Reborn right after ascending to immortality?

Chapter 13 How many years are you serving your sentence? How dare you talk to me like that?
"I wish her all the best."

An Sheng watched Zhang Yan leave silently, then entered the courtroom with a loud gurgling sound.

After the lawyers finished their questioning, the court summoned the torturers with a warrant to carry out the torture.

The torture and murder in the Fengdu Tribunal was very simple. According to the regulations, it was divided into two types: torture and murder. Those with minor crimes were tortured.

Those whose crimes are extremely serious and who are not from vulnerable groups are murdered.

However, the vast majority of these are just 'copying'.

It's not that serious criminals disappeared because the world was at peace. Rather, it's that serious criminals were made to disappear in order to maintain world peace.

With the legal reforms, Kunlun needs to meet its targets, while Fengdu needs to maintain a zero death penalty rate.

Some regions even advocate abolishing the death penalty.

The judges also took advantage of any opportunity to make money and interrogate people. These judges from Kunlun also wanted to have an easier job. If they accidentally sentenced someone to death, the prisoner would definitely appeal, which would take up a lot of time and energy, and there would be a first, second and third trial.

I might have to see these guys again at trial next year. It's giving me a headache, so the judges have mostly gone easy on me; as long as it's not particularly outrageous, they've let it pass.

The torturers each displayed their unique skills, as did the torture supervisors; the police and civilians worked together harmoniously.

An Sheng walked into the interrogation area and observed his surroundings.

The entire floor of the Fengdu Building belongs to the Court of Judgment. It is so large that you can't see the end of it. There are more than a thousand torture chambers and fifty torture areas. Fengdu is the gateway to the Nine Netherworld. All prisoners from all realms must go through the preliminary trial of the Court of Judgment before entering the Nine Netherworld.

Although from the outside this floor looks just like an ordinary floor and occupies a small area, it is actually an advanced version of the "Hidden Universe in the Sleeve" technique—the Hidden Universe in the Building—capable of accommodating hundreds of thousands of people.

So when An Sheng stepped into the third interrogation area, he saw a bustling scene.

"Did anyone bring the textbook 'Three Years in Jail, Five Years Probation'? Could I borrow it for a look?"

These are current students who are trying to get a suspended sentence and are very anxious.

"Junior brother, I have some here! I just got back from probation and I need to collect my old files. I'll sell them to you for three spirit stones each!"

This is a senior alumnus who has returned from probation, and he sees business opportunities everywhere.

"Senior, this textbook is wrong. It's the People's Education Press version. Do you have a Chinese Propaganda version?"

This is a dark-skinned demon who has cultivated into a spirit, but bought the wrong textbook.

"Warden, warden, which department should we fill out when we enter prison?"

"I'm a student taking the exam next year. My simulated sentence is thirty years. I personally prefer the kitchen or education departments and don't want to switch departments. But I'm afraid my sentence is too short and I might not be able to get the exam."

"Should I take advantage of the year I still have to commit some more crimes?"

"By the way, are there air conditioners in the cells?"

This is for the next batch of students who are confused about choosing their subjects; they are both clear-headed and foolish.

"You don't usually commit crimes, but you cram at the last minute. Do you have a foot fetish?"

"I've told you so many times, young people should work hard and strive while they're young. You can only get 30 years now, and you're still thinking about choosing a better department? You're lucky if you can get into a private prison. They don't provide room and board, and you have to pay money every year!"

"If you get out of prison like this, which sect would want you? It's not too late to start working hard now!"

This is a frustrated and impassioned prison tutor, speaking with great enthusiasm.

"If the sentence isn't death, then sentence it to death!"

An Sheng was used to this scene, after all, Jiuyou and Kunlun were completely opposite, whether in terms of systems or concepts.

In Kunlun, the righteous path flourishes while the demonic path declines, and spiritual energy is abundant and resources are plentiful; while in the Nine Netherworld, it is the opposite, with the demonic path flourishing and resources being limited. The 'Fengdu Realm', which is closest to Kunlun and is directly controlled by Kunlun, is in a better situation, but the situation is particularly serious in the several realms that are farther away from Kunlun.

The Nine Netherworld Demonic Sect is the mainstream. In this highly competitive society, the Demonic Sect's recruitment also considers quotas and resumes.

That's the criminal record, the first and second prison records.

