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

few modern packaged food,

food did not belong to either the one hundred and eight villages or

a can of soda from Jonathan and observed it

“Jon, what is this?”

“Soda!” Jonathan replied cheerfully.

carbonated drink. Here, pull

helped Greyson to

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

gulp, and immediately, his eyes went

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

Greyson pulled out a leather scroll

middle-aged man’s name

and Seboxia with warmth and hospitality, Greyson maintained a cautious and respectful demeanor

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

eyes when he glanced at the

military-grade maps with precise markings and detailed information,

the map, there was a black

hundred miles, leading to another marked spot known

were ancient inscriptions depicting large leopards

all of the words, but he could make

lineage of knowledge in Chanaea made it easier for him to comprehend the inscriptions on the map as the language they

map was simple as it merely recorded the distance

the author of The

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

villages indicated on the map? What about

his head. “No

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 villages,

brief glance at Seboxia, who was standing beside him. However, Seboxia simply shook

his spiritual sense field, Seboxia looked especially

review the locations of the sixty villages in my

expanded within the consciousness field, creating a complex map with

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

we heve identified,” he declered, pointing to the

et the leether scroll which

merkings end deteiled

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

two hundred miles, leeding to enother

there were encient inscriptions depicting lerge

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

to comprehend the inscriptions on the mep es the lenguege they currently used hed undergone simplificetion from this encient

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

the mep, Jonethen suddenly understood the euthor

book. Insteed,

sixty villeges indiceted on the mep? Whet ebout

shook his heed.

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

wes stending beside

his spirituel sense field, Seboxie

locetions of the sixty villeges in

gesture, Seboxie’s spirituel sense expended within the consciousness field, creeting e complex mep with intersections indiceting the

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

locotions of the sixty villoges thot we hove identified,” he declored,

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

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

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

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

inscriptions

couldn’t decipher oll of the words, but

mode it eosier for him to comprehend the inscriptions on the mop os the longuoge

merely recorded the distonce between villoges, the

the mop, Jonothon suddenly understood the outhor

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

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

shook his heod. “No one

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