Nature Is Hell

Ring Nebula Hell was an artificial cloud of antimatter gas and dust, rich in heavy elements. It stretched thirty-five light-years long and twenty light-years wide, with an average thickness of eighteen light-years.

At its hollow center stood the Supreme Judgment Organ. The ring around it, covered by an immense Unified Field, was a notorious prison of the Tai Wei Hua Civilization. Every inmate had committed a grave crime.

Huang Ji had not even been convicted and should never have been brought here. Yet Zuo Men had brought him anyway, treating him like a serious criminal.

"Don't move. If I detect the slightest abnormal fluctuation from you, I'll kill you," Zuo Men warned him sternly.

Huang Ji stood calmly. He did not even need to fly; the Poor Ghost Squad carried him along at high speed.

As soon as they emerged from the wormhole, they saw the edge of the interstellar cloud.

Seemingly tranquil planets silently orbited Nebula Hell. Each planet consisted of four Quantum Sentinels, most of them interwoven into layers of sky, sea, earth, and lava.

Their job was simple: stand watch. As long as they did not wander off, they could spend their time however they pleased.

In fact, they had no desire to wander. Running their Quantum Bodies at low entropy was the most comfortable state for them.

These sentinels formed the outermost defense, serving as patrols and gatekeepers.

It was nearly impossible for a prisoner to escape this far. No ordinary matter could pass through that vast antimatter cloud intact.

Whoosh!

The sixteen members of the Poor Ghost Squad held Huang Ji tightly in check as they descended onto an outer planet.

The thick methane atmosphere gathered into a colossal figure of air that towered into the clouds. "Officer Zuo Men," he said respectfully, "it's been