Jien Rushuang glanced at the back of the hall, where the automatic camera and transmission equipment were set up, and calmly said, "Let's begin."

The clerk stood up, his voice clear and loud, "All attendees, please take your seats and remain silent. Now announcing the courtroom discipline: First, the parties and their legal representatives, as well as attendees, must..."

"Wait a minute."

Li Ang's voice sounded from below the platform,

Jien Rushuang, who was flipping through the files, looked up and saw Li Ang sitting in the defendant's seat, expressionless.

"These cameras,"

Li Ang pointed to the camera equipment at the back of the hall, "are working, right?"

"Yes."

Jien Rushuang nodded, "The footage will be projected to the Special Affairs Bureau headquarters, recorded and archived."

"If I'm not mistaken,"

Li Ang said slowly, "in cases involving supernatural elements, some content will be disclosed to the public, right?"

Jien Rushuang thought briefly and replied, "Correct. To fully settle the case, we usually give a general explanation to the victim's family."

Previously, to maintain order, the Special Affairs Bureau's strategy was to disguise all supernatural events as accidents,

but now, without the need for deliberate concealment, along with technological advancement and personnel expansion, the bureau's strategy has become increasingly open.

Li Ang nodded, "So, what about now?"

"You mean your case?"

Jien Rushuang calmly said, "We will cut and blur the trial process video, then give it to the victim's family so they know the suspect has been duly judged.

This is the rule, and previous cases have been handled this way."

"Rule..."

Disguised as Li Ang, Chai Cuiqiao chewed on the word,

"All of this,"

she looked around, calmly said, "don't you find it ridiculous?"

"Ridiculous?"

Jien Rushuang slowly withdrew her hand from the files, frowning slightly, "I remind or warn you not to show contempt here..."

"Enough."

Li Ang shook his head, pointing to the camera equipment, "'I' have the awareness that one day I could be arrested.

Murderers will be murdered in turn, it's very fair.

What I can't accept is this."

Jien Rushuang's frown deepened, "It's just recording a video, is it that important..."

"To you, it may be irrelevant; to me, it is very important."

Li Ang calmly said, "I am guilty,

but not wrong."

"..."

Jien Rushuang stared at Li Ang, understanding that sin is a human-made concept, connected with rule-breaking, penalty, and punishment. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

"If it weren't because I am a High-level Player, you might even invite the so-called victim's families to the audience seats in the hall."

Li Ang said lightly, "Let them glare at me on stage, curse me in their hearts as the murderer who cruelly killed their relatives and destroyed their families,

let them cheer and cry tears of joy upon hearing the verdict, grateful to the Special Affairs Bureau for its fairness and justice, even treating transcendent criminals impartially."

Li Ang paused, then slowly said, "Just thinking about that scene makes me feel sick."

Jien Rushuang was silent for a moment, calmly said, "We are not as unbearable as you imagine, we have made a tremendous effort where you cannot see, and all actions are to maintain..."

"Order and justice."

Li Ang interrupted, "You know, none of this means anything to me.

I have wandered through countless worlds,

slaughtered lofty gods, killed arrogant demons,

in the face of me, iron torrents are as fragile as clay chickens and pottery dogs,

all the rules of the human world look like dust to me.

Even before becoming a player, no rules could bind me,

and now, do you think you can confine me to this small defendant seat?

The only reason you are still alive and standing here,

is because I care about Wang Congshan, and value her opinion,

that's all."

Jien Rushuang took a breath, "I warn you again, you are showing contempt..."

"Contempt, so what?"

Li Ang said lightly, "You should have realized by now,

no matter how nicely it's said,

the world of transcendents and ordinary people is bifurcated,

and the degree of separation is increasing.

For ordinary people, stable and healthy social order, and environment are always the most important.

But for transcendents, they don't need as many systems of production and life that ordinary people do.

Transcendents can largely be self-sufficient, even if order collapses, they could live well, even better in terms of control and possession over others.

In my eyes, the so-called rules, the so-called other people, don't matter at all."

"Do you know what you are saying?"

Jien Rushuang said sternly, "This doesn't help with your situation at all.

Your resume is excellent, though the methods in the case are cruel, there is motivation that can be emotionally understood, and your current age can alleviate your predicament.

If you are willing to cooperate with our work, things won't be so serious.

However,

if you maintain this attitude, it will be hard for me to help you."

"You still don't understand what I mean..."

Li Ang sighed, calmly said, "I don't need help, nor do I need anyone's pity or concern."

He slowly stood up from the defendant seat, under the watchful eyes of the Special Affairs Bureau armed personnel, he calmly said, "However, before I make a decision, I want to hear something else.

If following the normal process of the Special Affairs Bureau, what kind of judgment will I face."

"..."

Jien Rushuang and Li Ang were silent, staring at each other for a few seconds, then she pointed to the back of the hall, to a metal chair resembling an operating table that stood out incongruously.

"Do you see that instrument?"

Jien Rushuang slowly said, "If you confess to all crimes without reservation, considering your age and motivation, we will place you on the instrument.

You will be put into a dream, memories washed, believing yourself to be an ordinary person, accepting judgment in a dream world without any supernatural elements,

serving a 30-year fixed-term imprisonment and three death sentences.

After each death sentence, your memories will be washed again, and you will be placed once more.

Until the penalty is complete, only then will you be released, returning to the real world, retaining all memories from the virtual dream.

Every memory will be incredibly vivid, every emotion will be utterly sincere.

This will serve as your punishment."

"Then,"

Li Ang raised his head, "after that."

"After that,"

Jien Rushuang glanced at a colleague below, who then stood up and dragged a heavy metal armor from the void.

"You will regain freedom, but freedom comes at a cost.

You will be forcibly added to the Special Affairs Bureau's Mobile Detachment, prison will accompany you,

This armor is your new cell."

As if following Jien Rushuang's words, the two-meter-high dark blue kinetic armor's indicator light automatically lit up, illuminating Li Ang's face.

"..."

Miss Chai gazed at the yellow-brown opaque visor of the kinetic mecha,

the corners of her mouth slowly rising.

"Haha, hahaha, hahahahahahahaha."

She laughed, laughed out loud, pounding her cuffed arms on the defendant's table, "Is this how you handle transcendent criminals?

Alive, imprisoned, exploited."

A trace of coldness flashed in her eyes, and just as she was about to speak, her hand trembled slightly.

She suddenly turned her head, looking in the direction of Yin City.