Chapter 65 Critical Region (17)
As spacetime rifts multiply, looking out from the edge of the cliff, the entire city of Liudaokou seems to be experiencing a meteor shower.
The fragments streaked across the sky, creating brilliant sparks, each one as beautiful as a burst of fireworks.
The boy, who had initially found the scene breathtaking, nearly broke as soon as he heard the mechanical voice reminding him that the virtual world was on the verge of collapse.
Shouting "I want to take the college entrance exam" was purely a subconscious reaction.
"Brother, you're my own brother, please find a way to get me back." The boy didn't want to be a hero anymore.
Looking at his own cowardly appearance, Bai Ye couldn't help but despise him.
Finally, it added, "Didn't you hear the mechanical voice announcing that to complete the mission, those innocent and sinners must also be returned to their original world? Otherwise—"
"Otherwise, you'll have your pay docked."
The boy was quite quick-witted and immediately understood the implication: "You're just being stingy too, it's only two thousand."
white night:"……"
2000 Ghost Coins are equivalent to 20 health points. Young people are truly carefree and live too comfortably.
"Don't waste time. Focus on observing the deterrent effect of the golden rice. Don't let those intangible things run rampant until it loses its effectiveness."
Bai Ye was determined to maintain order in the six locations and was determined to hold out until the first round of trials was over.
The boy had no choice but to do as instructed.
Aside from occasional complaints like "There are so many more fragments" or "The screaming from below is really loud," the overall effort was quite serious.
Two hours later, the prosecutor's notification finally arrived.
"Officer, the first round of trials has concluded. All those who have been exonerated have left the General Affairs Department. Proceed immediately to the six checkpoints for a coordinated arrest operation. You are to take over from them."
Bai Ye frowned. The prosecutor seemed far too confident. How could such a small number of people be enough?
"Ask the prosecutor about the specific methods of action," Bai Ye told the boy, expressing his doubts.
The boy immediately communicated with the prosecutor, and after the meeting, both of them were shocked and deeply moved.
The boy said, "I thought prosecutors simply conducted trials. How could he possibly delegate the power of judgment to other people?"
Bai Ye: "I was narrow-minded and underestimated the power of the prosecutor."
The boy said, "Won't doing this weaken his own power? He still wants to drag me into fighting the Chief Executive. If he's weaker, won't I be in a terrible situation?"
Although we only have 24 hours to operate, what if something happens?
What if we run into the mastermind behind it all...
"One should always be fully prepared," the boy thought to himself, sounding quite profound.
Bai Ye ignored the boy's "earnest words" and waited at Exit Six for the innocent to arrive.
In less than a quarter of an hour, a blur of motion rushed over. When Bai Ye finally saw who it was, he was still very excited.
It was Vice Captain Gou Xun; he was indeed innocent.
"Officer, I'm under orders from the prosecutor to be in charge of checkpoint number six."
As Gou Xun spoke, he raised his hand and flipped it over. His palm emitted a faint yellow-gold light, which was fine but possessed an undeniable power.
Bai Ye watched as the other party manipulated the power; the golden light shot into the bottom of the cliff, like a giant golden net sinking into the water. A moment later, it was pulled up, and within the net, a cacophony of roars erupted, seemingly filled with invisible forces.
Gou Xun took out an urn, opened the lid, and put all the contents of the gold wire mesh into the urn.
He closed the box, then looked up and said, "Enforcement Officer, this is my current ability. Please rest assured, I will not let anything go. I, Gou Xun, swear to protect Liudaokou City with my life."
The boy couldn't help but swallow hard; the prosecutor was incredibly skilled!
"Is it safe to put these things in the box? I mean, are their lives in danger?"
Young man, remember this: these intangible things are all innocent.
One of his older brother's tasks was to escort these innocent people away.
Gou Xun paused for a moment, seemingly not expecting the law enforcement officer to care about such a trivial matter, but still answered earnestly: "Please rest assured, officer, the prosecutor has instructed that they were all captured alive in the net."
The boy left only after confirming that everything was alright.
Afterwards, I went to several other locations and saw the same methods and procedures, which finally put my mind at ease.
"Big brother, where are we going now?" The boy was still confused. "Four hours have passed."
Bai Ye thought for a moment and said, "Return to the General Affairs Office."
