Read the following passage and questions, then choose the right answer from options, the answer should be one of A, B, C, D.

<passage>:
"The biggest, most convincing liar wins. It's as simple as that. It doesn't matter how outlandish a whopper you tell. Unless, of course, they've made up their minds that you just naturally aren't as big a liar as they are. And it looks like that's just what they've done. It wouldn't make any difference to them Zeckler frowned. "And how do they regard the—the biggest Meyerhoff shifted uneasily. "It's hard to say. It's been my experience that they respect him highly—maybe even fear him a little. After all, the most convincing liar always wins in any transaction, so he gets more land, more food, more power. Yes, I think the biggest liar could go where he pleased without any interference." "Wait a minute," he said tensely. "To tell them a lie that they'd have to believe—a lie they simply couldn't help Zeckler's eyes flashed, and a huge grin broke out on his and the judge banged the gavel for silence. As soon as Zeckler gaunt face of the prisoner. Zeckler's face was dark with a "The jury—" The judge stared down at Zeckler as if he were a bug on a a little. "So Harry Zeckler's in a jam again," he said. to convict me," he said softly, "in the worst sort of way. Isn't that right?" "That's right." "But you can't really convict me until you've considered carefully any statement I make in my own defense. Isn't that right?" The judge looked uncomfortable. "If you've got something decide that you really want to convict me." He paused, and glanced slyly at the judge. "You don't think much of those who tell the truth, it seems. Well, put this statement in your Zeckler's eyes widened. "What do you mean, fool? So I All Earthmen are absolutely incapable of telling the truth. " Puzzled frowns appeared on the jury's faces. One or two It had to come as a bombshell. I had to establish myself as a liar—the prize liar of them all, but I had to tell the sort of lie that they simply could not cope with. Something that would throw them into such utter confusion that they wouldn't And this time, buddy, you're paying the piper." " a liar, in which case—oh, it was tailor-made." "It sure was." Meyerhoff's voice was a snarl. "Well, it made me out a liar in a class they couldn't approach, Zeckler stood up shakily. "You can't believe anything the didn't it?" "You've committed the most heinous crime these creatures can imagine, and they're going to get you for it if it's the last thing they do. I'm afraid, my friend, that your con-man days are Zeckler's grin broadened, and he leaned back luxuriously. he said weakly. "Nothing like a good lawyer to handle a trial." " lose a case like it's never been lost before!" Zeckler went white. "But that money was in banking custody!" A choking sound came from Zeckler's throat. " trial." Zeckler spluttered. "There's no evidence—you've got nothing don't think you'll get off." Zeckler puffed nervously on his cigarette, his narrow face entire legal and monetary system revolves on that principle. barter and trade imaginable, aimed at individual survival, with land as the value behind the credit. That explains the lying—of course they're liars, with an economy like that. They've completely missed the concept of truth. Pathological? You bet they're pathological! Only a fool would tell the truth when his life depended on his being a better liar than the next guy! Lying is the time-honored tradition, with their entire legal system built around it." Zeckler snorted. "But how could they Meyerhoff shrugged. "As we understand legal systems, I suppose they don't have one. They have only the haziest idea what truth represents, and they've shrugged off the idea as impossible and useless." He chuckled maliciously. "So you Zeckler was visibly shaken. "Look," he said weakly, "so I form—judge, jury, court procedure, all that folderol. They shot the little con-man a stony glance. "At least you've got a courtroom, a judge, and a jury for this mess. Beyond that—" He shrugged eloquently. "I can't make any promises." prosecutor eyed Zeckler with cold malevolence, then turned judge's voice roared out, "against one Harry Zeckler—" he "The Chairman of the Jury," said the Judge succinctly, "will read the verdict." The little native in the front of the jury-box popped up like a puppet on a string. "Defendant found guilty on all counts," he said. "Defendant is guilty! The court will pronounce sentence—" " Now wait a minute! Honor. Later, Your Honor. The trial comes first ." I should call for the verdict." "Later. You have to have the trial before you can have the verdict." Zeckler leaned over, his face ashen. "These charges," he lies . They're liars, the whole pack of them—" He broke off as the prosecutor roared a name. cairn, and the prosecutor said, "Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth, so help you—" he paused to squint at the paper in his hand, and finished on a Zeckler's face, another on the prosecutor, and closing the third Zeckler—"stopped me in my tracks with a vicious cry. He had "Objection!" Zeckler squealed plaintively, jumping to his The witness glowered at Zeckler. "As I was saying before "But how can I fight testimony like that?" fight it." "But they can't prove a word of it—" He looked at the jury, who were listening enraptured to the second witness on the low intelligence. The only thing in the world they have any respect for is a liar bigger and more skillful than they are." the jury delivers the verdict?" "Your lives, your land, everything you hold dear," Zeckler to hear his words. "These charges," he continued, "all of them—they're perfectly true. At least, they seem There was a loud hiss from the back of the court. Zeckler theirs, not mine. They have bribed your Goddess, flattered her and lied to her, coerced her all-powerful goodness to their own evil interests, preparing for the day when they could persuade One by one the natives nudged one another, and booed, and guffawed, until the rising tide of racket drowned out Zeckler's words. "The defendant is obviously lying," roared the prosecutor over the pandemonium. "Any fool knows that the Goddess can't be bribed. How could she be a Goddess if she could?" Zeckler grew paler. "But—perhaps they were very clever—" "Unless the defendant wishes to take up more of our precious time with these ridiculous lies, the jury—" "Wait! Your Honor, I request a short recess before I present my final plea." The judge settled back with a disgusted snarl. "Do I have Somehow, Zeckler managed to stumble from the witness Zeckler puffed hungrily on a cigarette, and looked up at how big a lie you tell." Zeckler sat in silence for a moment. "This lying business," he said finally, "exactly how does it work?"

<question>:
What does the outcome of Zeckler's trial suggest about the modern legal system?

<options>:
A The legal system is set up to benefit those with more power and wealth.
B For a defendant in the legal system, there is no desirable outcome.
C The better lawyer a defendant has, the more likely they are to clear their names.
D Sometimes it is more optimal to lie and make a guilty plea, than to tell the truth and be found guilty.

<answer>:

C