Simulating the Universe, Starting with Speedrunning Greece

"No. I don't think you understand me.

As long as I confirm that their conditions are met, I will take them away today.

You don't need to worry about the domestication issue." As soon as Ye opened his mouth, the slave trader was confused again, and he was frightened.

Is this person really not afraid of——death? ! !

He looked at Ye's noble, handsome and strong figure, which was like that of an aristocrat.

Although he looks very muscular, has this noble lord ever really fought with others?

Even if they have been on the battlefield, most of them are just gilding the roster in the back row.

Facing the vicious Spartans, weren't we just a little lamb walking into the tiger's mouth?

It would be a small matter if a slave escaped midway, but if he was killed, he would lose his life as well.

But the slave traders didn't know that.

It was different from what he thought about making slaves obedient.

Compared with the completely enslaved Spartans, what Ye Geng needs is the Spartans' wildness that dares to fight and battle.

He is not afraid of strong subordinates. As long as they are treated well and are strong enough to suppress them at any time, these Spartans will only become the sharpest knives in his hands.

On the contrary, if they lost that sharpness, could the Spartans still exert their ferocious power on the battlefield?

Very suspicious about this night.

But Ye also had some things to confirm, and he didn't have to be a Spartan.

When under the night's coercive demands and the offensive of money——

Soon, the slave traders, who had been relatively rational, were seduced by the greed for money and no longer cared how crazy Ye's behavior was.

He led Ye through a few more turns and arrived at an alley, where there were several iron cages with three strong men imprisoned in them.

The arm circumference alone is at least one circle thicker than those slave warriors I saw before.

When I first saw it, I felt as if my eyes were brightened.

Very good, this is the kind of strong and capable fighter he wants!!

At least now the first hurdle of appearance has been passed perfectly.

Then comes the most crucial one.

Ye's powerful perception explored the few people, and after sensing the vitality burning like a torch.

Under the special exploration that Ye took the initiative to draw out a trace of Apollo's blessing power (divine power),

Sudden--

He felt a faint trace of divine power deep in the blood of those Spartans.

No, there is no smaller unit of measurement than "a trace".

Compared to the blessing of Apollo within Night's body, it is an extremely weak divinity that cannot even be compared to it.

It is not even worthy of being called divine.

But Ye's heart was still shocked - he didn't expect that Apollo's blessing could really be used as a detector.

When the power of light resonated in the square and the statue before, Ye had an idea.

I didn’t expect it to be successful!

Chapter 53: A Noble Woman and Little Caesar

Although it was very faint, there was indeed a sense of divinity in those three Spartans.

Are the Spartans really descendants of Hercules?

This is what shocked Ye the most.

At the same time, he was also sure that the three warriors in front of him were real Spartans, and the slave traders had not deceived him.

Things were simple after that. Ye Yikou selected these three slaves and wanted to buy them.

And when they saw that someone actually wanted to buy them, the three Spartans raised their heads and looked in Ye's direction viciously and disdainfully.

At the same time, they were also a little confused. How could anyone dare to buy slaves like them who would never obey even if they died?

The Spartans will never obey the weak!

They would rather die than be slaves to the weak!

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

I know you don't obey me now.

But you don’t want to stay in the cage forever, do you?” Ye suddenly spoke to the three slaves in the cage.

This also caused the three Spartans to shudder and suddenly become quiet.

Ye's words really hit the weak spot in their hearts.

Ye: “I want all three of these Spartans.

We are selecting some Thracian and Italian warriors."

The slave trader suddenly said: "As long as you have money, everything is easy... Hehehe, rich man...

Spartans, twenty aures each,

A Thracian warrior costs fifteen auris, and an Italian warrior costs ten auris. You see—"

so expensive?

Ye frowned. One warrior cost ten ores, so buying ten would cost a hundred ores.

Enough food to feed Roma's family for several years was handed over.

Not to mention that the price of the Thracians, who had slightly better combat power, increased by half, and the price of the Spartans doubled.

He had seen the price tags of those slaves before, and even some beautiful slaves were only priced around this amount.

Excellent fighters are indeed expensive.

Although Ye had so much money, as he had robbed a lot of it from dead slave owners before, he didn't want to spend so much money on the dirty slave traders.

If this wasn't the capital of Rome, he would have wanted to just start robbing his fellow criminals.

Anyway, he had no guilt in his conscience about robbing slave traders.