"Where are you going?"
“After the prosecutor’s third round of hearings is over, we will talk to him about the trial of the innocent.”
The boy nodded and ran towards the General Affairs Office.
Then, seemingly swaggering in, but actually sneaking around, they entered the courtroom and sat in the last, secluded corner.
He remained an audience member throughout the trial, listening to the prosecutor conduct the proceedings.
Bai Ye watched along with him; this was the first time he had ever witnessed such bizarre methods.
No, it should be called power.
The prosecutor stood on a high platform, facing a squad leader standing below. He spoke a complex and profound speech, and the squad leader's expression immediately changed.
When the other party's face turned red and he tried to argue, the prosecutor raised his right hand.
A golden light shone from his palm, completely enveloping the person below.
The person who initially tried to argue his way out immediately became terrified, and then surprisingly began to repent.
“I am guilty. I participated in the seafood scheme. I violated the Order Act. I am the source of evil.”
The prosecutor withdrew his right hand, then raised his left, and a wisp of white mist emerged from his palm, enveloping the person below.
Afterwards, someone came forward and led him away from the courtroom.
As for those who were innocent, after being illuminated by the prosecutor's golden light, they showed no facial discomfort, but instead revealed expressions of happiness and joy.
The prosecutor leaned down slightly, brushed his palm across the other person's head, and said gently, "Those who listen to the piety of order, the world bestows upon you strength."
The man looked down at his palm, which glowed faintly with gold, then bowed to the prosecutor and turned to leave.
Bai Ye watched one trial after another until the last person was put on trial. At the end, he heard a low murmur.
"Officer, do you need to step forward to conduct a trial?"
The boy stood up, about to say "no," when suddenly his vision spun around him. When he opened his eyes again, his field of vision was narrow and he was looking straight ahead.
The boy was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses, feeling both scared and relieved.
What I fear is that things might be exposed, but what reassures me is that I'm not the one facing all of this.
"Brother, take care." The young man couldn't help but comfort him.
Bai Ye looked down and saw that his hands were his own, flexible and mobile.
Looking up again, he saw the prosecutor opposite him with a serious yet kind expression, and he saw his own face reflected in the prosecutor's pupils.
The item has stopped working.
Just now!
Bai Ye: "..." This is a mess.
Seeing the young man standing blankly in the corner, the prosecutor beckoned him over, "Come here, my dear law enforcement officer."
Bai Ye hesitated, but for the sake of the mission, he still walked towards the other person step by step.
"I'm sorry, prosecutor, I lied to you. I'm not a law enforcement officer." Bai Ye apologized first, his tone sincere as he asked for forgiveness.
There was nothing we could do; our power was too weak to contend with the prosecutors.
He was even prepared to borrow money from [the Strange] again and get some props to defend himself if the other party made a move.
At worst, I'll end up with a mountain of debt.
The one who borrows money is the boss, Bai Ye firmly believes. He has taken out numerous loans, and [Weird] would definitely not want him to die here.
However, the worst outcome did not occur.
The prosecutor simply raised his right hand and shared a portion of the golden light with Bai Ye.
Bai Ye was dumbfounded. "Prosecutor, you?"
"You're a player, aren't you? An outsider who has entered our world."
Bai Ye's expression changed drastically. This was something he had never expected; the prosecutor had actually revealed his identity directly.
Player, what a taboo word.
"Don't be afraid. It's because our world is in chaos that you players have an opportunity to take advantage. I actually hope that you players can do something to bring a glimmer of hope to our world."
Bai Ye was confused.
The prosecutor changed the subject, bringing up the trial of intangible things.
Since this concerned his own mission, Bai Ye was naturally eager to participate, and even offered to participate in the first round of trials because he had received some golden light.
The prosecutor smiled and nodded, glanced outside the courtroom, and said, "Wait a little longer, the first batch of documents should be delivered soon. When they arrive, you will stand in my position and conduct the trial."
Bai Ye had many questions in her mind.
I don't understand why the prosecutor is so lenient and tolerant.
Do you not understand what it means for players to have a chance in a world in chaos?
He didn't understand even more: given his identity as a grassroots order member of the White Night organization, would other order members agree to this trial?
“Judges need to be fair and impartial. If you can do that, no one will object,” the prosecutor said calmly, standing to the side.
