185 Chapter 185: Worse Than the Death Penalty

Boom!

Hearing this, Abra felt like he was hit by a bolt from the blue, smashing his whole body.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! How could it be only three minutes?!"

Abra was going insane. The chair shook violently and was knocked to the ground loudly.

Even though his hands and feet were bound, he still couldn't contain the agitation in his heart.

He couldn't believe that he had personally felt the pain like hell for thirty days, but in the end, Zeke told him that only three minutes had passed.

Could it be that he just had a month-long dream of being tortured constantly?

"If you don't believe me, you can ask the people present."

Zeke's mouth twitched.

"Abra, it's only been three minutes, not the thirty days you said."

The judge said solemnly.

"That's right! It's only been three minutes, okay? You said that it had been thirty days? Could it be that you just dreamed and acted stupidly?"

"You went to sleep with a helmet on and woke up after three minutes and said thirty days had passed. Do you have any brains? Do you think everyone else is mentally retarded?"

"Isn't there a time on the monitor? Can't you see it yourself?"

Abra raised his head and looked at the monitor after hearing the crowd's words.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank.

Although he can't remember the exact time, from the time shown above, he can at least know that thirty days have not passed, not even one day.

Every scene of the pain in his memory was undeniable, and now thinking of the thirty days and nights that would make him terrified turned out to be a dream for him.

"Zeke, you must be making a fool of yourself. You wanted to kill me for a long time, didn't you? Three minutes and thirty days, let me go! Let me go!!"

Abra was already a little mentally ill.

Thirty days of painful torment had long ago made his spirit swim, walking on the brink of collapse. If Abra hadn't been holding on to the obsession of revenge, he would have wanted to slam his head into the wall. Completely releasing him from the past.

Now he suddenly knows that the 30 days of hell he experienced were all an illusion. The huge blow destroyed all of Abra's beliefs and made his nerves start to get confused. He has been heading towards the abyss of madness uncontrollably.

"One of my uncle's relatives turned out to be like this. After going bankrupt, he was too agitated. As a result, he went crazy. Depending on the situation, Abra is probably going to be crazy."

"A guy with a twisted and perverted mind will go crazy? It's new to me."

"What the hell is that metal helmet? After wearing it, Abra looks like a ghost. It's too scary!"

"What's wrong with this guy? Didn't he just take a nap? How did he suddenly become like this?"

"..."

The onlookers, reporters, and the people who were watching TV also had doubts in their hearts at the moment.

Didn't Abra sleep with a helmet on for three minutes?

Then suddenly goes crazy.

Why is his reaction so exaggerated?

"Abra's reaction is too big, right?"

Grace in the auditorium was also suspicious of Abra's overreaction.

Elena, next to her, leaned forward slightly, full of curiosity about the scene in front of her. And couldn't wait to know what was going on.

"Abra, let me tell you a cruel truth."

Seeing the effect of the helmet, Zeke smiled and began slowly pacing around Abra.

"As you can see, the metal helmet on your head is my latest technology product. It can connect the human brain and let you enter a false real world."

"In this false real world, everything you experience will be genuine. Therefore, everything is real to you, whether it is pain, touch, smell, sight, hearing, etc.."

"Of course, I modified the program to punish you slightly and arranged a little 'surprise' for you. How is it? Are you satisfied with the surprise I gave you?"

Zeke smiled slightly, but this smile was like a devil's smile in Abra's eyes, causing him to shout in shock, and the whole person became even more agitated.

"Don't get excited. I'm not done yet."

Zeke continued, "While arranging surprises for you, I also adjusted the time flow between the spiritual and real worlds. As you have just perceived, three minutes have passed in reality, and in your spiritual world, thirty days have passed."

"According to this ratio, one minute, in reality, is ten days in the spiritual world, one hour is 600 days, one day is 14,400 days, and thirty days in detention is 432,000 days. Converted to 365 days a year, The total time you need to be detained in the spiritual world is..."

Zeke looked at Abra with a trace of cruelty in his eyes.

"...1183 years."

Whoa!

As soon as this statement came out, there was an uproar in the audience.

1183 years?

Living for 1183 years is not an easy task in the real world, let alone being imprisoned in the spiritual world for that long. But, just thinking about it, they can realize how dark and hopeless it is.

People now understand why Zeke withdrew the death penalty and changed Abra's sentence to 30 days. It turned out that he was planning this.

"My God! More than a thousand years of imprisonment?! If it was up to me, I might as well just die."

"Tsk tsk tsk... It's too cruel! Who said that Elder Zeke was deliberately covering up for Abra? You ask Abra to answer or not."

"Deserved!"

"Nice job!"

"Good! Good! Good! Great! That's what the sentence should be! Being detained for more than a thousand years, Abra is the first person in history! Hahaha..."

...

While people sighed and marveled, they also applauded Abra's unprecedented terrifying punishment.

More than a thousand years in prison, what does that feel like?

It's even scarier than the death penalty!

"I see..."

When the judge and others heard it, they finally understood Zeke's intention.

Although Zeke's behavior violated the humanitarian spirit a bit, Abra had signed the confession and agreed to Zeke's sentence. So naturally, Abra had to pay the price of his cleverness.

In reality, the thought of three minutes is equivalent to thirty days in the spiritual world. Even they shuddered.