Yesterday, Kaven, sorry, I will try to make up the spare tire as much as possible.

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After the reflection, Wu Han prepared to clean up the resources he had hoarded in his hands and plundered from the Yellow Turban Rebellion World.

Among them are the military capital of Zhang Mancheng in Nanyang and the wealth accumulated by the Han Dynasty in Luoyang over hundreds of years. They are now in the hands of Wu Han. The number is unimaginable.

"I am not qualified to gain a foothold in this continent now, and there is no need to create forces in the battle world, so there is no need for resources for the time being. They can be disposed of in exchange for urgently needed equipment and props."

"However, special resources and materials must be kept. In the future, this thing is indispensable. It seems that it will take some time to classify them..."

For Wu Han, it is the clearest choice for him to exchange resources for equipment or props that are ready to use. After all, they are useless and will become a burden if they are kept in their hands.

Therefore, cleaning is imperative. There are many reasons why they were not dealt with immediately after buying it. The main reason is that the timing is inappropriate. At that time, even Wu Han could exchange it for very few things, either inappropriate or use it yourself.

But now it’s different. After being baptized by the secret realm and the continent, I believe that players should have something to show off in their hands.

Therefore, Wu Han was preparing to clear the position, but he did not clear the position without restraint, but instead dealt with the things that were not needed and not very important at this stage.

It is just a tedious and heavy task to identify it. After all, Wu Han’s current resources are so numerous that it is unimaginable.

"I really want to solve all of them without leaving them."

Thinking of the work he was going to face next, Wu Han couldn't help but feel numb, but in order to develop in the long term and deal with the next situation, Wu Han had to keep it in addition to converting resources into combat power.

Classification work is like an attached text, which is troublesome but important.

Fortunately, Wu Han was used to it. Although he was complaining, he started working honestly.

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The night is deep, but the lights are still brightly lit in Julu City. With Xiang Yu's entry and the influx of various princes, this originally empty city once again rejuvenated.

In the city, a military tent located to the west of the army was filled with countless dazzling gold, silver and jewelry. The huge military tent, almost every corner, was filled with them.

"Huh... I'm so tired, I've finally finished counting."

Looking at the money in front of him, Wu Han breathed a sigh of relief, and the colorful cloud fan in his hand shook lightly. A ball of nothingness burst out from it, sweeping over Wu Han, causing the sweat on his body and clothes to evaporate. At the same time, the fatigue of his body and the boredom in his heart also dissipated as the sweat evaporated.

Obviously, Wu Han has cleared out all the things that are not available at this stage.

After a little rest, Wu Han did not rest and kept putting all these resources into the trading space. Because they were not important items, Wu Han did not set harsh entry conditions and did not limit the exchange items, as long as the value was equal, so Wu Han ignored them after putting them in the trading space.

"It's time to meet that person..."

After completely solving all the problems in his hands, Wu Han felt relieved. He looked up at the dark tent and said in his heart.

The reason why Wu Han was doing nothing to organize resources at home was to wait for that person to arrive. Unfortunately, the person never appeared.

Wu Han knew that the man was waiting for him to go, so he was absolutely impossible to come on his own initiative.

Because whoever takes the initiative will lose the initiative and can only follow the other party's rhythm.

It was like two chess players who were fighting were waiting for the other party to make a move first, and they wanted the other party to take the initiative first. The battle was patience. Wu Han could naturally continue to waste it, but he didn't want to wait anymore.

It’s not that Wu Han is impatient, but that there is no need to waste it at all, as if since he is a bitch, why should he set up a archway and pretend to be reserved?

"What an old fox who sits firmly on Diaoyutai!"

Taking a deep breath, although Wu Han still shook his head and smiled bitterly, his eyes were extremely firm and his steps were quite steady outside the tent.

...

The main tent of the Chu army was in the empty tent. One person closed his eyes and pretended to sleep. He was wearing a white robe and the black feather fan in his hand subconsciously shook his face, and sat upright like a worshipper.

Because King Zhao Xie gave his own palace, Xiang Yu temporarily lived in the palace, and now Fan Zeng lives in the main tent in the army.

And the person Wu Han was waiting for was Fan Zeng.

"Report! Wu Senjun is visiting."

Suddenly, a shout came from outside the tent. Fan Zeng, who was sleeping, immediately opened his eyes, swung his feather fan in his hand suddenly, a strong wind was blown out, and the door of the tent was blown open.

Fan Zeng did not respond, but this reaction also expressed his meaning in a blunt and accurate manner.

“Come to visit rather than to meet…”

Outside the tent, Wu Han saw the open door and the previous report, and he understood in his heart that his influence in the Battle of Julu inevitably affected the characters and soldiers of the Chu army, so he understood it and looked inside, then stepped forward and walked inside.

"The old guy is actually here to show off his power, hum!"

The moment Wu Han stepped into the tent, the door of the tent fell instantly, and a momentum rushed towards him.

