In the deepest, coldest core of Sector 6, the final twenty punishment worlds—Planets 81 through 100—orbited in a tight concentric ring around the colossal, pitch-black Central Judicial Frost-Star and Warden Tianfa’s Central Star-Citadel.
Because these twenty worlds lay closest to Warden Tianfa’s seat of power, the sub-zero curse encasing their skies was ten times thicker than anywhere else in the sector. Three-mile-thick shells of Rank 8 Cursed Abyssal-Black Glacier Ice locked the twenty planets in minus-four-hundred-degree winter, threatening to snuff out the lives of the thirty-five billion political exiles. Moreover, Families trapped in the deep core tunnels!
Yet today, hovering in stationary orbit above each of those twenty frozen worlds (Planets 81 to 100), hung the final twenty [Orbiting Thermostat Heater-Suns (#31 to #50).] Newly polished to a mirror shine by Chief Lifeguard Mo Ying and his nine hundred thousand Hawaiian-shirted maintenance sailors!
“Dad! Mom! All twenty starter cords for Heater-Suns #31 through #50 have been linked into the central ignition cable right here on the roof of our courtyard!”
Up on the highest golden roof-pavilion of the [Gu Family Flying Courtyard Star-Cruiser], twelve-year-old Gu Nian, thirteen-year-old Ye Xiao, ten-year-old Su Nuannuan, nine-year-old Jiang Tuntun. Three-year-old toddler Little Fifth (back in his chubby toddler form with his yellow knitted construction hard-hat still perched on his little silver dragon horns) stood in a neat half-circle around a massive braided golden-and-silver Master Ignition Rope.