The first prison record is the most important. If a genius is among the top-ranked public prison, he or she will have the opportunity to be admitted to a prestigious sect such as the Blood Demon Sect or the Soul Refining Sect.

If it's a typical private prison, or someone who hasn't even been to prison but only spent time in a juvenile detention center, then their options are limited. Their first prison sentence is usually a juvenile detention center; being accepted by a third-rate sect like the "Blood Blade Sect" is considered extremely lucky. This latter type of person generally has weak willpower, can't endure the long years of loneliness in prison, and doesn't heed their parents' well-intentioned but ultimately ineffective teachings.

They were all poisoned by various textbooks from a young age, addicted to learning and unable to extricate themselves. They were rebellious teenagers who learned well at a young age and would break out of the juvenile detention center every day to go to bookstores.

The future of these people is bleak; most of them will end up working as librarians in bookstores, or as delivery drivers or security guards.

Of course, there is a third category, namely those who are released on bail or released on parole.

These kinds of people are just here to gain prestige.

Those whose families wield immense power or possess considerable wealth, even having connections within the Kunlun Realm, do not need to personally serve time in prison; instead, they are directly released on bail, or, if their circumstances are less favorable, they receive probation.

After paying a huge bail, one can avoid jail time, but their file will now have a record of being imprisoned in a major prison.

You could say he paid money to get a criminal record.

Even more extreme cases involve going directly to the prison jointly run by Kunlun and Fengdu, or going directly from Jiuyou to Kunlun, serving time in prison there, and upon their return, various demonic sects would vie to have them.

This is beyond the Three Realms and outside the Five Elements.

Besides these three conventional paths, there is an extremely rare hidden option: the exchange student, like An Sheng.

Originally a Kunlun native, he took the blame for the Kunlun bigwigs, had his Kunlun origins removed, and was imprisoned in the Nine Netherworlds by imperial decree—it seems like a great injustice, but in reality, countless people would vie to take the blame for important figures, yet none of them had the connections or qualifications to do so.

Only a fickle demon could possess such power.

To put it bluntly, this grand trial was actually a recruitment event for the Nine Nether Demonic Sect.

As soon as An Sheng entered, many disciples of the demonic path turned their gazes toward him.

Some of their gazes held a certain respect, which could be described as admiration.

An Sheng was certain that this wasn't because his infamous reputation as the "Unpredictable Demon Child" had been exposed; the gaze was more like that of a male acknowledging a stronger male, an instinctive form of recognition.
Some witches and enchantresses, seeing that An Sheng was not yet of legal age, but had an exquisite face and otherworldly temperament, deep black eyes like water, an indifferent expression like ice, and a dark atmosphere of imprisonment, couldn't help but blush.

"Is that him?"

"Judging by his appearance, his reputation is well-deserved."

Clearly, the commotion outside the door, along with various rumors, had already spread in a small circle.

An Sheng felt extremely uncomfortable under these gazes. He didn't want this inexplicable fame at all, and his mood became even more depressed.

His reputation was ruined by Zhang Yan.

Please, please stop talking. An Sheng covered her face, feeling very embarrassed.

"He's just a pretty boy, what's so interesting about him?"

"How many years could he get for this?"

Suddenly, a few cold snorts came from a corner, and the surrounding people immediately fell silent.

The person speaking clearly holds a high position in the community.

An Sheng's eyes lit up when he heard this, thinking that the older brother had helped him out. He looked towards the source of the voice and saw that a circle of space had suddenly opened up in the waiting area, with about ten empty tables around it that no one dared to sit at. Only the table in the very center had about ten people sitting at it.

Their eyes were gloomy, and they seemed out of place among those around them. The dim candlelight cast blood-red afterimages that flickered on their expressionless faces.

The one who just uttered that disdainful snort was a burly man sitting at the end of the long table. He had a scar the size of a bowl on his forehead and nine dragons tattooed on his shoulder. He exuded the aura of a traditional underworld boss.

"Those people are the legendary prison bullies."

"They're all serious criminals, extremely dangerous! Don't go look at them!"

Someone kindly reminded An Sheng,

"Ever since their time in the juvenile detention center, they would compare ages with everyone they met. The most dangerous thing was that after each interrogation and torture by the prison guards, they would immediately ask everyone they met for their answers! It was really psychologically taxing, so never mess with them!"

(End of this chapter)