Simulate the universe, starting with speedrunning Greek.

It doesn't even deserve to be called divinity—

But Ye was still deeply moved—she never imagined that Apollo's blessing could actually be used as a detector.

Night had an idea when the power of light resonated between the plaza and the statue.

I can't believe it actually worked!

Chapter Fifty-Three: The Noble Woman and Little Caesar

Although very faint, there was indeed a trace of divinity about the three Spartans.

Were the Spartans really descendants of Hercules?

This is what truly shook Ye Xin's heart.

This also confirmed that the three warriors before him were genuine Spartans, and that the slave traders had not deceived him.

What happened next was simple: Yoruichi immediately selected these three slaves and decided to buy them.

Seeing that someone actually wanted to buy them, the three Spartans raised their heads and looked at the direction of the night with a fierce and disdainful expression.

At the same time, some people were puzzled as to why anyone would dare to buy slaves like them who would rather die than submit.

The Spartans would never submit to the weak!

They would rather die than be forced to serve as slaves to the weak!

"If you want to leave here, don't resist..."

I know you don't respect me right now.

"But you don't want to stay in cages forever, do you?" Night suddenly spoke to the three slaves in the cage.

This startled the three Spartans, who immediately fell silent.

Night's words truly struck a nerve with them.

Night: "I want all three of these Spartans."

"Select some Thracian and Italian warriors."

The slave trader immediately said, "As long as there's money, everything is negotiable... Hehehe, rich man..."

Spartans, twenty oris (gold coins).

A Thracian warrior costs fifteen ores, an Italian warrior costs ten ores. You see—”

so expensive?

Night frowned. One warrior costs ten Oris, so buying ten would cost a hundred Oris.

That's how they gave away enough food to feed a family in Rome for several years.

Not to mention that the Thracians, whose combat strength is slightly better, saw their prices increase by half, while the Spartans' prices doubled.

He had seen the price tags on those slaves before, and even some of the beautiful female slaves were only this price.

Highly skilled soldiers are indeed expensive.

Although Ye had so much money, having previously plundered a considerable amount from the dead slave owners, he did not want to spend so much on the filthy slave traders.

If this weren't Rome, he would have already resorted to double-crossing.

He felt no guilt whatsoever for robbing slave traders.

Seeing Ye frown, the slave trader's heart skipped a beat, but he still smiled ingratiatingly and said, "This is the going rate, I'm not lying to you..."

If you think it's too expensive, you can buy twenty Italian warriors at once, and I'll throw in a pretty little female slave for you.

I assure you, it's absolutely a virgin.

Originally, I planned to sell it when it was fully grown; then it would be worth at least twenty-five oris.

The slave trader had no doubt that he couldn't afford to go out at night; his demeanor and appearance were simply too deceptive.

but--

He wanted the Italian warriors, he wanted the Spartan and Thracian warriors too, but this little slave girl, who was asking for a fortune and immediately priced at twenty-five oris, did she really think he was an easy fool to fool?

On the way here, Ye saw that even the most beautiful and charming blonde girls, like white swans or princesses, on the signs were only around twenty years old.

Is twenty-five-year-old Oris really going to be as beautiful as a nymph?!

Although Ye didn't want to pay the money, he still let the slave trader take him to choose people first.

This nonchalant and confident demeanor reassured the slave traders; it seemed this man was certainly not short of money.

The slave trader became even more enthusiastic, and he took Ye to visit several of his trading posts, where they selected four Italian warriors and six Thracian warriors.

Including the Spartans from before, that makes thirteen slave warriors.

Later that night, he found a pair of beautiful sisters to take care of his daily life.

After questioning the slave trader and discovering that he had a group of special slaves who possessed some craftsmanship and special occupational skills, Ye bought a number of slaves who knew about crafts and agriculture.

He would soon settle in the capital, Rome, and the money he had robbed from the slave owners would be enough for him to buy an estate in Rome. The estate would be used to grow vegetables, fruits, and crops, which would require manpower to take care of it.

Once he is financially secure in reality, he can more confidently begin the next simulation of the universe.

It was while Ye was selecting slaves that, when they reached a slightly open area, Ye suddenly sensed a murderous intent.

The killing intent wasn't directed at him; it seemed as if someone was lying in ambush there, and it was mixed with hatred...

The night marched on relentlessly, but a slight sense of unease crept into my heart.

'I hope I don't get dragged into any trouble.'

Although I already have the favor of the Julius family, it shouldn't be a problem to exchange it for the status of a free citizen who can settle in Rome.

