Simulate the universe, starting with speedrunning Greek.

(Night: Another Gaius.)

Like all the 'Gaius's' that Ye knew, every man with that name had a fiery temper.

Even though the Gracchi brothers were more inclined towards civil service, Gaius Gracchi was still an extremely hot-tempered man.

His temper wasn't mindless; it was calm and decisive, as long as he identified the enemy...

He swiftly followed a set of procedures, employing his wisdom to strangle the enemy and strike at their vitals, much like a ruthless tyrant ruling over everything.

A personality that is extremely aggressive, like a tyrant.

This personality trait perfectly compensates for Tiberius's lack of decisiveness despite his ample benevolence.

With the support of the power of the night, just how much of a commotion will the Gracchi brothers cause this time? Even in history, the two brothers' reforms have always been separate, and they have never joined forces.

This is starting to look forward to a little bit!

On the Spanish battlefield, Gaius disregarded Scipio's advice and insisted on leaving the battlefield.

Because of his noble status, even the Senate could not force him to participate in the war if he did not want to. In addition, Scipio Africanus was his relative, so they could only turn a blind eye and let him leave.

Gaius Semprous Gracchus rushed back to China!

Here, the night began to move again.

This time, he set his sights on soldiers who had returned from the front lines.

No reform can be separated from the support of military power.

Otherwise, even if, like the Gracchu brothers in history, they had gained a lot of popular support and the situation seemed very promising, but they had no troops at their disposal—once they were killed, the progress of the reforms would immediately return to square one.

In order to quell public anger, the Senate made only minor changes to the land law to appease the common people.

In reality, the reforms never took hold.

Like the calm before a storm, with the impending storm brewing, the Roman nobles were still indulging in sensual pleasures, completely oblivious to the approaching dark clouds.

Night had fallen in a Roman slum.

Chapter 84 As long as the price is right, trampling on Roman law is acceptable.

In a corner of the slum—

“Proni, Yug—”

"You're the one. I heard you're the leader on this street."

"Is something wrong?"

"This is 25 Oris, and I need you to do something for me."

A bag of gold coins was thrown directly in front of Proni and Yug.

When Proni heard the sound of gold coins hitting the ground and clattering together, he was filled with surprise and excitement.

But he quickly suppressed his greed and became extremely vigilant: "Tell me what it is first?!"

As the leader of the local thugs, he did occasionally receive requests for help from nobles who would send their servants to him.

Do some shady things.

But Oris isn't so easy to earn; 25 Oris can buy several strong slave henchmen.

Generous rewards also come with huge risks.

But soon, his employer's demands left him completely bewildered.

"I need you to gather all your brothers and comrades within ten minutes."

As long as they are retired soldiers who have served in combat.

What happens next is not something you can decide alone.

"25. Oris is only giving you the money to gather men; after that, you can take the money for whatever he asks of you, whether you agree or not."

What? ! !

A full 25 gold coins, and it wasn't even considered a deposit; all he was asked to do was gather manpower?!

What does it mean to be rich and powerful? Proni finally saw it for himself today.

I've seen rich people, but I've never seen anyone this extravagant.

...Gulp...Proni and his henchmen swallowed hard, but some of them felt a little uneasy.

What could be so important that it warrants such a large-scale operation? Surely it's not about hiring them to overthrow Rome.

Proni, who felt his ideas were somewhat far-fetched, was unaware that while it wouldn't overthrow Rome, it would be very close.

Their enemies will be the top nobles who control Rome's enormous power (and violence) institution—the Senate.

And Proni's employer was none other than Night.

Some things are too important to be exposed without his and Tiberius's personal involvement; no word of them must be leaked.

He waited quietly for the other party's reply, not worried about being rejected.

Or perhaps he had already investigated the situation thoroughly before arriving here.

The other party is currently in dire need of money.

They would never refuse their own suggestion.

Just gathering a few men can earn you 25 Oris. It's such easy money, only a fool wouldn't take it.

really--

Unable to resist the temptation, Proni finally agreed. It was supposed to be ten minutes, but it actually took fifteen minutes to gather all his men.

Proni was somewhat worried that the time had run out and whether the other party would return the 25 Oris reward.

Ye said nonchalantly that the money now belonged to them, and they could divide it among themselves.

The dozen or so retired Roman soldiers who had been summoned immediately began to excitedly divide the money. Calling them over to get free money? Such a good thing? That's awesome!

Meanwhile, Proni's other underlings could only watch with envy and drool. The employer had specifically requested retired soldiers; otherwise, they would have received a share of the money.

Meanwhile, on the other side, he watched as everyone accepted the money, taking in the expressions of Proni's underlings.

Night: "Get the others out of here... I'll explain my hiring requirements to you separately."

For the sake of money, Proni immediately greeted the other underlings with a friendly smile and actively chased them away.

After he drove away the last irrelevant person.

Night: "Very good. I am very satisfied with your excellent performance. This 10 Oris is a separate tip for you."

As he spoke, Ye casually tossed out a handful of gold coins.

This extravagant and inhumane scene completely overwhelmed Proni, who gaped and his eyes turned red.

He was breathing rapidly—

He asked incredulously, "M-Master, is this really for me?"

Originally a leader of slum thugs with a somewhat unruly personality, he had no chance to unleash his arrogance after meeting this man.

They were quickly transformed into obedient dogs under the onslaught of money.

Night: "Of course..."

As soon as the words were spoken that night, Proni excitedly picked up the money bag from the ground, opened it immediately, and glanced inside. Sure enough, there were 10 Oris inside.

Seeing Proni's excited expression, Night's lips curled up slightly.

“You are so kind... I have never met such a generous customer as you.”

Tell me—do you want us to teach someone a lesson?

"For Oris's sake, we'd even kill someone if the price was right!" Proni's face revealed a sinister, expectant smile.

They were even prepared to trample on Roman law.

Night: "No, I don't need you to kill anyone. Your mission is to protect one person's life."

After this is accomplished, I will give you wealth that you will never run out of money in your lifetime.

After saying that night, Proni's expression froze: "A... a fortune that he could never use up in his lifetime?"

Only one person needs to be protected? It's that simple?

The burly men around him were also shocked to hear this, and they couldn't breathe properly.

Are they tasked with protecting a prince or princess from some country?

If they were truly of such high status, why would they need retired soldiers like these for protection? They should be protected by their own country's military.

Night continued, "Is it simple? What if I asked you to protect that person for the rest of your lives?"

"You're not kidding, are you?"

"Are they planning to employ us for life?" one of the burly men couldn't help but ask angrily, feeling somewhat mocked.

The idea of ​​having wealth that you can never use up in a lifetime is a complete scam.

Are you going to buy them and make them someone's slaves?

Just as the people around them started to look at them with hostility...

Night: "Don't get angry yet, let me finish speaking first, okay?"

The choice is yours. After I finish speaking, whether you agree or not, I will not force you to accept the commission.

Hearing Ye say this, the group calmed down, but they also made up their minds that no matter how much money and sweet talk Ye used, they would not sell themselves.

Nothing in this world is more precious than freedom.

Especially those living in Rome, a country where slavery was prevalent, and who, as free citizens, had witnessed the miserable lives of slaves, were even more unwilling to sell their freedom.

however--

At that moment, no one present expected that they would soon shatter that notion themselves and willingly—voluntarily—give up their freedom.

All of this stemmed from a conversation that took place the following night.

These words completely changed their lives, bringing them back to reality from their dazed state.

Chapter 85 Friend, have you ever witnessed a crimson storm?