Chapter 3701: Three Hundred and Thirty Thousand!!

"Ah... woo..."

A loud yawn came from the little fat man's mouth. This was his 38th yawn.

At this moment, the little fat man was still glowing all over, holding the big iron stick in both hands. The bronze beam was shining, flickering and jumping, as if it was traveling through the void and moving in a certain direction!

"So boring! Why hasn't Big Brother woken up yet!"

Yawning again, the little fat man looked to the side, where Ye Wuque was sitting quietly for ten days and ten nights, as if he had turned into a sculpture.

Since the bronze beam completely exploded and disappeared in the world of the Shenhuang King's Capital, it seemed to have entered a void, and the big iron stick seemed to have absorbed enough power, and no longer needed Ye Wuque to continue to inject the soul power of the Great Soul Saint of Silence.

Immediately, Ye Wuque walked to the side and sat down, closing his eyes, as if he was asleep.

On the other side, Huang Yangyun was also sitting down.

He looked more like a dead man than Ye Wuque, just leaning there, motionless, not knowing what he was doing, and no longer yelling excitedly.

One seemed to be asleep, and the other seemed to be dead.

So the little fat man was the only one left in the bronze beam, still "diligently" holding his big iron stick, bored, and naturally bored soon.

Gurgle!

Suddenly, a series of sounds came from the little fat man's stomach, and a trace of pity suddenly emerged on the little fat man's fat face!

"I'm hungry..."

"So hungry!"

"I miss something good!"

The little fat man looked bitter, but after looking around, he closed his mouth helplessly, and chose to shut up, but his stomach growled even more happily.

However, during the whole process, no matter what happened, the little fat man held the big iron stick tightly with both hands, never relaxing for a moment, for fear that something would happen, which shows that the little fat man is still quite reliable.

Until a certain moment!

Ye Wuque, who had been sitting cross-legged quietly, suddenly had his eyelids twitch slightly, and then his eyes slowly opened again, with a deep feeling inside.

Before, Ye Wuque had been controlling his soul clone, and all his perceptions were left on his soul clone. At this moment, the soul clone left in the Shenhuang Dynasty has dissipated, and all perceptions have naturally returned.

"Not in the same plane... Not in the same world..."

The answer that Ye Wuque got from the mysterious creature was the one that made him most concerned. He didn't expect that there was such a long distance between here and that starry sky.

And now he doesn't even have the qualifications to go back!

However, the only thing that made Ye Wuque feel at ease was that since that starry sky was no longer in the same plane as here and was extremely far away, it meant that there would be no danger.

"I must become stronger! The peerless human king and the great soul saint of annihilation are far from enough!"

Suppressing a trace of melancholy in his heart, Ye Wuque's heart became firm again. After the answer from the mysterious creature, his state of mind became calmer and more peaceful, but the fire in the depths of his eyes was burning!

"Brother! You finally woke up!! Great! I'm almost bored to death!"

The little fat man's excited voice sounded!

Ye Wuque stood up immediately, first glanced at Huang Yangyun who looked like a dead man, then looked at the little fat man and said: "How long has it been?"

"Ten days and ten nights! Brother, are you really asleep? Are you tired? I... Gurgle!"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the sound from his stomach. The little fat man immediately showed a sense of grievance and said: "Brother, did you hear it? I'm so hungry! I want to eat! Brother, there's nothing delicious? Give me some first!"

Ye Wuque was speechless!

But he still flipped his right hand, and suddenly a large bag of fragrant dried meat appeared in his hand. The fragrance immediately spread, making the little fat man's eyes widen and drool!

This is some dried meat left by Ye Wuque before, as dry food.

"Jerky!! Roar! Big brother, give me a bite! Hurry!"

The little fat man immediately shouted impatiently!

Taking out a large handful, Ye Wuque stuffed it directly into the little fat man's mouth, filling his mouth immediately, and his cheeks were bulging. If it were an ordinary person, he would probably choke to death, but the little fat man's eyes were shining, his mouth was chewing, and his face was full of intoxicated enjoyment.

After feeding the little fat man seven or eight mouthfuls of jerky, Ye Wuque stopped.

"It smells so good!! I want to eat more! Big brother, do you have any more?"

"No more."

Ye Wuque spoke in a bad mood, which immediately made the little fat man feel a little unsatisfied, but with this large bag of jerky as a base, the little fat man was finally not so hungry and recovered a lot of energy.

Ye Wuque turned around, lowered his bright eyes and looked directly at Huang Yangyun, who seemed to be dead!

Swish!

The motionless Huang Yangyun's body suddenly trembled, and he opened his eyes with a start, looking at Ye Wuque, with a look of fear that could not be concealed on his face!

The power of the Great Soul Saint of Silence is unfathomable, and it can capture the mind even without taking action!

"You said before that the world of the Shenhuang Dynasty is a miniature replica of the real outside world? Then what is the distribution of the real outside world like? What is it called?"

The reason why Huang Yangyun was kept alive and not taken action was because he was still useful. Ye Wuque naturally wanted to make use of his remaining heat at this moment.

Hearing Ye Wuque's indifferent voice, Huang Yangyun no longer kept it a secret, and said in a hoarse throat: "The name of the real outside world is... Shenhuang!"

Ye Wuque's eyes flashed!

"The reason why I founded a dynasty in that broken and illusory world and named it the 'Shenhuang Dynasty' is to commemorate the real outside world, my real hometown!"

"The real outside world is the real...Shenhuang!"

Huang Yangyun explained with a hint of sigh and emotion.

"In other words, there are 90,000 states in the Shenhuang Dynasty, so there are also 90,000 states in the real Shenhuang?"

Ye Wuque spoke immediately.

"No!"

But Huang Yangyun shook his head slowly, revealing an undisguised mockery on his face, and said: "How can a virtual and broken world contained in a treasure land be compared with the real Shenhuang?"

"Although I don't know who created the 90,000 states in that virtual and broken world, it is obvious that he only made a poor semi-finished product!"

"The real Shenhuang is vast and boundless, far-reaching, and boundless, and it is impossible to guess!"

"A full... 330,000 states!!"

Huang Yangyun spoke proudly and gave a truth that shocked Ye Wuque's heart! !

330,000 states! !

It is more than three times more than the 90,000 states of the Shenhuang Dynasty!

"And I can tell you accurately that in the real Shenhuang land, any of the 330,000 states is large enough to be comparable to the 30,000 states in that illusory and broken world!!"

"That is to say, even if the so-called 90,000 states of the Shenhuang Dynasty are added together, even including the Shenhuang King, it is at most only as large as three or four states in the real outside Shenhuang!"

Huang Yangyun spoke again, with a sense of pride, and revealed another shocking truth!

The little fat man was also stunned and gasped!

"Hiss! So big??"

And Ye Wuque was also shocked!

However, he couldn't help stroking the Yuanyang Ring, and finally understood one thing!

"No wonder there is no 'Qingjing Province' among the 90,000 states of the Shenhuang Dynasty. I can't find it no matter how hard I try!"

"It seems that this 'Qingjing Province' actually refers to the real Shenhuang, one of the 330,000 states!"

"So that means that the old man who said he owed me a favor in the Jiujie Valley dungeon and gave me the token is actually from... the real Shenhuang!!"

When he thought of this, a hint of depression flashed in Ye Wuque's eyes.

When he saw the mysterious creature before, he didn't think of this at all, so naturally he didn't ask.