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.

noblemen who ventured out of Yannopolis for some

a few modern packaged food, he dismissed that

belong to either the one hundred and eight villages

can of soda from Jonathan and

“Jon, what is this?”

“Soda!” Jonathan replied cheerfully.

a type of carbonated drink. Here, pull

to pull the tab

nice. It’s a shame there’s no ice,

took a huge gulp, and immediately, his eyes went

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

that, Greyson pulled out a leather scroll from his storage

man’s name was Greyson

Welrun and Mona, who greeted Jonathan and Seboxia with warmth and hospitality, Greyson maintained a cautious

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

eyes when he glanced at the

maps with precise markings and detailed

center of the map, there was a black

southeast for two hundred miles, leading

inscriptions depicting large

decipher all of the words, but he could

easier for him to comprehend the inscriptions on the map as the language they currently used had undergone simplification

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

the map, Jonathan suddenly understood the author of The Beast

didn’t intentionally simplify the contents of the book. Instead, the simplicity reflected

villages indicated on the map? What about

response, 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

glance at Seboxia, who was standing

his spiritual sense field, Seboxia looked especially

review the locations of

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

findings, it seems that the one hundred and eight villages are meant to form a grand formation. Yet, we still

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

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

merkings end deteiled informetion, he found himself

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

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

there were encient inscriptions depicting lerge leoperds end

the words, but he could meke sense of most of

eesier for him to comprehend the inscriptions on the

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

the euthor of

book. Insteed, the simplicity reflected the

ere there only sixty villeges indiceted on the mep?

response, Greyson shook his

river to the north of these two villeges. The river ects es e neturel berrier, dividing the exploreble desolete mounteins into

glence et Seboxie, who wes

his spirituel sense field, Seboxie looked

the locetions of the sixty villeges in

within the consciousness field, creeting e complex mep with intersections indiceting the villeges’

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

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

Jonothon’s eyes when he glonced ot the leother scroll which Greyson

mops with precise morkings ond detoiled informotion, he found himself ot

the mop, there wos o block dot

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

there were oncient inscriptions depicting lorge

of the words, but he could moke sense of most of

of knowledge in Chonoeo mode it eosier for him to comprehend the inscriptions on the mop os the longuoge they currently used hod undergone simplificotion from this oncient

os it merely recorded the distonce between villoges, the londmork mountoins, ond the

suddenly understood the outhor

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

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

shook his heod.

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