The familiar feeling of heaviness was like a towering mountain, suppressing Wu Han, making him feel dull. Coupled with Fan Zeng's deliberate targeting, Wu Han was even more difficult to move and unable to breathe.

In terms of strength, despite the Battle of Julu, Wu Han's personal abilities have not been greatly improved.

So he is still no match for Fan Zeng now, and his momentum is naturally not as good as that, but he is not powerless to resist. Being unable to compete does not mean that he cannot bear it. Although Fan Zeng's momentum is as heavy as a mountain and constantly oppressing Wu Han, Wu Han's appearance has always remained calm and calm, and seems to be unaffected.

Although he expected that he would suffer a certain cold treatment when he came on his own initiative, Wu Han was still slightly angry and frowned slightly.

"I didn't expect that there was a person like you hidden under my command."

After a while, Fan Zeng slowly restrained his momentum, stared at Wu Han tightly, and said sarcastically.

"The hidden tiger and dragon in the army are more than me."

When Fan Zeng removed his momentum, the pressure Wu Han was under was dissipated. He returned to his dull expression and looked at Fan Zeng without any fear, staring at his gaze and said calmly.

"Are you ridiculing me for being dizzy and having no ability to know anyone?"

"Don't dare."

"I dare not? There is still something you dare not?"

"That depends on whether there is any benefit. If there is no benefit, why should I waste my words? If there is no benefit, why should I rush to use my sword or gun."

After Wu Han's words fell, Fan Zeng was silent and did not continue to sarcasticly. Then he looked at Wu Han with a serious expression, and then spoke again after a while:

"Killing Song Yi has been planning for a long time, killing Huangshi Gong is forced to do so, killing Zhang Han is inevitable, and it is all for profit. However, the Battle of Julu has ended, and there is no need for you to lie dormant in the Chu army."

If there are any people in the Chu army who understand it, you can see the clues from Fan Zeng's words. It can almost be said that he could see through all Wu Han's actions in the Battle of Julu.

Perhaps Fan Zeng is not the strongest among the Chu army, but he must be the most sober.

His words were to tell Wu Han in a straightforward way that the Chu army was small and could not tolerate his raptor crossing the river.

At the same time, we are also testing Wu Han whether he is an enemy or a friend.

"What I want is strength, what General Xiang wants is the world, I don't think the two are in conflict."

Long before he came, Wu Han must have thought of all possibilities, and naturally prepared relevant responses. Therefore, in the face of Fan Zeng's attack and temptation, he gave his own answer without hesitation.

"What do you want!?"

Wu Han's voice fell, and Fan Zeng's turbid pupils suddenly tightened. His eyes stared at Wu Han like a blade, making a cold sound.

Obviously, Fan Zeng heard the implicit meaning in Wu Han's words. The so-called power does not simply refer to strength, but may also refer to power.

It would be fine if the former is the latter, how could Fan Zeng allow a threat to exist and grow stronger?

As the saying goes, how can you allow others to sleep peacefully on the side of the bed? Even if Fan Zeng feels that Wu Han is unfathomable and does not easily get evil, it is impossible to take it down. But if Wu Han really plans to be ill-gotten, even if the hope is slim, Fan Zeng will attack him bravely.

The air and temperature in the tent changed suddenly due to the increase in the tent.

"Something that is not valued by you but is unusual, such as the failure of the doctor outside the tent, and the man who may threaten the position of the gentleman."

Wu Han was still calm and told his thoughts truthfully without fear, without any concerns about Fan Zeng.

"This person..."

After hearing Wu Han's words, Fan Zeng's impending aura and attack were suppressed again. He looked at Wu Han and couldn't help but wonder.

The two people Wu Han refers to, Han Xin, Chen Ping, and Fan Zeng, are naturally aware of them, and they also know that they are quite talented and capable, but Xiang Yu is not happy or pays much attention to them.

But this does not mean that Fan Zeng will tolerate Wu Han's naked poaching. Even if the talents are not used for themselves, even if they are broken in their hands, they should not be used for the enemy.

Moreover, attracting talents means building forces. What do you want to build forces? It is nothing more than to seize the world.

"I said that if you don't have the will to the world, you can rest assured."

As if he saw Fan Zeng’s thoughts, Wu Han said with a smile.

"Why should I believe you?"

Fan Zeng was unmoved, looked at Wu Han, returned to normal, and shook his feather fan and looked at Wu Han with interest.

"If I plan to do the world, why should I take action during the Battle of Julu? Isn't it better to sit and watch General Xiang be destroyed? "

Wu Han naturally said something that seemed to be without any flaws.

"You said it right, I can also promise you, but what can you bring to me, Yu'er, and the Chu army?"

After pondering for a moment, Fan Zeng gave Wu Han the desired result, but at the same time he also gave him a difficult problem.
Chapter completed!