Simulate the universe, starting with speedrunning Greek.

The resentment towards the rich that often exists among the poor, coupled with the influence of rumors, led many ordinary people who felt dissatisfied with their lives to blame everything on the Senate.

Even some ordinary people who were living relatively normal lives couldn't help but blame the Senate for some trivial matters and unpleasant things in their lives.

If the Senate hadn't embezzled so much money, their lives would surely be much, much better than they are now!

As expected—it was all the Senate's fault!

As things unfolded, it was clear that a mishap could escalate into a Roman uprising!

Looking at the overwhelming momentum before them, even the veteran elders who had managed to maintain their composure and calm from the beginning began to panic.

Suddenly, a powerful senator spotted a group of Roman soldiers maintaining order among the people!

He noticed that the soldiers, unlike the retired soldiers, were clearly dressed as Roman garrison troops.

He suddenly shouted, "What are you all doing?!"

Soldier--!!

"Come quickly and protect us as we get out of here!"

The other elders also showed a hint of joy in their eyes when they saw the city's garrison.

Excellent... There was no one around just now. Once the Roman regular army arrives, they will surely capture and punish this wanton devil, Listeria.

At the very least, we should help them escape in front of these people who are on the verge of rioting...

The senators never imagined that they would be blocked by the people in their own stronghold in the capital city of Rome.

If they could wait until they returned to their respective families and mobilized their private armies, they would have a hundred ways to make Lista suffer a fate worse than death.

however--

When the elders cried out for help, the soldiers outside seemed to hear something, only occasionally glancing back before pretending not to see anything and continuing to maintain order among the people.

This scene immediately gave many veterans a bad feeling.

One of the elders had a sudden inspiration and immediately offered a reward: if anyone could rescue him, he would be willing to invest a large sum of money as a reward.

However, nobody picked them up.

It turns out that long before this popular uprising, Ye had already contacted the defense forces in Rome and won over their current leader to his side.

Roman soldiers were notoriously poorly paid and treated as less than human.

Night simply sent people to find many unhappy relatives of civilian officers to persuade and win them over, and then to educate the soldiers about the great benefits they would receive after completing the reforms with them.

Like the unions of later generations, it united soldiers and gave them a voice.

The soldiers weren't stupid; they naturally knew whose orders to listen to.

As for the money promised by the elders at this time—

It's not that no one is greedy, but who would dare to risk helping the Senate at a time like this?

Given the prevailing trend, with rioting civilians, retired soldiers, and even compatriots eyeing them covetously, who would dare to defy public opinion and help the many elders at this time?

Even if a Greek hero were resurrected, he still wouldn't be able to break through with this bunch of old bastards.

And then they realized that these soldiers seemed to have been 'bewitched' and were no longer on their side.

The elders' expressions immediately turned ferocious.

crazy!

too crazy!

These lunatics! The people have gone mad, the soldiers have gone mad! They're almost going mad themselves now.

A glance around revealed at least a thousand people staring at them with predatory eyes, roaring and howling in anger as if they wanted to tear them to shreds. The oppressive atmosphere even sent a chill down the spines of the elders who had long held high positions.

Chapter 117 Left hand salutes in praise of God; right hand salutes in declaration of war!

"Listaye, unless you truly intend to oppose the entire nation of Rome..."

Now order your men to release us. There is still room for maneuver.

"You dare not kill us. If you intend to lay a hand on us, have you considered how you will deal with the wrath of our families?" An elder suddenly calmed down and spoke coldly to Ye at the front.

Upon hearing the elder's words, many elders gradually calmed down and even regained their confidence and composure.

That's right—

If they dare not kill him at night, then there is nothing to fear.

Even if the people riot, this man will instead protect them.

Don't be intimidated by the current situation; you've been scammed...

Even if Lista didn't understand the terrifying power represented by the forces behind them, did Tiberius Grag and the others not know?

Many established nobles even mocked Ye, saying he shouldn't try to pull off such petty tricks in front of them.

They're all playing with outdated stuff...

They looked down on Ye, a nobleman who rose from commoner to nobleman, especially after this complete falling out.

however--

Night: "I admire your stubbornness. I hope you can keep it up for now."

Ye's face was all smiles, and his confident demeanor made some of the calm, collected, and perceptive elders sense that something was amiss.

