Simulate the universe, starting with speedrunning Greek.

All the citizens of Rome obediently adopted a listening posture, as if they were about to hear some sacred speech.

Night: "I'm not quite sure how to put it, but in fact, I'm not as eloquent as Tiberius..."

But these eyes can still see quite a lot, and now I just want to express what I see.

Perhaps these limited insights can be of some help to you, making you better understand the sacred and indispensable importance of our presence here, of holding this people's assembly!

Chapter 118 Let us swear an oath to the great god-ancestor Romulus!

"I have never been a person with great beliefs, not at all."

But I admire people like that. I don't possess the same pioneering spirit as the great Roman patriarch Romulus.

My strength alone is far from enough to protect this Rome that has changed, so we need more people with the courage to stand up and walk with us.

If our great patriarch were here, I think he might tell you that the Rome here, the Rome of this era, is not the Rome he once loved and defended with his life.

I think he would say that modern Rome is more prosperous, powerful, and flourishing, but at the same time it is also cruel, cold, and narrow-minded!

With each word Ye uttered, his hoarse, icy voice, as if swallowing a knife, resonated in everyone's hearts, sending shivers down their spines—

That tangible, sharp gaze, as if slicing through the air, swept over the many Roman senators.

Every elder who was looked at by him would involuntarily lower his head slightly, avert his gaze, and tremble slightly...

They felt that the last few words Ye uttered, each time with increasing emphasis, seemed to be describing them.

And they were the source of Rome's cruelty and its corruption.

At this point, the elders began to discuss the matter with unease.

An elder even shouted at Ye to shut up... "Don't say anymore."

"This is alarmist... This is alarmist. Our Rome remains bright, powerful and republican."

The great god Romulus would not punish him for this—

"Do you dare to swear before the twelve Olympian gods, and before our great ancestor Romulus, that every word you say now is true?"

"If there is any deception—you will be condemned to eternal damnation!" Ye suddenly stepped forward and shouted at the other party.

He revealed an expression as majestic as a roaring lion, and a gaze as fierce as a hungry wolf.

Upon hearing that terrifying oath, the elders immediately fell silent.

The Romans were quite superstitious and believed in the existence of God, so naturally they wouldn't dare make such a solemn oath, especially since it involved their great Roman ancestors...

—Should they swear an oath to the man who founded Rome?! No, no, no, they know in their hearts that the current Rome is unworthy, and has no face to say such a thing.

How could they not know what Rome is truly like now?

“You…!” An elder, his face flushed with excitement, pointed at Ye.

Night shouted louder: "I know the greatness of Rome in the eyes of the great god-father Romulus, which must be greater than you can imagine."

With a broad vision and open mind, everyone can freely express their opinions.

The elders attempted to refute the statement—

But their voices, the voices of a group of people, could not completely drown out Ye's voice alone.

The civilians at the scene also became somewhat agitated.

"If he saw Rome now, he would surely ask what happened to Rome..."

In just a few decades, our common people have lost their husbands, fathers, and sons, and then their families, land, and freedom—the very foundation upon which they depend for survival.

Our free people are being enslaved one after another...

If our brave soldiers and heroes fighting on the front lines lose hope and faith in the future, our army will lose its morale...

The once invincible Roman army is now unable to suppress even small Spanish rebels or slave revolts.

Are they just getting old?

Or were they simply exhausted, lost their will to fight because of the darkness in Rome and the inability to see any hope for the future?

I believe that the most urgent task is to awaken the soul and will of Rome.

Our army needs a new military spirit, to emerge from decay and new life.

And this all has to start with giving them the treatment they deserve!

Answer me, soldiers—! Can you tolerate your free spirits, the nobility of your hearts, being tainted by so-called decay and filth?!

"cannot!!"

"cannot!!!"

"No!!!" Loud and unified roars echoed from countless directions in the central square of Rome.

Those were the voices of countless retired soldiers, even the Roman garrison.

When the roar that shook the atmosphere and the sky pierced through the clouds—

The moment this will coalesced, a terrifying force also rose up.

Ye suddenly contracted his pupils, his powerful senses once again perceiving an astonishing, invisible force gathering from the soldiers, and even from the countless Roman citizens who were now watching.

