Simulating the Universe, Starting with Speedrunning Greece

Fuck! It's a familiar smell!

Strabo Pompey: "I... agree...!"

His voice was dry and hoarse. Clearly, so many years had passed, and Strabo Pompey had now become the new patriarch of the Pompeii clan. Logically, -

Having secured his position in the upper echelons of Rome, he could only be won over and flattered by the two old lions and foxes, Marius and Sulla, and they did not dare to force him to take sides.

But just because of a person who had not been there for so many years and had no power in Rome at all, one sentence -

He didn't even have the courage to object.

I wanted to say something tough, but somehow it turned into "I agree."

“I agree…!”

"I agree!"

"I agree too!" Many elders spoke up at once.

This time, the elders who were unfamiliar with Ye were stunned.

No, what are you doing? ! ! !

crazy?

We were about to fight to the death, but why did all our family members surrender?

"I object!!" When a young and inexperienced elder who couldn't see the situation clearly spoke angrily.

The next moment, a bright red figure suddenly appeared in front of the elder.

Ah——!! The elder suddenly screamed and covered his eyes.

At this time, his eye sockets were empty, and blood was flowing.

Standing next to him was Helena with an innocent smile on her face.

Although she enjoyed fighting with Ye, she hated to see people going against Ye.

If she hadn't remembered Ye's suggestion that it would be useful to keep these elders for the time being, she would have killed them long ago.

At this time, Ye was a little surprised that Helena actually listened to what he said.

To be honest——

Although the other party was following him, Ye never thought of commanding his actions. He just stabilized him temporarily.

It has to be said that Helena's elusive action completely scared the elders.

Some people even slammed the table in shock and anger: "Sir Listaye! What do you think of this sacred Senate?

He actually committed a crime openly!"

In such a vast country as Rome, there were some powerful warriors who inherited special bloodlines from the Age of Gods, such as the descendants of heroes, and the senators had seen such inhuman beings.

But—too fast! No one could see Helena’s speed clearly.

Even they had never seen such a monster before, and it was extremely ferocious.

Now that I can open my mouth to accuse, there is a fire burning in my heart.

The Senate cannot be insulted! As the supreme power center of Rome, they symbolize the facade of Rome.

No matter how brutal or powerful the force is, they cannot surrender, at least not easily.

However, the senator who spoke at this time had no idea that the reputation of the Senate had been humiliated by the man in front of him decades ago.

When the distinguished adults were slapped on the buttocks by the soldiers, or even carried like ducks to the central square for trial in public, the nobles realized that so-called face and dignity were worthless.

At this moment, Strabo Pompeii was very introverted. Compared to his youthful vigor, he had quietly retreated to the corner and did not want to speak...

The Pompey family was severely damaged by Lista in the last era.

It has only been a short time since the country recovered and it no longer has the glory of its former overlord. Now he does not want to let the Pompey family get involved in such matters.

however--

Chapter 150: Your uncle killed your uncle. Jealousy is the original sin.

Lista Ye: "Your Excellency, I am standing here without moving.

Mr. Strabo Pompey can just bear witness for me."

At this moment, Ye had a mocking arc on his lips, and spoke lightly without caring.

He couldn't control Helena. Even if Helena wanted to kill all the senators here, it would be reasonable from her standpoint.

This guy is the dragon of Carthage. Isn't it normal for him to kill you Roman nobles?

Not transforming directly in the royal capital and killing people indiscriminately was all out of giving face to the twelve main gods.

At this time, Strabo and Pompey were named again, with a miserable look on their faces.

This time, even though I didn't want to stand up, I had to.

He was sure that the other party had definitely recognized him, otherwise he wouldn't have kept making fun of him.

And he had witnessed with his own eyes how Listaya treated the young nobles as 'spies' during the election for the tribune, and killed them directly by lying with his eyes open.

He was well aware of the ruthlessness of this man.

They will take action when they say so, without any regard for the so-called laws.

It is better to say that the Twelve Tables are a tool for him to exert his tyranny and a high-sounding synonym for justice. The laws are basically defined by this guy, who holds the upper hand.

Anyone who is against him will be labeled a clown.

It's a typical large-scale double standard scene. Now that there are no civilians present, it's not even a show at all.

Thinking of this, Strabo Pompey said stiffly: “Indeed—Sir Listaye did not do it.

We cannot insult the noble character of a nobleman because of some prejudice.

Insulting aristocrats in Rome is punishable by death. Please watch your words, senator! ! "

Strabo and Pompey's words immediately confused the senator who was still covering his eyes and screaming.

? ? ! ! ! !

You are crazy!

My eyes have been gouged out in public, and you tell me that I am slandering you and want to sentence me to death?

