Floating high above the barren asteroid belt of Star System #100-A, Pei Xuan tapped his RTS map and signaled to the engineering fleet waiting behind him.
“Old Monster Ming! Bring up the fertilizer barges! Empress Han, set the central sun thermostat to sixty-eight degrees—spring planting weather!”
Down below, a fleet of five thousand Galactic Whale Sanitation Ships wearing huge orange safety caps warped out of the highway exit. Standing on the head of the lead whale was Old Monster Ming, the former Grand Patriarch of the Abyssal Devourer Sect. He wore a spotless yellow Sanitation Supervisor Vest over his robes and held a golden plumbing wrench like a royal scepter.
“All fifty Black-Hole Sewage Plants have emptied their Tuesday afternoon compost hoppers, Mayor Pei!” Old Monster Ming shouted proudly, his floating Loyalty bar glowing at [Loyalty: 91/100 — Proud that his Grade-A Black-Hole Compost won the Municipal Gardening Ribbon last month]. “Eight hundred trillion tons of triple-filtered, curse-free black-hole fertilizer soil are ready to dump!”
Beside the whales, the former ruler of the Ice-Mirror Galaxy, Empress Han Bingshuang, sat comfortably inside a floating hot-spring tub built right onto the bridge of her crystal flagship. While soaking her feet in steaming ginger water and sipping red-date tea, she flicked her jade fingers and tossed a White-Dwarf Thermostat Array into the unstable red-giant star at the center of the system.
