Simulate the universe, starting with speedrunning Greek.

P.S.: I forgot to post my full attendance bonus the other day, and I only updated once every two days. It's gone now... My full attendance bonus is gone! I'm so sad.

In a fit of grief and indignation, I'm adding an extra chapter.

We're giving up, giving up. I hope the big shots can slow down and not push the bounty up too quickly.

I didn't get full attendance for the extra chapters, and I instantly felt like I lost a thousand or two. I should have known that they would open a bounty next month, so I could have written for a while first and had more readers.

Chapter Sixty-Four: The Blueprint Illuminates the Future, the True God of Humanity, the Light of Salvation for Us!

Even their names were taken away, as was their right to reproduce and thrive naturally.

Even if someone secretly has an affair and gives birth to a child, the newborn child will become the private property of the slave owner and become a new slave.

Generation after generation, there is a sense of utter despair with no way out in sight!

It's no wonder that Rome often ruined itself under such excessively high-pressure exploitation.

Ye knew that these subtle rules and habits of the times couldn't be changed with just a few words.

If you put a cake right in front of a slave's mouth, they'll suspect it's poisoned... that the slave owner wants to kill them and amuses them by watching them suffer.

But once grace and mercy are linked to benefits, even the smallest change is enough to make these slaves grateful.

Just like when Ye had freed these slaves from their last shackles, they all knelt down with tears of gratitude.

—Loyalty has skyrocketed.

If there were systematic data to show, we could probably hear loyalty increasing by 1 by now.

Having granted the slaves initial freedom and dignity, he is now giving them another opportunity.

Night: "Do you want dignity? Do you want more freedom?"

Then use your own hands to fight for it.

Do you want glory? Do you want to have children and grandchildren?

Then go to the battlefield and fight your way out.

As long as you fight for me and make enough contributions, I may even restore your status as free citizens in the future.

Your children will no longer be born as children of slaves or as slaves.

We can live openly and honestly under the sun!

With each word Ye spoke, the emotions of the slaves below grew increasingly agitated and turbulent.

at this time--

Let alone still hesitating about whether to believe the Spartans of the Night.

The other slave warriors were breathing heavily, and even began to fantasize about a bright future.

Ah, their great and benevolent master, the blueprint he has drawn for himself is far too blissful.

If such a future truly exists, even if it means dying on this path of struggle, I would still be eager to pursue it and find it worthwhile.

If there were a choice—

At least they want to choose a more dignified path, to live with dignity.

But if we say that Ye's words only moved them, then...

What followed was the comet strike, which further demonstrated their sincere commitment to improving the system—

Night: "If you take the heads of ten enemies on the battlefield, then you will have the opportunity to reproduce."

I will personally purchase female slaves for you, so that you may marry and have children.

When you kill fifty enemies, you can have your own servants, and even improve your status and position with me based on your military merits.

For every victory, everyone holding a position can be promoted one rank.

When you are able to lead a team of a hundred people, I will completely free you from your slave status and make you true commoners.

even--

Fight for me, and achieve enough merit so that your wives and daughters may also have the opportunity to escape slavery.

Even if you unfortunately die on the battlefield, I will raise your children, and they will still have the opportunity to fight for me in the future.

And they will inherit the achievements you made in your lifetime, giving them a greater chance of escaping slavery.

The Qin Dynasty employed a typical military merit system, where the entire population was mobilized for war, and trust was established by erecting a wooden pole.

In this world, anything can betray you. Ideals and glory are unreliable; they may just be empty promises from the upper class, beautiful blueprints that are ultimately out of reach.

But tangible benefits won't...

The night gave them a clear hope, a visible chance to escape slavery and regain their freedom.

Even if they unfortunately die on the battlefield, their descendants can inherit their merits.

If they killed forty-nine people on the battlefield, their descendants would only need to kill one more person to obtain their own servant and gain the status of an officer in the army.

After winning two battles, there is a great chance that they will become true ordinary citizens in the future.