But he's new here, his situation isn't stable, and he doesn't want to get into any trouble in Rome...

But sometimes, fate just plays tricks on people like that.

A noblewoman and a young boy, followed by several guards, walked out from the entrance of the slave market where night had just begun.

The noble woman had a head of golden hair piled up like ears of rice, and her fair skin shone like glistening water droplets in the sunlight. Her figure was very voluptuous and curvaceous, yet possessed a delicate beauty that did not seem contradictory.

Her graceful figure and full, seemingly bursting breasts captivated the hearts of the slaves on either side as she moved about.

Upon seeing the newcomers, the slave traders quickly lowered their heads, not daring to look at them for long.

The elegant woman before me was whispering something to a boy who looked to be about ten years old...

Because they were quite far apart, it was difficult for ordinary people to hear what the two were saying.

But Ye was clearly not in this category. His body had already been nourished and strengthened, growing every day, and each day's growth was more significant than the previous day.

This powerful body, in turn, nourished his powerful mental strength and enhanced Ye's five senses.

He could now clearly hear the conversation between the noblewoman and the little boy in the distance.

"Listen, Caesar, to become a great man, knowledge and ability alone are not enough."

You still need to hone your courage...

You have completed your studies and will be fifteen years old in a few years, becoming a real man.

The men of the Julius family must be better than others.

You have never disappointed your mother since you were a child.

I believe it won't happen this time either!

Today we'll choose an ordinary slave for you to test your skills and see blood.

Your uncle Lucius had already seen blood before he was twelve years old, personally killing a strong adult slave.

His extraordinary courage and strength are one of the reasons why he is so outstanding, able to be elected consul and even invincible on the battlefield.

Chapter Fifty-Four: Little Caesar, the Prodigal Son, a Man with 1300 Tarrants in Debt from Studying

When Aurelia Corta spoke to her son in this way.

The boy standing to the side frowned slightly after hearing his mother's words.

“But I would rather be like Uncle Marius, Mother.”

At that age, Caesar was still a big fan of his uncle Marius.

When Aurelia Corta heard this, she wasn't annoyed; she simply phrased it differently—

"Even your uncle Marius followed Scipio the Younger in defeating the mighty Carthage."

Your uncle possesses not only great wisdom, but also considerable courage and strength.

“I understand, Mother.” Caesar’s furrowed brows relaxed.

In fact, he was not averse to seeing blood or training his weapons; in fact, one could say he was eager to try.

The ancient Romans had a bloodthirsty, warlike nature and a fondness for powerful warriors!

Even though Caesar would initially take the civil service route and be determined to rise to power through eloquence and money, he never neglected his martial arts training.

In the future, like Haruman, when he was forced to flee after being purged by Sulla, Caesar even joined the local army to fight pirates and received medals.

This reveals that Caesar possessed a restless, valiant, and warlike heart.

However, Caesar's family conditions were not as 'well-off' as one might imagine, which caused his mother, Aurelia, to constantly worry about Caesar's upbringing.

The Julius family's collateral branch, specifically Caesar's line, has only one male heir left in this generation, meaning Caesar bears a heavy responsibility. (He's somewhat similar to Murong Fu in Tian Long Ba Bu, but his start is much better.)

As a long-established Roman noble family with a history of five hundred years, Caesar's family was not considered wealthy compared to other long-established Roman noble families at the time.

Um--

This lack of wealth is relative to those nobles who possess immense power and riches.

He was so poor that he owned several buildings and numerous estates in the Subra district, which also supported Caesar's studies for over a decade, ultimately making him the wealthiest person in Rome in terms of knowledge.

Rome originated from seven small hills, where living conditions were relatively better. Although the land between the hills was not originally habitable and was only able to be inhabited after being leveled and improved, it gradually became a symbol of nobility through the construction by several generations of nobles.

Compared to these established noble families, the Julius family, who were so poor that they could only live in the market district at the foot of the mountain, were indeed quite 'impoverished and destitute'.

In such dire circumstances, even Aurelia Corta, Caesar's mother and the woman he was to marry, was merely a commoner noblewoman whose family had only produced one consul; one could even say that Aurelia was of commoner origin.

The Julius family was genuinely poor.

It is said that studying in Rome at that time was a very expensive activity, and as the man who studied the most in Rome (Caesar), coupled with Caesar's somewhat dissolute personality in his youth, he even owed a debt of up to 1300 talents before he fully entered the mainstream of Rome at the age of thirty, which can be described as being heavily indebted.