The End

Many people were curious about how far the moon was from the ground, so they measured it while they were at it. The answer was 300,000 meters.

In other words, the moon was only three hundred kilometers from Earth!

384,000,000 meters.

300,000 meters.

Zhang Ping wrote two numbers on the ground. The first was the distance between Earth and the moon as he had known it in his previous life; the second was the distance between the moon and the ground in this world.

The difference was enormous.

If the moon really was that close, it would surely fall.

"You still believe that? We have the answer now. The moon is only three hundred kilometers away. Perhaps once we wake from this dream, I could build a castle on it and look down over the earth every day, taking in every view at a glance." Sitting beside Zhang Ping, Liu Sishan saw the numbers he had written and smiled.

Zhang Ping rubbed out the numbers. "I just don't understand why the moon hasn't fallen if it's so close to Earth."

"Perhaps an Emperor of ancient times made it." Liu Sishan gazed at the stone pillar leading to the moon and smiled faintly.

Zhang Ping looked up too. "How are you planning to destroy the moon?"

"It's much smaller than we expected, so several of our strongest will probably strike together. It's a shame you can't reach the moon even in Giant Form. Otherwise, you could join them," Liu Sishan replied.

Zhang Ping stood. "I'll go up and have a look."

He wrapped himself in Psychokinesis and flew rapidly upward alongside the stone pillar.

The pillar was roughly ten meters thick and reinforced by several abilities. Even the fierce winds high above could not shake it. Steps ran up its side;