They overestimate themselves...

They underestimated the power Ye held in his hands at that moment.

As the senators were forced into this situation, amidst their constant shouts, curses, and frustrated, impotent rage, the last group was finally taken to the central square of Rome…

In front of the familiar twelve Olympian statues—

Night's gaze lingered briefly on the statues...

In this timeline, I wonder if the Roman gods can still descend to the mortal realm.

But it doesn't matter—it's a simulated universe anyway, so if you can't die, then die. The ability to restart and rewind gives you confidence.

And in the open square, a special people's assembly is about to be held.

With the Senate present, the scene resembled a citizens' assembly, but in a citizens' assembly, commoners didn't have much say; only the tribunes of the plebs were present.

The assembly at this time was less a display of ancient laws invoked during a time of national crisis and peril...

It was more like a scorching sun, a public trial of the senators, roasting them over a fire.

When the midday sun shines on the statues in the square, the good sunlight has a significant impact on people's mindset. They seem to spontaneously feel a sense of justice and courage, which greatly encourages them.

Later scientific research showed that bathing in sunlight makes people feel comfortable both physically and mentally, and their emotions are more stable, while the opposite is true for people who frequently stay up late...

My mood will often become gloomy and irritable.

However, the elders, though basking in the sunlight, were not in a particularly good mood.

At this moment, they were not in a good mood at all; on the contrary, they wanted to curse. The current situation was a torment for them.

Many elders secretly vowed to punish and torment Listaye when they returned.

However, these clowns were completely unaware that the threats they spoke of and their confidence in their own safety were entirely unfounded.

It's truly pitiful—

Night had no intention of indulging these clowns.

The greatest lesson history teaches us is that we should never think that yielding and bowing down will earn us the respect and pity of our enemies. They will only take advantage of us and retaliate with even greater force.

True strength is earned through fighting.

When you wield power that instills genuine fear, dread, and dread in others, they will understand the true meaning of honesty.

Everyone followed them all the way to the central square.

It was as if a magical force had soothed everyone's emotions.

They knew that the people's assembly, which had been absent for hundreds of years, was about to begin again.

This is a long-awaited opportunity for people to exercise their rights and fight for their own happiness.

People quieted down, and the senators stopped struggling, wanting to see what Listaye was up to.

At this moment, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Ye, who was almost tacitly regarded as their leader and guide, slowly walked to the statues of the twelve gods and looked up at their faces.

He suddenly took a deep breath, then raised his left hand to bow to the statues.

The left hand is used in a gesture of reverence to God.

If the salute is given with the right hand, it is a military salute. In ancient Rome, when cavalrymen met on horseback, they would raise the visor they wore on their heads. It is said that this was to show their faces and avoid being accidentally injured by the other side.

By the 11th century, most knights in Europe had removed their face shields, and the tradition of raising the face shield had become the hat-removal ceremony.

The right hand, used in military salutes, is waved when declaring war. In the central square of Rome, in front of many ordinary people, it carries a somewhat blasphemous connotation.

At that moment, Ye wasn't thinking about so much...

Sometimes, it was just a fleeting thought in his mind, and he didn't care about the specifics of Roman etiquette, nor did he have any intention of adhering to them.

It was merely a subconscious action, as if struck by a sudden inspiration.

In the sunlight, Lista Nights' simple bow, though not standard, was incredibly natural.

It exudes elegance with a touch of holiness, like the most devout saint praying to God for inner peace.

Of course—people will never know that Lista may have a god in his heart, but that god is probably only himself.

People can pursue spiritual beliefs and inner peace, giving the ethereal spirit a place to rest.

But this god should not exist in the material world, should not be a real thing, and should not be a specific powerful life form or person.

To the unsuspecting citizens of Rome, the night was so grand, just, and sacred, its natural form bathed in sunlight bringing a sense of tranquility to their hearts.

No one would doubt the devotion of the night to the gods at this moment.

Such a righteous and kind person could never be the greedy and ambitious schemer the Senate portrays him to be...

Those who were thinking this, suddenly heard—

"Gentlemen—before convening this conference, please hear me out." Facing the statue, with his back to everyone, Ye suddenly raised his head and spoke loudly.

He took two deep breaths, then a faint smile appeared on his face as he slowly turned around to look at the eager, bewildered faces.