Finally, as the light converged over the city of Rome, Apollo's blessing within Night began to emit a faint glow...

Even the statue of Apollo behind Ye faintly emitted white light, but the light was so weak that no one noticed it.

And the next moment, the 'Will of Rome' seemed to awaken.

The concept of momentum does exist. When the energy of countless life forces clashes, even the weakest individual, when as many tiny things as stars come together, will become incredibly vast and powerful.

It wasn't surprising that Ye, with his powerful five senses, could perceive this change in aura, but—he also sensed something else.

It wasn't just a matter of momentum; rather, it was the strong public outcry and the blessing of Apollo within him that seemed to have stimulated this land, causing subtle changes.

So, the next moment——

A long-lost feeling arose...

Before the popular assembly convened, you delivered a speech in the central square of Rome.

Countless Romans were moved and ashamed by your words, their deepest emotions stirred, and they roared hysterically, declaring their inner resentment.

At this moment, everyone's mind is filled with only one voice, one shared will.

A subtle miracle occurred due to the resonance of thoughts and the influence of the faint light of hope within you.

That was a miracle that should never have appeared in this land where mystery had faded.

Then--

On this land, the will of Rome is beginning to awaken.

You have received the blessing of the land. Mother Earth of Rome has taken notice of you, and because your actions are causing Rome to be reborn and for the decaying land to sprout new shoots, your power has been blessed anew.

From now on, you will fight on the land that was once the Roman Empire. Your base combat strength will increase exponentially, and the stronger the enemy you face, the greater the power boost you will receive.

As long as your feet are still on the ground, you will never fall. You will receive "Eternal Roman Continuation EX", and your immortality will be modified and strengthened on Roman land. This is a reward for continuing the fate of the Roman nation.

The weakness in the heel is being corrected. With continued activity on Roman soil and making a (positive) and far-reaching impact, there is a chance that the heel weakness could be permanently corrected.

Chapter 119 If you are unworthy of your position, then step down, Your Excellency!

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Everything happened in an instant. After receiving the message from the Black Tower at the simulated universe transfer station, Ye was suddenly shocked.

I was a little confused...

Did a speech awaken the will of Rome and bestow blessings?

What kind of miraculous luck is this? Is it Apollo's blessing at work again, or rather... shining and radiating heat?

nb——!

The land itself has a will, and a simple speech can awaken the will of the earth—something Ye Gan never dared to imagine before.

But now, thanks to Apollo's blessing, a lavish gift has fallen from the sky!

Hiss, the sun god is the best! He found himself somewhat fond of this great lord of light.

Of course—I just genuinely admire its radiant power.

This isn't some god of light; it's clearly a god of miracles and good fortune!

Please have more of these beneficial chemical reactions.

Apollo, my hero! On nights when I feel incredibly good, I am filled with admiration.

So, God really does exist!

Bathed in divine grace and empowered by the will of the Roman land, Ye's combat power increased several times over, and his life force became more vigorous. Suddenly, his aura became even more oppressive.

At that moment, Ye suddenly felt as if he had become invincible in this godless era.

He knew it was an illusion caused by a sudden and tremendous boost to his power.

But he is indeed very, very, very strong right now!!

He's so powerful that he could probably completely ignore the threat from the Senate, and even if he returned to the Greek universe, he would be one of the top heroes.

Unfortunately, this power originated from Rome itself and was lost once it left Rome.

And at this moment——

When the hostile senators of the Senate focused their attention on Ye, they sensed an aura as terrifying as the deepest ocean.

It felt as if a guillotine was already at their necks, ready to fall at any moment; the sense of danger was as if they would be decapitated at any instant…

The elders, who had originally intended to continue speaking out angrily, suddenly shuddered and swallowed their words.

They didn't know what had happened, but something was bound to happen to Lista Night.

The instinct of living beings to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune stopped them from continuing their dangerous and provocative actions.

However—it was all too late.

Because of the sudden enhancement, Ye lost the will to continue his speech. At this moment, he only wanted to speed up the completion of the reform and said, "That's all I wanted to say."

"Then, the people's assembly shall officially begin!"

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