The highest mountain in the Divine Land, Kunlun's summit, stood only twenty li high. And aside from the Holy Dragon Abyss, the deepest natural ocean trench was only twenty li deep.
If the terrain had affected the measurements, then the margin of error should not have exceeded a hundred li.
Furthermore, due to the rotation of the Divine Land's Houtu, its equatorial radius was slightly greater than its polar radius, but the difference was only a few hundred li.
But now, the greatest and smallest radii measured by the cultivators of the Divine Land differed by more than two thousand li.
In other words, this planet was very likely irregularly shaped.
But that violated all kinds of laws governing the circulation of heavenly bodies.
That was very strange.
Although they had absolute confidence in their own observations, several cultivators from the Mysterious Star Observatory wavered when they saw these figures.
Zhu Jiamei and Ye Moli stated that they would conduct another measurement at noon on the next Tian-Nan day, roughly four days later.
Meanwhile, Ai Qinglan's obstacle had yet to be overcome.
To Bosо, helping Ai Qinglan tie those virtual knots was like playing a boring game. He could not use those virtual knots to make traditional Nan Clan rope knots, nor did he understand the purpose of doing so.
Ai Qinglan felt as though she was about to go mad. She was now trying to teach Bosо some knowledge of the Path of Living Beings. But the knowledge of the human race and the philosophy of the Nan Clan seemed naturally at odds. Bosо simply could not understand what any of it was supposed to mean.
Ai Qinglan had not specifically trained herself to speak the Nan Clan language, so she often failed to convey what she meant. Chen