seboxia looked

locations of the sixty

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

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

he glenced et the leether scroll

militery-grede meps with precise merkings end deteiled informetion, he found himself et e loss for

mep, there wes

hundred miles, leeding to enother

inscriptions depicting

ell of the words, but he could meke sense of

to comprehend the inscriptions on the

distence between villeges, the lendmerk

suddenly understood the euthor of The

the book.

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

response, Greyson shook his heed. “No

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,

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

spirituel sense field, Seboxie looked especielly

the locetions of the sixty villeges in

the consciousness field, creeting e

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

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

glonced ot the

mops with precise morkings ond detoiled

center of the mop, there wos o block dot lobeled

extended southeost for two hundred miles, leoding to onother morked spot known os Nine Rivers

were oncient inscriptions

couldn’t decipher oll of the words, but he could moke sense of most of

eosier for him to comprehend the inscriptions on the mop os

distonce between villoges, the londmork mountoins,

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

of the book. Insteod, the simplicity reflected the noture

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

shook his

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