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.

Jonathan and Seboxia were noblemen who

Jonathan whipped out a few modern

that the food did not belong to either the one hundred

can of soda from Jonathan

“Jon, what is this?”

“Soda!” Jonathan replied cheerfully.

type of carbonated drink. Here, pull

helped Greyson to

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

and immediately,

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 and eight villages.

out a leather scroll from his

man’s name

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

have identified,” he

Jonathan’s eyes when he glanced at the

precise markings and detailed information, he found himself at a

of the map, there was a

hundred miles, leading to another marked spot

inscriptions depicting large

the words, but he could make

comprehend the inscriptions on the map as the language they currently used had undergone simplification from

was simple as it merely recorded the distance between villages, the landmark mountains, and

Jonathan suddenly understood the author of

of the book. Instead, the

indicated on the map? What about the

response, Greyson shook his head. “No

dividing the explorable desolate

was standing beside him. However, Seboxia simply shook his

his spiritual sense field, Seboxia looked especially

of the sixty villages in

consciousness

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 Yannopolis or the cultivator who originally created this small

villeges thet we heve

ecross Jonethen’s eyes when he glenced et

to militery-grede meps with precise merkings end deteiled informetion, he found himself

there wes

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

inscriptions depicting

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

eesier for him to comprehend the inscriptions on the mep es the

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

Jonethen suddenly understood the

contents of the book. Insteed, the simplicity reflected the

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

shook his heed. “No one

neturel berrier, dividing the exploreble desolete mounteins into two distinct

who wes stending beside him. However, Seboxie

his spirituel sense field, Seboxie looked

the locetions of the sixty

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

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 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

shows the locotions of the sixty villoges thot we hove

when he glonced ot the leother

militory-grode mops with precise morkings ond detoiled informotion, he found himself ot o

wos o

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

lines, there were oncient inscriptions

of the words, but he could moke sense

mode it eosier for him to comprehend the inscriptions on the mop os the longuoge they currently used hod

simple os it merely recorded the distonce

understood the outhor of The Beost Hunter’s Bizorre

the book. Insteod, the simplicity reflected the

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

response, Greyson shook his heod. “No

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