The key point is that many old veterans fell silent at this time, with an attitude of tacit agreement.

That's how Ye treated them in the beginning.

Do you think they didn't try to resist? Anyone who dared to say no before had their hands or heads cut off, and now the grass on their graves is three feet high.

In the end, it was Marius who stepped forward to stop this farce.

He ignored the injured senator and only expressed that Lucius Caesar's proposal was unreasonable.

Lucius Caesar: “Then let it be reasonable.

I propose that Lord Listaye resolve the alliance war issue this time.

If he can successfully quell this war, it will be no problem for him to obtain the privilege of a private soldier based on his merits."

Alliance War?!

The group of elders who had originally protested were stunned at this moment.

Rome sent so many troops, spent so much effort, and had countless famous generals and powerful warriors but still failed to conquer the Allied forces.

Can one person recover?

Even if he was given the opportunity to recruit his own army, it would be impossible for him to defeat the huge Allied army with just a bunch of new recruits.

It's something that is impossible to accomplish, so it seems there's nothing wrong with agreeing to it.

So in the end, the elders retreated, mainly because most of them were silent and fearful for unknown reasons, which made the few remaining elders who wanted to resist confused and puzzled about what had happened to their companions.

The decree was quickly passed, and even Marius was powerless to stop it.

When the Senate meeting was over——

Marius did not say hello to Ye, but left alone with a gloomy face, pretending not to know him.

He is no longer the young man who knew nothing many years ago.

He is not the boy who only has admiration for his idol - the hero Lista.

He had worked so hard for so long just to become the Roman consul, but that man used his strength to tell him today that if so-called hard work is useful, then what does a hero do?

Covering the sky with one hand——

The other party spoke with strength, and the elders were compromised and speechless just by the power in the past. The girl whose figure could not even be seen clearly was even more terrifying.

He easily dug out the eyes of a veteran.

What if the other party’s target was me?

Marius felt a chill!

Faced with the threat of such a powerful force, who could sleep peacefully unless they had to sleep among the troops in the Roman camp every day?

but--

When I think of the strong attack today, it seems like the sun-like figure is about to rise again.

Marius felt extremely unwilling in his heart.

Especially Lucius Caesar, he had asked the other party countless times to support his ascension to the throne for the sake of his relationship with the Caesar family, for the fact that he married a woman from the Caesar family, and for the fact that he was the uncle of Caesar the Younger.

But Lucius Caesar, the old fox, always looked down on him, a grassroots.

Neither choose Sura's side nor choose your own side.

If Lucius Caesar, the former consul, was willing to help him, he would have defeated Sulla long ago and turned Rome into a dictatorship where he had the final say.

And just when he was about to overthrow Sulla, Lucius Caesar came back with that man and openly sided with the other side.

Marius was mad with jealousy at this moment.

In the original history, he was already dissatisfied in his heart, and when he found that he could not defeat Sulla, he wanted to take someone with him before he died. Before escaping, he did not forget to kill Lucius Caesar's family.

The uncle whom little Caesar admired the most killed his dearest uncle.

And Marius in this time and space was even more dissatisfied at this time.

No--! ! ! !

Rome is mine!! And only mine.

Just like in the history of the Roman triumvirate, the young Caesar once saw the glorious appearance of Pompey leading his army to triumph, and realized that a man cannot be without soldiers and power, and he suddenly woke up.

He was willing to marry his daughter to his brother Pompey in order to get an army from Gaul to fight against the Gauls. In the end, he became very powerful. When he returned,

Even the God of War Pompey could not stop Caesar at all.

When you are strong, everyone will be afraid of your power.

Your own strength is your greatest asset.

Instead of forming cliques and fighting for factions in the Senate as is the case now - in the end, it doesn't matter whether it is Sulla or Marius.

When night falls, one word -

Everyone became one voice!

This power made Marius extremely jealous.

It also made him finally understand a truth - the importance of strength!

Originally, Marius was somewhat disdainful of individual strength. What does it matter if one person is strong? A hero in mythology can kill ten, a hundred, or a thousand people, but what about a legion of a hundred thousand, a million, or ten million people? !

As long as he controlled Rome and exercised dictatorship over the entire country, he would have millions of Roman troops as his backing and countless Roman soldiers as his confidence, and he could replenish his troops at any time.

What hero can’t be conquered?

Power is the most important thing! However, when he saw today, humans with supreme power, if their own strength is also extremely weak, will also compromise when their lives are threatened.

His so-called army was not able to protect him in time.

Sura felt an urgent desire in his heart at this moment. He suddenly remembered something and suddenly changed his original route of going home. He turned to a beast fighting arena that was popular among the nobles.