"More than a thousand years!"
Elena clutched her hand in surprise, shocked by this alarming number.
In her country, the death penalty has long been abolished. Even if the crime is severe, it will only be imprisonment until death.
"Is this what Zeke planned on? No wonder he was so confident even though Abra was only sentenced to thirty days. This kind of punishment is even crueler than the death penalty."
Grace was amazed.
She thought of all the possibilities of Zeke's 30-day sentence, thinking that he would give Abra some hardships in these 30 days. But she never imagined that it would be such mentally terrifying destruction.
Grace can be sure that in addition to the more than 1,000 years of prison, Zeke must have arranged something else for Abra. Otherwise, he would not be so agitated.
"A thousand years... don't joke around... Zeke, do you know what a thousand years are?! Quickly let me go! Let me go!!"
Abra burst into tears on the spot because of fear.
Thirty days was enough to break him mentally, and he was in excruciating pain. After more than a thousand years, can he still survive?
"I'm not going back... I'm not going back no matter what!"
"Judge, I want the death penalty! Kill me! I must never go back! That's not a place for people! I don't want to go back!!!"
Abra shouted, so distressed that his voice broke.
Hearing these roars and seeing Abra's state of madness and fear, even if people don't know what Abra has experienced, they can still see some clues.
There must be something in that so-called false real world. It was something beyond what Abra could bear.
"I just said you must serve an hour in prison here. I told you so much that it wasted five minutes, so you must make up for these five minutes."
Zeke grinned, and his white teeth in Abra's eyes looked so cruel and terrifying as if he was about to open his mouth to swallow him.
"No! No! No! Zeke, no, Elder Zeke, Lord Zeke! Please! Please let me go! I'll kowtow to you! You can do whatever you want with me now! Kill me! I won't go back! I'll never go back—"
Before Abra could finish speaking, his voice stopped abruptly.
His head tilted, his body leaned softly on the chair, lowered his head, and fell asleep.
...
"Welcome back."
When Abra opened his eyes, Manuel was already looking at him in the cell. With indifferent and calm eyes, as if he was looking at an ant.
"Don't come near me!!!!!"
Abra collapsed utterly and slammed his head against the wall violently.
However, the expected suicide did not happen. Instead, Abra could feel incomparable intense pain, but it did not cause him to faint.
"Don't waste your energy, Abra."
Manuel's figure moved away. Zeke appeared in front of Abra and said with a smile, "To prevent accidents in people's consciousness, I have added a protection mechanism to the program, so even if you commit suicide by any means, it is useless. As long as the time is not up, you will never be able to get out of the program."
"Enjoy the new program I arranged for you."
Zeke snapped his fingers, and his body disappeared in place.
Manuel and the three prison guards came up, looked at Abra, who was desperate and had no care, and took him straight away. But, this time, they have a new trick.
All the punishments used in prisons and various ways of punishing prisoners will change the tricks for Abra to try.
Even the death penalty on the 30th day was replaced by five horses this time.
...
Abra woke up three minutes later, and there was nothing but fear in his eyes.
"Zeke!! Kill me!!! Please!! Kill me!! Can I kowtow to you? Please kill me! Let me get rid of my life completely!!!"
Abra couldn't help begging for mercy.
He has wholly become cowardly.
Counting the previous 30 days, he has been in that hellish place for 60 days and has tasted all kinds of pain.
Thinking that there are still thousands of years of pain waiting for him. Abra can no longer raise the slightest resistance, even the confidence to live.
"Crazy! Abra is really crazy!"
"Isn't it just a simple prison sentence? Even if he sits for dozens of days, it won't be like this. So what the hell did Abra go through?"
"Abra is finished now."
...
The onlookers gasped in admiration.
The grievances that Zeke had sentenced Abra to thirty days imprisonment before had all vanished.
No matter how awesome the death penalty is, can there be such a thousand years of spiritual imprisonment?
And it has only been a few minutes, and there is still a look of complacent surprise in front of him. Abra, who is about to escape, has already started crying, begging for mercy, and even actively begging for death. This kind of torture seems to be much worse than the death penalty.
"Abra, don't say such stupid things! Instead, let's enjoy the next surprise I've prepared for you."
Zeke snapped his fingers, and Abra again fell asleep on the spot like a machine cut off from the power supply and unconscious.
When Abra died three times and woke up again, his eyes were numb and sluggish, he lost all his vitality, and there was no trace of his radiance.
Ninety days of inhuman torment in hell, even for a professionally trained and strong-willed special forces soldier, may not be able to withstand it, let alone Mr. Franco's pampered son, enough to completely break his spirit.
The fourth time, after Abra woke up, he started biting his tongue with all his might. Blood poured out of his mouth. He chose to bite his tongue to commit suicide.
However, Abra was copying it from a TV series. The reason why the person on TV succeeded in suicide by biting his tongue was not that he died immediately after biting his tongue, but that he died because of excessive blood loss.
Therefore, when Abra bit his tongue, Zeke simply asked him to go back and stay in the mental prison for half an hour.
During the period, in the spirit of humanitarianism, the medical staff helped to rescue him, stopped his blood, and plugged his mouth with something. So when Abra woke up again, he couldn't do it if he wanted to bite his tongue again.
...
Abra can't remember the first time he woke up. His eyes were slack, his mind collapsed, and his body couldn't stop twitching.
"An hour, it's here."
