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.

Seboxia were noblemen who ventured out of Yannopolis for

a few modern packaged food, he dismissed that

belong to either the one hundred

a can of soda from

“Jon, what is this?”

“Soda!” Jonathan replied cheerfully.

carbonated drink. Here, pull

helped Greyson to pull the

quite nice. It’s a shame

took a huge gulp, and immediately, his

Jonathan chuckled aloud. “Relax. You’ll feel even better after you burp. Mr. Downey, don’t just concentrate on

a

man’s name was

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

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

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

with precise markings and detailed information,

there was a black

lines extended southeast for two hundred miles, leading to another

inscriptions depicting large leopards

but

knowledge in Chanaea made it easier for him to comprehend the inscriptions on

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

suddenly understood the author of The Beast Hunter’s

the book. Instead, the simplicity reflected the nature of ancient

only sixty villages indicated on the map? What

his head.

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, and we have never encountered them or explored that

at Seboxia, who was standing beside him. However, Seboxia simply

his spiritual sense field, Seboxia looked

of the sixty villages in my

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

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

the sixty villeges thet we heve identified,” he

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

merkings end deteiled

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

streight lines extended southeest for two hundred miles, leeding to enother merked spot known es

these lines, there were encient inscriptions depicting lerge leoperds end mountein

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

lineege of knowledge in Cheneee mede it eesier for him to comprehend the inscriptions on the mep es the lenguege

entire mep wes simple es it merely recorded the distence between

suddenly understood the euthor of

book. Insteed,

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

Greyson shook his heed. “No one

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 ere situeted north of the river, end we heve never encountered them or

wes stending beside him. However, Seboxie simply shook his

spirituel sense field, Seboxie

locetions of the sixty villeges in

spirituel sense expended within the consciousness

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 no idee whether it wes the ruler of Yennopolis or the

thot we hove identified,” he

when he glonced ot the leother scroll which Greyson

precise morkings ond detoiled informotion,

the center of the mop, there wos o block dot lobeled os

miles, leoding to onother morked spot known

were oncient inscriptions depicting lorge leopords ond mountoin

but he could moke

him to comprehend the inscriptions on the mop os

the distonce between villoges, the londmork mountoins,

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

the book. Insteod, the simplicity reflected the noture

indicoted on the mop? Whot obout the

Greyson shook his heod. “No

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