Foreign Land Reclamation By a Vegetable-growing Skeleton-Chapter 1699: After modification - 1260 - So Large That It Has No Meaning To Calculate

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Chapter 1699: After modification: Chapter 1260 - So Large That It Has No Meaning To Calculate

"What a huge tree!" Upon seeing the silhouette, Luther, Lightning, and Negris were unanimously shocked.

Negris turned to Ange and asked, "Ange, how big is it?"

Ange didn’t provide a direct measurement result. Instead, he rarely tilted his head, carefully examining for a moment before saying, "The crown, projection area, roughly one trillion square kilometers, volume, can’t measure."

"Pfft... One... Trillion... Square kilometers? You actually can’t measure it?" Ange’s words managed to shock Negris three times consecutively.

Ange actually couldn’t measure the size of this tree? This had never happened before; the Ring of Balance measures everything, even spatial distortions, and now it can’t measure a tree?

"One trillion square kilometers? Lord Nage, how big is that?" Lightning asked blankly, and the others exchanged glances, even Anthony was no exception.

Sometimes numbers are so large that they easily exceed the understanding range of normal people, causing everyone to be indifferent to them.

Say one square kilometer, everyone understands; a square one kilometer long and one kilometer wide is one square kilometer, walking one kilometer takes about ten to twenty minutes.

Say ten thousand square kilometers, Anthony can understand; a square one hundred kilometers long and one hundred kilometers wide is ten thousand square kilometers, walking one hundred kilometers takes several days.

But say one billion square kilometers, even Anthony would be dumbfounded; he can’t imagine how big such an area is.

Negris said, "The surface area of the Master Plane is about two hundred million square kilometers."

Lightning and Luther were blank-faced, but Anthony was astonished: "This... Does the area of the tree crown match the combined size of five thousand Master Planes?"

Lightning and Luther immediately became astonished too; they didn’t understand one trillion, but they understood five thousand Master Planes.

"Is it... really that big? What is surface area?" Luther asked tremblingly.

Negris also curiously asked, "Why surface area, can’t you measure its volume?"

Ange shook his head, "The crown, its branches and trunk, not its roots."

When Ange said ’its,’ he pointed to the Little Tree Man.

"Hiss—this is the parasitic state? That vine has grown together with it? How to save it? Can’t even disassemble it, forget it, Little Angel, let’s go home and forget this job," Negris sucked in cold air.

Negris hadn’t expected that this was already the Ancient Man Snake’s parasitic state; from the outside, it couldn’t be distinguished, it was simply a tree, with no parasitic traces. freeweɓnøvel~com

If not for Ange, who could tell these were two different entities? Not only others couldn’t tell, probably even the Celestial Descendant Clan couldn’t distinguish.

For ordinary trees and vines, no matter how tightly parasitic, find a plane and scrape, always able to scrape off the parasitic stuff, but this tree in front was absurdly large, with a crown projection area equivalent to five thousand Master Planes.

Just measuring area already results in such a gigantic figure; measuring volume, even Ange couldn’t manage, separating them would be an unimaginable workload.

Yaya—yaya—yaya—The Little Tree Man shook his head, quickly hugging Luther’s arm.

The two bodies intertwined, and Ange couldn’t measure it, so Negris had to rephrase the question, "How big are they combined together? Can you not measure even this?"

Ange still shook his head, "Below, bigger, unseen."

"Hiss—" Not only Negris, but Luther, Lightning, and Anthony also sucked in cold air together; now the tree crown already reached the size of five thousand Master Planes, with unmeasurable volume, and an even larger part underneath?

Luther was stunned for a while, suddenly saying, "I know why it is called the Tree of Ten Thousand Realms; such a big tree, every branch can accommodate millions of people, every tree lump can house a Master Plane, isn’t it just ten thousand worlds."

"Uh, is that the meaning? Is that what ’Ten Thousand Realms’ means?" Negris looked at Ange.

Ange shook his head.

Negris breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately not; if ’Ten Thousand Realms’ referred to every tree lump, every branch, that would be too mundane.

Just the volume alone already stunned everyone into silence; as Gampasa descended, everyone became more clearly aware of its enormity.

"Its leaf alone is as large as the whole Goddess of Beauty Desert, oh heavens, how many leaves are there here? It’s far more than five thousand Master Planes; it’s layered, overlapping, fifty thousand Master Planes can fit." Negris said in shock.

Ange glanced over, measuring only its projection area, but the tree leaves had overlapping parts; if every leaf was measured, surface area would increase by ten times without a problem, and since leaves are double-sided, accounting for the reverse side would double it again...

This number was already so large, it had had no meaningful calculation, only to know that any single leaf, on one side alone, was as large as the entire Goddess of Beauty Desert.

No one remembers what the Goddess of Beauty Desert used to be called, anyway after Goddess of Beauty City was established, the whole desert was renamed, everyone calls it that, and eventually even the Goddess of Beauty City people had to change their mouth to call it.

The whole desert stretches over two thousand kilometers east-west, over a thousand kilometers north-south...

Gampasa descended onto this leaf, choosing it because there were the most active creatures here.

But the so-called most, placed onto a two thousand by one thousand kilometer plane, density truly resembled that of a desert.

Ange and the others disembarked from Gampasa, landing on the leaf, the process happening silently, and no other Celestial Descendant clans noticed them.

Ange reached out to wipe the ground, only to end up with a handful of ash, then his eyes lit up, quickly collecting the ground’s layer of ash.

Negris immediately had an ominous premonition, "Ange, won’t these be insect ash?"

Ange shook his head, but then quickly nodded.

"Got it, not insect ash, but can be used like insect ash, right? Now you can play around with them." Negris powerlessly gazed toward the endless leaf surface.

If these ashes had the effect of insect ash, Ange would never lack fertilizer again, but this would take ages to scrape.

Luckily Ange only collected a bit and then stopped, turning to dig a hole, and don’t be fooled, while this might be a leaf, it was harder than any steel on the Master Plane.

Getting a hole dug, Ange enclosed it with Origin Power, creating a sealed space and injecting air inside, reducing the temperature to normal levels, then manifested an insect egg.

Amidst Ange’s intense work, Gampasa suddenly lay down, using its body to cover Ange and the others, pretending to gaze at the sky casually.

A voice came from a distance, "Huh, is it really you, Little Papa? How did you get here? Who brought you here? What are you hiding behind you?"

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