Seeing Ye frowning, the slave trader's heart skipped a beat, but he still smiled and said, "This is all market conditions, I didn't lie to you...

If you think it's too expensive, you can buy twenty Italian warriors at once, and I will give you a beautiful little slave girl.

I assure you, it's definitely a novice.

I was going to sell it when it grows up, and it should be worth at least twenty-five ores."

The slave trader had no doubt that Ye could not afford the money, it was just that his temperament and appearance were too deceptive.

but--

The Italian warrior wanted it, and he also wanted the Spartan and Thracian warriors. He asked for a huge sum of money and priced the little slave girl at twenty-five auris. Did they really think he was an easy fool?

On the way here just now, Ye Suo saw on the signs that even those beautiful and charming blonde girls like white swans and princesses only cost twenty oris at the top.

Twenty-five oris, isn't she really going to be as beautiful as a nymph? !

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

This fearless and calm look also made the slave trader feel relieved. It seemed that this man was not short of money at all.

So the slave trader became more enthusiastic. He took Ye to visit several trading points under his command and selected four Italian warriors and six Thracian warriors.

Including the previous Spartans, there were thirteen slave warriors.

Later, Ye found a pair of good-looking sisters to take care of his daily life.

After asking the slave trader and finding out that he had a group of special slaves who knew some crafts and special professional skills, Ye bought a lot of slaves who had knowledge of crafts and agriculture.

Soon he would settle down in the Roman capital, and the money he robbed from the slave owners would be enough for him to buy an estate in Rome. The land on the estate could be used to grow vegetables, fruits and crops, which would require manpower to take care of.

Once he has enough food and clothing in reality, he can start the next simulation of the universe with more peace of mind.

When Ye was halfway through selecting slaves, when he walked to a slightly open place, he suddenly felt a murderous intent.

The murderous intent was not directed at him, it seemed that someone was lying in ambush here, and there was also some hatred mixed in with the murderous intent...

The night's footsteps did not stop, but the heart became slightly alert.

"——I hope I won't get dragged into any trouble."

Although he already had the favor of the Julius family, it should not be a problem to exchange it for the status of a free citizen who could settle in Rome.

But now he has just arrived, his conditions are not stable, and he doesn't want to cause any trouble in Rome...

But sometimes, fate plays tricks on us.

At the entrance of the slave market where Ye had first come, a noble lady and a young man walked in, followed by several guards.

That noble woman had golden hair that was piled up like rice ears, and her fair skin shone like crystal water droplets in the sunlight. Her figure was very plump and well-proportioned, with a slender beauty that did not seem contradictory.

Her graceful figure, her plump, heart-beating breasts that seemed about to burst out, her generosity and generosity, attracted the attention of the slaves on both sides as she walked.

But when the slave trader saw the person coming, he quickly lowered his head and dared not look at him any more.

The elegant woman in front of me was whispering something to a teenager next to her...

Because they were quite far apart, it was difficult for ordinary people to hear their conversation.

But Ye was obviously not among them. His body had long been strengthened by feedback and was growing every day, and each day's growth was greater than the previous day.

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

Now he could clearly hear the conversation between the lady and the little boy in the distance.

“Listen, Caesar, if you want to be an outstanding man, it is not enough to be knowledgeable and capable.

You still need to hone your courage...

You have completed your studies, and in a few years you will be an adult at the age of fifteen and 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 that this time it won’t happen either –!!

Today we will select an ordinary slave for you to try your skills and see some blood.

Your uncle Lucius had seen blood before he was twelve years old and had killed a strong adult slave with his own hands.

His courage and strength far exceed those of ordinary people, which is one of the reasons why he is so outstanding now, able to be elected as an archon and even invincible on the battlefield. "

Chapter 1300: The Prodigal Little Caesar, a man who owed talents for studying

When Aurelia Cota spoke this to her son.

The boy next to him frowned slightly after hearing his mother's words.

"But I'd rather be like Uncle Marius, mother."

At this age, Caesar was still a little fan of his uncle Marius.

When Aurelia Cota heard this, she was not angry but just said it in a different way.

"Even your uncle Marius followed Scipio the Younger to defeat the powerful Carthage.

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

"I understand, mother." Caesar's frown relaxed.

In fact, he was not averse to seeing blood and training his weapons, and he could even be said to be eager to try.

The ancient Romans were bloodthirsty and warlike in their bones and liked powerful warriors!

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