Stunned! I'm Writing for Survival in the Interstellar Alien Insect World

Transmigrated yellow-writing author male insect x foolish Imperial prince female insect. Han Ling transmigrated into an interstellar insect race world and learned that he is a rare male insect. If ...

Chapter 63 Interstellar Prison, Interstellar Court.

It is said that ignorance is no excuse.

The three female butterfly species had just been born, like blank sheets of paper.

The past should be irrelevant to them.

Han Ling felt a pang of reluctance to send them to prison.

Just as he was wavering...

A knocking sound came from the porthole.

"Knock knock knock!"

Han Ling looked out the porthole.

Outside the window, a group of female insects dressed in black trench coats, wearing hats, carrying law enforcement weapons, looked impatient.

The words "Interstellar Prison" were written on the left side of their shirts.

Han Ling quickly instructed the system to open the warship's hatch.

The prison guards of the interstellar prison entered the warship, accompanied by the clatter of their leather boots.

"Are you the owner of this starship? We've been waiting for you outside for half an hour!"

Upon hearing this, Han Ling smiled awkwardly. He had thought the prison guards were all quite arrogant, but it turned out that he was the one who had been unreasonable first.

The prison guards searched the warship, then approached Han Ling with their recorders and asked:

"Alright, tell me about the case. What case do you want to report?"

Just a heads-up, if you fly to the prison planet without a case, you could be detained for twenty years.

The interstellar prison and interstellar court are managed by the Trial Mastermind, Treello.

The law is impartial and has matured and become comprehensive over millions of years of development.

Interstellar law is an ironclad rule; although there is no death penalty, it can exhaust the entire lifespan of the Zerg.

The prison guard's words caused a cold sweat to break out on Han Ling's forehead.

He was struggling internally about whether or not to speak.

Seeing Han Ling's troubled expression, the prison guards laughed as if they were used to it:

"Tell me, what did those three butterfly clansmen do before? Don't worry, the butterfly clans are always like this."

Before they die, those caterpillars leave behind a mess for the butterfly clan.

This includes debt, fraud, and gambling.

The interstellar prison holds 60% of the Zerg, who are all Butterfly-like creatures, all of whom were tricked into it by the Caterpillars.

The laws in this area are already quite comprehensive. You can rest assured to explain what happened; the interstellar court will deliver a fair verdict.

Hearing the prison guard's words, Han Ling couldn't help but feel ashamed.

He pursed his lips and slowly recounted everything that Mingzhe and the others had done.

Previously, the three female insects revealed all their secrets in order to get Han Ling to teach them the song "Fairy Tale".

Ten minutes later.

Han Ling explained the matter clearly, including the fact that the Flo Literature Society hired someone to commit murder.

The prison guards shut down the recording equipment and handcuffed all four of them.

"Alright, let's go to the Interstellar Court together now. If we can have the trial in court, the results should be out today."

As Han Ling stepped off the warship, he looked up and saw the entire prison planet.

The ground was covered with prisons everywhere.

The gray walls are high up, obscuring the interior; only through small windows can one tell that these buildings are three stories high.

In the sky, a massive interstellar port floats above the prison planet.

Most of the warships coming and going were behemoth-sized transport ships.

Box after box of goods were being carried up, making it look even more bustling than the trading port.

Han Ling couldn't help but click her tongue in amazement.

He had heard back on Earth that people in prisons had to work every day.

Engage in labor-intensive industries, such as operating sewing machines or making Paradise umbrellas.

I never expected that the interstellar prison would be like this.

They arrived at the Interstellar Court in just ten minutes after getting into the police car.

Inside the hall, prison guards smiled as they received their trial numbers.

"Today is great, there are very few people. Your case doesn't need to wait, it can be tried directly. Let's go to Hall 3."

Just as the prison guards had predicted, the trial proceeded very quickly.

He had only been sitting in the dock for a few minutes.

The criminal record that was submitted was then used to convict the defendant.

—Fraud, depending on the amount defrauded, carries a sentence of 6 years of hard labor. [The sentence for the Butterfly Clan is reduced to 1 year.]

—For loans, depending on the amount, the sentence is 8 years of hard labor. [The sentence for the Butterfly Clan is reduced to 2 years.]

Trafficking Zerg is punishable by 40 years in prison. [Reduced to 5 years for Butterfly Clan.]

—Those instigated by others to kill Zerg are sentenced to 60 years in prison. [The sentence is reduced to 6 years for the Butterfly race.]

Next, as long as they submit relevant criminal evidence, the three members of the Butterfly Clan can start serving their sentences in prison today.

The prison guard brought over a new personal computer and had Han Ling register her fingerprints.

In this way, all the information on his previous computer was transferred to the new device.

As for the three Butterfly Clan members, since their fingerprints were different, they used a more complex genetic verification method to replicate the optical brain information.

With the long-lost personal computer back in his hands, Han Ling breathed a sigh of relief; he could finally reconnect to the outside world.

As soon as he turned on his personal computer, a barrage of messages flooded his chat interface.

The main source of information is Parsons.

Parsons bombarded him with 999+ messages like a machine gun.

The most recent one was posted five minutes ago.

[Parson]: Boss, our case against the Male Insect Protection Association is going to trial in an hour. Please reply to me, waaaaah, do we even have a chance to win?

Han Ling's face darkened upon seeing these words. Damn it, he had forgotten about this!

He originally planned to spend a few days developing a plan to get game players to sign a petition.

The accusation against the male insect protection association for its overreaching jurisdiction, even extending its reach to paper dolls.

But who would have thought that he would be kidnapped!

Han Ling pinched the bridge of her nose, forcing herself to calm down.

He replied:

"Don't worry, I will appear in court. Have you found a lawyer? I'm willing to pay any price, just hire the best."

Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned.

Parsons replied:

[Boss! You've finally shown up! But the Male Insect Protection Association has maintained a 100% litigation win rate, and no lawyer dares to take our cases!]

Before Han Ling could reply to this message, several screams erupted from the side.

"Aaaaaah!"

Han Ling looked up toward the source of the sound.

The sound came from the group of prison guards on the other side.

Previously, the prison guards were surrounding the three Butterfly Clan members, collecting evidence of their crimes.

But after the screams, more than a dozen prison guards turned around in unison, their eyes like those of hungry wolves, staring intently at Han Ling.

This scene is truly bizarre!

The chilling feeling instantly made Han Ling break out in a cold sweat.

He asked dryly, "W-what's wrong?"

A prison guard displayed a quantum computer in his hand, and the holographic display instantly magnified, becoming like a wall.

"You're a male!"

The prison guard's tone was very certain.

A page of a journal is displayed on the holographic surface.

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Mr. Han Ling looks very handsome today!

After learning songs from you for a day, I think you sing the best, and I sing the second best.

【photo】

Let me take a picture of you wearing protective clothing!

It's a pity that you're used to wrapping the tail hook around your waist, so I didn't get a picture of it.

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In the photo, Mingzhi, with short brown hair, is pretending to take a selfie.

Han Ling, who was wearing protective clothing in the background, was captured in the shot.

Han Ling's breath hitched when she saw this journal entry.

Who's a kind person who writes a diary all day long?

This is going to kill me!