I will make Qin Shi Huang immortal in the Great Qin Dynasty.

Qin Tian's gaze returned to the magnificent starry river in his palm.

He then pointed to a spiral arm in the picture of the Milky Way, the one where the solar system is located.

"The stars we can see when we look up are mostly on the Orion Arm, the one we're on right now. The Milky Way has several other arms, such as the Perseus Arm, the Sagittarius Arm, and the Scuti-Centaurus Arm. The stars on those arms are too far away to be seen with the naked eye; you need special tools to observe them."

Ying Zheng's gaze followed Qin Tian's finger and fell upon the spiral arms.

Those spiral arms also contain countless stars, countless stars that shine as brightly as the sun.

Their light traveled through the vast interstellar space, reaching Earth and into his eyes.

But the light was too weak, too weak for his naked eye to perceive.

They have always been there, since the day he was born, since the day his ancestors were born.

They have been shining, they have been illuminating, they have been waiting to be seen.

"How many stars are there in the Milky Way?" Qin Tian's next question made the air in the entire hall freeze.

"Approximately three hundred billion."

The hall was so quiet that the faint crackling of the candlelight could be heard.

Ying Zheng's pupils contracted sharply for a moment, then slowly dilated again.

His solar system is not even a speck of dust in the Milky Way.

His Earth, that blue planet that has nurtured countless lives, is not even a speck of dust in the Milky Way.

And what is Ying Zheng, the First Emperor of Qin, the emperor who swept across the six kingdoms and unified the world, standing on a tiny piece of land on a planet that is not even a speck of dust?

Meng Yi stood to the side, completely motionless, as if nailed to the ground.

His eyes were wide open, so wide that the corners of his eyes hurt slightly, but his gaze was unfocused. His pupils reflected the magnificent starry sky, but his brain had stopped functioning.

His Majesty, his Great Qin, is but a piece of land on one of three hundred billion planets.

Meng Yi felt like his brain wasn't working properly.

He felt that everything he had learned, all the principles he knew, and all the common sense he believed in since birth was insignificant in the face of the words "300 billion".

Three hundred billion.

This world is too big.

It was so big that his brain couldn't contain it.

Qin Tian glanced at Ying Zheng and Meng Yi's expressions, a slight smile playing on his lips, but said nothing.

The image above his palm began to change again.

The Milky Way is shrinking, shrinking, and shrinking again.

The enormous galaxy, composed of three hundred billion stars, which had just spanned the entire field of vision, became smaller and smaller, more and more insignificant in view.

The light changed from a band of light to a spot of light, from a spot of light to a point of light, and finally to a nearly invisible speck of dust.

At the same time, countless points of light appeared in the void.

Every point of light is a galaxy, and every galaxy contains hundreds of billions or even trillions of stars.

Some of those points of light floated alone in the empty space, some gathered in groups of three or five, some were tightly packed together in hundreds or thousands, and some formed huge filamentary structures that stretched for hundreds of millions of light-years.

They were all different colors, shapes, and sizes, but on Qin Tian's palm, they were all tiny, faint specks of light.

"Brother Zheng, at this moment, every little point of light is a galaxy just like the Milky Way. Some are larger than the Milky Way, some are smaller, some are spiral galaxies like the Milky Way, some are elliptical galaxies, and some are irregular galaxies."

He paused, his tone becoming more serious.

"The largest galaxy contains trillions of stars."

Trillions.

Ying Zheng's breathing stopped completely.

Trillions of stars.

He was just awestruck by the three hundred billion stars in the Milky Way, a number he could hardly comprehend.

But now Qin Tian tells him that there are galaxies that are tens or hundreds of times larger than the Milky Way, and each galaxy contains trillions of stars.

His Milky Way galaxy isn't even considered a giant in the universe; it's just an ordinary, medium-sized galaxy located on the edge of the Local Group.

"The closest galaxy to the Milky Way is called the Andromeda Galaxy. It's larger than the Milky Way and contains about a trillion stars. The Andromeda Galaxy is visible to the naked eye from Earth. It's a faint, blurry patch of light in the night sky, like a small cloud."

Ying Zheng remembered.

He had seen that spot of light before. On many clear nights, standing on the terrace of Xianyang Palace, gazing up at the starry sky, he could always see a small, blurry spot of light near the zenith, which he assumed was just an ordinary star.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a galaxy even larger than the Milky Way, a galaxy with a trillion stars.

Qin Tian's vision continued to expand outwards from his palm.

The countless points of light from the galaxies began to gather together, forming a larger structure.

Dozens of galaxies gather together to form a galaxy cluster.

Hundreds or thousands of galaxies gather together to form a galaxy cluster.

Tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of galaxy clusters come together to form a supercluster.

"This is the Local Group," Qin Tian said, circling several of the closest points of light with his finger. "The Milky Way and the Andromeda Galaxy are both in this group. There are dozens of galaxies of varying sizes in the Local Group."

Then he drew a larger circle outside that circle with his finger.

"This is the Virgo Supercluster. The Local Group is only a tiny fraction of the Virgo Supercluster. The Virgo Supercluster contains about one hundred galaxy groups and clusters, totaling about two thousand galaxies."

Two thousand galaxies.

How many stars are there in two thousand galaxies? Ying Zheng didn't bother to calculate it; his mind was already too full to hold any larger numbers.

But Qin Tian's story continued.

The Virgo Supercluster is beginning to shrink, and the field of view continues to widen.

An even larger structure appeared in Qin Tian's palm: a fibrous structure of unimaginable size, composed of countless superclusters of galaxies, stretching for hundreds of millions of light-years.

"This is the Laniakea Supercluster. The Virgo Supercluster is only a part of the Laniakea Supercluster. The Laniakea Supercluster contains approximately 100,000 galaxies and spans over 500 million light-years."

One hundred thousand galaxies.

Five hundred million light-years.

Ying Zheng kept these two numbers in his mind, slowly pondering them. The initial shock and horror were gone, replaced by a feeling that could be called "awe".