As long as they dare to fight on the battlefield and are not afraid of death... then sooner or later, some of their descendants will become free people, and even inherit the glory of their ancestors...

What a blessing this is!

Every promise made in the night seemed like a fact that was right before our eyes, something that could be touched and verified at any moment.

Moreover, each of these was a dreamlike treatment that other slaves living in this era could not even dream of or believe.

The excited slaves trembled as they looked at the night.

They then remained silent, but a Spartan warrior stepped forward, gave a warrior's salute, and knelt down in submission.

Other slaves followed suit.

They shouted in unison: "Your will—!!"

I would become the sword and spear in your hand, to serve you unto death! Forever and ever… Great Master! Thank you for your mercy!

They looked at the man who had given them hope with reverence, as if he were a god.

The night was like the real sun, reviving their spirits and bodies, turning their cold and numb hearts into flames.

Now they have new expectations and aspirations for the future. It is foreseeable that they will train very diligently and obediently for some time to come...

They awaited the opportunity Ye had suggested, the chance for him to go to the battlefield and make a name for himself.

The power of the human heart is terrifying; when a person's will and beliefs are firm enough, just how much power can they unleash?

The Senate was unaware of this, nor were the Roman nobles.

They never treated slaves as human beings, and they certainly wouldn't understand the 'tools' they usually looked down upon.

Imagine the terrifying fighting power they can unleash when cornered or given a belief.

Even for their own freedom, for the continuation of their bloodline, for the instinct to reproduce that is etched in human beings and in the DNA of living organisms, they will become the most fearless warriors!

That loyalty and faith will erupt once again on the day when Ye truly fulfills his promise!

For the slaves, this was an opportunity—an opportunity that only existed before the merciful master of the night.

Once they escape the night, they will never be able to shake off their status as slaves, and no country or race will ever accept them again.

Even if they escaped back to their hometown, they would still be branded with shame and considered inferior because of their past as slaves.

and so--

They had nowhere to run and no better choice.

Only by following the night can they gain true freedom, dignity, and hope for a happy life.

Therefore, they would not hesitate to fight any country even if it meant going to war with them in the future.

Because apart from the night, no one will respect their dignity. Even if they are used in war, their personality will never be respected, and they will never be allowed to live or die like a human being or a warrior!

He (the master) is different...

In the future, he might become the common faith of all slaves.

At one point, kneeling below and looking down in reverence at the magnificent figures of the twin slave sisters, I couldn't help but feel a trembling thought in my heart.

If that moment truly arrives—

Perhaps... he is the true god walking among men! The savior of slaves!

Chapter Sixty-Five: AI lacks a human sense of shame, therefore it can—!

In the stillness of the night, the slave sisters prepared a bath for Ye, ready to serve him during his bath.

Only then did Ye remember to ask their names.

"What are your names...?"

“Master, my original name was Amy…”

“Reporting to Master, my original name was Ella…”

They only gave their first names, not their surnames, but Ye wasn't surprised at all.

Women who are beautiful and charming usually come from humble backgrounds.

While Rome is not without beautiful women from commoner backgrounds, daughters of wealthy families are born into privilege and grow up with a silver spoon in their mouths.

It is precisely because these beautiful women do not often work that they can maintain their moisturized skin.

Beautiful girls like Amy and Ella are mostly children from noble or wealthy merchant families who have made mistakes and were implicated in family issues, ending up as slaves.

Once they become criminals, they are no longer entitled to use surnames.

At least the original surname has been completely branded with a name of shame.

At this moment, Ye noticed that the two girls' fingers were trembling slightly as they touched and rubbed his muscles. When he looked up, he saw two girls with blushing, shy faces, but also a hint of fiery gaze.

But Ye's glance led the girls to misunderstand.

"Master, do you want us to serve you in bed?"

Night: "No, I'm not in the mood for that right now. I'm thinking about your names."

Amy: "Master, would you like to give us a new name?"

If it's your order..."