Just then, the hall door opened.
Chang Sheng walked in, carrying an urn of ashes. He looked somewhat surprised when he saw Bai Ye standing in the judge's seat.
But he quickly regained his composure, walked over to the prosecutor, and said that all the invisible beings roaming the city had been captured.
"This is the first batch. Please take a look, prosecutor." Chang Sheng handed over the urn.
The prosecutor turned to the side, smiling, and said, "This is the prosecutor. Just hand these things over to him."
Bai Ye looked up and met Chang Sheng's gaze, their eyes meeting in a rather awkward exchange.
Unable to resist, he called out "Captain".
Chang Sheng's eyelids twitched. He couldn't understand when his team members had started working under the prosecutor, and their promotion speed was like a triple jump. They had become intern prosecutors.
I've heard that prosecutors want to retire, but isn't the selection of new prosecutors a bit too hasty?
Chang Sheng glanced furtively at the prosecutor; the prosecutor's gaze was calm and composed, not joking. Before him stood Bai Ye, once his teammate, now the prosecutor presiding over this trial.
He finally straightened up and respectfully handed over the urn, saying, "This is the first batch of items submitted. Please proceed with the trial, prosecutor."
Bai Ye held the urn containing the ashes and stood in the empty courtroom. In front of him were the prosecutor and Chang Sheng.
The two men had different expressions, but both were looking forward to the trial.
"Brother, you're awesome! You actually became a prosecutor."
The boy watched the whole thing and couldn't help but sigh with envy, "Why don't I have this kind of luck? When I dressed up as a law enforcement officer before, it wasn't cool at all."
Bai Ye, however, had no way to express her suffering.
Only when he stood on the judge's bench did he realize the true power contained in the golden light in his hand.
The so-called trial involves using this golden energy to "see through" the life of the person being judged. At the same time, a high-precision instrument operates rapidly in the mind, calculating right and wrong, gains and losses, and finally arriving at a relatively fair result.
This result was not derived from big data; it was calculated purely by the prosecutors themselves.
With such massive computing power and spying capabilities, can I really handle it?
Bai Ye was very suspicious that his half-demon body might shatter and break before the first trial was even over.
"Young man, there's no need to be afraid. Just do your best in the trial," the prosecutor said with a smile, offering words of encouragement.
Chang Sheng nodded in agreement, saying, "Even an intern prosecutor possesses formidable abilities. Bai Ye, have faith in yourself."
Their eyes were burning with passion, and Bai Ye couldn't say "no" under their gazes. So, he gritted his teeth and took out an invisible object from the urn.
A golden light enveloped his palm, and in an instant, the other person's past life flashed through his mind like scenes from a movie.
But this isn't like watching a movie; as events unfold one by one, Bai Ye, as a prosecutor, needs to make the most precise calculations.
Bai Ye was given golden light and had mastered the laws of calculation, but when he actually started to operate it, his brain almost exploded in an instant.
It hurts so much!
That kind of computational workload would give you a concussion.
The boy, oblivious to all this, kept encouraging him, "Go, big brother! You're the best, big brother! You're my god!"
"puff--"
Bai Ye was momentarily distracted and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Young man, are you alright?" the prosecutor asked, stepping forward with concern. "If you can't hold on, you can give up."
Bai Ye coughed up blood, but his expression was unusually excited. He grabbed the prosecutor's hand and exclaimed, "I've figured it out! I've figured it out!"
Looking at the invisible object before him, Bai Ye's expression changed.
He mimicked the prosecutor's gesture, placing his palm above the other person's head, and said gently, "Those who listen to the order with devotion, the world grants you strength."
As soon as he finished speaking, the invisible object slowly emerged into a faint figure, which gradually solidified and finally landed in the courtroom.
She was an eight or nine-year-old girl, missing half of her body, her pure white dress stained with blood.
Bai Ye saw what had happened and felt a pang of sadness. This innocent person had been hit by a malicious driver. The other half of their body was almost completely destroyed on the spot.
Before she died, she was captured by a gray phantom, nodded in a daze, and came to this world.
Before Bai Ye could say anything, the prosecutor urged, "Young man, please speed up the trial. More intangible things will be sent over later."
Thinking of something, she smiled again and said, "Your time seems to be running out. You need to work hard."
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