"Lao Yu, what ancient books are you studying again?" An old voice said in the silence of the library. Yi Yan looked up and saw an old man with white hair standing behind him, his eyes full of smiles.
Ember smiled softly: "Old Zhang, this is a book about ancient gladiators. I found some very interesting records."
Lao Zhang came over and looked at the ancient book: "Oh? Then are you going to weave history somewhere again?"
Yi Yan put away his smile, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes: "Yes, I am going to ancient Rome to help those gladiators who were tricked by fate."
Lao Zhang gently patted Yi Yan on the shoulder: "Then go ahead. I believe in you. You can always find those who need help."
Ember nodded and closed his eyes. His clone, dressed in ancient costumes, stood on the bustling streets of ancient Rome, talking to a group of heroic gladiators.
"Who are you?" The leader of the gladiators, a tall and brave man, looked at Ember's clone with doubtful eyes.
The clone smiled softly, with humor and wisdom in his voice: "Me? I'm just a passerby, but maybe I can become your friend."
The gladiators looked at each other, suspicious of this uninvited guest. However, the clone didn't take it seriously. He knew that real power did not come from muscles, but from wisdom and timing.
"You are about to face an unfair contest," the clone whispered softly, "and I may be able to overturn this outcome."
The gladiator leader frowned, feeling sincerity and determination from the clone's words. He hesitated for a moment and finally nodded: "Okay, Yan Ru
