WHOOO—OOOH!
With the Four Bone-Kings sitting proudly on the front cowcatcher of Dry-Well Express No. 1 wearing their bright yellow Debtor vests and holding giant directional lanterns, the flagship construction train turned off the main wormhole highway and steamed straight into the vast, uncharted interior of the Nine-Nether Rift Dimension!
Behind the main locomotive rolled twenty heavy engineering trains carrying the Titan Heavy Construction Corps, five hundred prefabricated station cars, and three million tons of warm road-paving asphalt.
As soon as the train passed through the inner dimensional membrane, the bright white-jade walls of Express Tunnel #1 fell behind, and a cavern of unimaginable cosmic scale opened up before Pei Xuan’s eyes.
The Nine-Nether Rift Dimension was an enclosed pocket sky nearly two hundred light-years wide, trapped between two grinding tectonic plates of the Orion-Jade Spiral Arm.
There was not a single star in this sky.
Above their heads hung a low, oppressive ceiling of jagged black void-rock dripping with freezing gray acid-mist. Floating in the pitch-black abyss below were fifty massive, dark planets. Because no sunlight had ever entered this pocket dimension since the dawn of the galaxy, every single planet was wrapped in damp, rotting black fog and covered in miles of poisonous, glowing green Corpse-Moss.
