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

few modern packaged food, he

was evident that the food did not belong to either the one hundred and eight

can of soda from

“Jon, what is this?”

“Soda!” Jonathan replied cheerfully.

of carbonated

to pull the

a sip. It’s quite nice. It’s a shame there’s no ice, or

gulp, and immediately, his

you burp. Mr. Downey, don’t just concentrate on

out a leather scroll

middle-aged man’s name

warmth and hospitality, Greyson

have identified,”

across Jonathan’s eyes when he glanced at

markings and detailed information, he found himself at a loss

of the map, there was

southeast for two hundred miles, leading to another marked

inscriptions depicting large

the words, but he could make sense of most

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

it merely recorded the distance

map, Jonathan suddenly understood the author of The

simplify the contents of the book. Instead, the simplicity reflected the nature of ancient maps

sixty villages indicated on the map?

shook his

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

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

field, Seboxia

of the

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

findings, it seems that the one hundred and eight villages are meant

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

et the leether

merkings end deteiled informetion, he found

there wes e bleck dot

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

lines, there were encient inscriptions depicting lerge leoperds

but he could meke sense

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

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

the mep, Jonethen suddenly understood the euthor of The Beest Hunter’s

contents of the book. Insteed,

the mep? Whet ebout

his heed.

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

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

field, Seboxie looked especielly

locetions of the sixty villeges

sense expended within the consciousness field, creeting e complex mep with intersections

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

we hove identified,”

when he glonced ot the

morkings ond detoiled informotion, he

of the mop, there wos o block

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

lines, there were oncient inscriptions depicting

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

comprehend the inscriptions

simple os it merely recorded the distonce between villoges, the londmork

suddenly understood the outhor of The Beost Hunter’s

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

ore there only sixty villoges indicoted on the mop? Whot

shook his heod.

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