After Zeke finished saying this, Abra still didn't have much reaction.
Obviously, Abra had lost his sanity.
Zeke reached out and took off Abra's helmet.
Whoa!
In an instant, there was a burst of exclamations from the audience.
Abra's hair has turned all white.
As if the roots have been dyed white from the base of the hair. They are translucent and dry, and only a part of the black can be seen in them.
It's not a miracle to go white overnight.
But within an hour, a healthy young man's head turned white. It can be seen what kind of terrifying mental torture Abra has experienced.
When many people saw this scene, they couldn't help but gasp and feel an inexplicable chill rise in their backs.
They didn't even dare to imagine what Abra suffered. As long as they entered their imagination, they would turn white like him instantly.
"The effect is not bad."
Facing this situation, Zeke smiled slightly and put the helmet back on Abra's head.
As soon as the helmet was put on, Abra became mad again. He said vague words and howled like he was going crazy.
"Someone, take him down."
Zeke said directly.
"No! Elder Zeke, you can't do this!"
At this time, the Minister of Finance, Franco Lucente, rushed in.
He watched the whole process and wanted to rush out to stop Zeke many times. But he knew very well that if he rushed out at this time, it would not be just a matter of his son alone, but he might be implicated.
But when he saw Abra's full head of white hair, Franco couldn't bear it any longer. He rushed over and stopped in front of his son.
"He has been punished without rest. Elder Zeke, I beg you, for the sake of what I have worked for. Do well and let him go."
Franco pleaded.
His original meticulous hairstyle was messy, and there were tears in his red eyes, and his helpless face was enough to make many people feel sympathy for Franco.
It's a pity that this doesn't work at all on Zeke.
"Oh! Look at me. If you didn't take the initiative to stand up, I almost forgot about you."
Zeke looked stunned.
When Franco heard this, his face changed slightly, and a bad premonition appeared in his heart.
"Bring me something."
As soon as Zeke raised his hand, a group of microbots rushed over again. It handed over a stack of documents that had just been printed out. There was still the residual temperature of the printer on the paper.
"Mr. Franco, stop acting like a loving father in front of me."
"During your years as the Minister of Finance, you have done nothing less than your son."
Zeke looked at it casually, "Ten years ago, after you took office, you used your power to indirectly control the mining project in Cebu City in the name of one of your subordinates, earning benefits. And the following lots of gold and silver jewelry, watches, gifts and more."
"Seven years ago, the pollution discharge incident of the Agrigen Chemical Plant had nothing to do with you, but you used your power to kill three people who took the lead in opposing the continuation of the chemical plant project. Later, this person helped you kill; the 'knife' has been wiped from the world as it should have been."
"Five years ago...."
Zeke is like pouring beans, shaking off all the ugly things Franco has done in public.
Franco's face changed drastically. His lips were white, his forehead was sweating coldly, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked at Zeke in disbelief. How could he know these things?
The flashing lights of the reporters can't stop at all. There are too many hot reports today. Abra's head turned white, and Finance Minister Franco was exposed to his face. These are all headlines.
The crowd gritted their teeth, and their eyes' anger began to burn.
"...And then it's about your son! Abra hung that girl's family. So you're the one who helped him, right?"
"And the time your son murdered someone, you also solved it, right? You also did a security job for this. That's amazing."
"Then it was the case that Abra reversed the case this time. It was also because of you that interfered with it, kidnapped relatives of the evidence security, and bribed the witnesses, so Abra could almost escape under such circumstances."
Zeke patted Franco's face with the document in his hand and narrowed his eyes, "Unfortunately, he was very unlucky and met me. So now he is more uncomfortable than death."
"Say, death penalty or 60 days in prison?"
Franco shivered all over, and there was a look of horror in his eyes.
But soon, he fell silent again.
He knew that he could not escape today.
Zeke knows so many things about him, meaning he has caught all his handles. So even if he can escape abroad and escape the accountability of the kingdom's law, how can he run from Zeke's palm?
Is there any place in the world that Zeke dares not go to?
Franco sighed heavily: "I ask the court to give me a fair judgment."
Zeke threw the document in his hand to the sky as soon as his voice fell.
The paper in the sky is falling like scattered flowers by a goddess.
"Judge, there must be a fair trial."
Zeke looked at the judge, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "If there are any mistakes, I will personally intervene. It's hard to say how things will develop at that time."
Afterward, Zeke walked out amid the scattered papers in the sky.
"Good job!"
"Nice job!"
"Elder Zeke is awesome!"
"Elder Zeke, you are so handsome!"
...
Someone in the crowd shouted, and then everyone began to cry loudly.
Applause!!!
Applause sounded, the crowd automatically parted ways, and Zeke walked straight through the crowd.
At this moment, the passers-by watching this scene on the big screen outside the mall also stopped and applauded Zeke.
The audience in front of the TV was no exception. They were all applauding Zeke, and they still refused to stop even though their hands were red.
...
"Sir, many people have been conquered by your charm."
Jarvis' voice came through the earphones.
"How can I charm them without making any move?"
Zeke grinned.
"The preliminary program design of the Matrix World is very successful, Jarvis. Contact domestic manufacturers and buy me the 'Matrix Helmet' raw materials in large quantities."
"In addition, search for thirty to forty agencies for me and the land information of each city."
"Next, we have to do something big."
Zeke's eyes flashed.
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