Yesterday Carvin, sorry, the spare tire will try to make it up.

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After the reflection, Wu Han prepared to clean up the resources he had hoarded and looted from the Yellow Turban Rebellion world.

Including the military resources of Zhang Mancheng in Nanyang and the wealth accumulated by the Han Dynasty in Luoyang for hundreds of years, they are now in the hands of Wu Han, and the amount is unimaginable.

"I'm not qualified to gain a foothold on this continent now, and there is no need to create forces in the battle world, so I don't need resources for the time being, I can dispose of them and exchange them for urgently needed equipment and props."

"However, the special resource materials have to be left behind, and this thing is indispensable for future development, and it seems that it will take some time to classify them......"

Exchanging resources for ready-to-use equipment or props is the clearest choice for Wu Han, after all, if they are left in his hands, they will be useless, but will become a burden.

Therefore, it is imperative to clean up, and there are many reasons why they were not dealt with immediately after starting at the beginning, the most important thing is that the timing is not right, at that time, the player, even in Wu Han's hands, can exchange very few things, either it is not suitable, or it is necessary to use it yourself.

But now it's different, after the baptism of the secret realm and the continent, I believe that players should also have something in their hands.

Therefore, Wu Han was ready to clear the warehouse, but it was not an unrestrained clearance, but to dispose of those things that were not needed at this stage and were not very important.

It's just that those who want to be screened out is also a tedious and heavy job, after all, Wu Han's current resources are unimaginably large.

"I really want to get rid of them all without leaving them all."

Thinking of the work he was going to face next, Wu Han couldn't help but feel numb, but for the sake of long-term development and coping with the next situation, Wu Han had to make reservations while converting resources into combat power.

Classification, like enclosures, is cumbersome but important.

Fortunately, Wu Han is also accustomed to it, although he complains, he also works honestly.

……

The night is deep, but the lights in the giant deer city are still bright, after the entry of Xiang Yu and the influx of princes from all walks of life, this originally empty city is once again full of vitality.

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

"Whew...... I'm exhausted, and I'm finally done. ”

Looking at the unknown amount of money in front of him, Wu Han breathed a long sigh of relief, and the colorful flowing cloud fan in his hand shook gently, and a void fire fanned out of it, swept over Wu Han's body, so that the sweat on his body and clothes was evaporated, and at the same time, the tiredness of his body and the boredom in his heart also dissipated with the evaporation of sweat.

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

After a little rest, Wu Han did not rest, and put all these resources into the trading space, because it was not an important item, Wu Han did not set harsh entry conditions, nor did he limit the exchange of 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 was relieved, he looked up at the dark tent, and said secretly in his heart.

The reason why Wu Han had nothing to do at home to organize resources was to wait for that person to arrive, but unfortunately, that person never appeared.

Wu Han knew that the man was waiting for him to go, so it was absolutely impossible for him to take the initiative to come.

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

It's like two chess players who are waiting for the other party to land first, and they both want the other party to take the initiative first, and what they fight for is patience, Wu Han can naturally continue to consume, but he doesn't want to wait.

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

"What an old fox sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai platform!"

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

……

The main tent of the Chu army, in the empty tent, a person closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, one of them wore a white robe, and the black feather fan in his hand subconsciously shook slightly, sitting upright as if an offering.

Because Zhao Wangxi dedicated his palace, Xiang Yu lived in the palace temporarily, and now only Fan Zeng lives in the main account of the army.

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

"Report! Wu joined the army to visit. ”

Suddenly, there was a shout outside the tent, and Fan Zeng, who was in a false sleep, immediately opened his eyes, and the feather fan in his hand suddenly waved forward, and a gust of wind was fanned out, and the tent door was blown open directly.

Fan Zeng did not respond, but this reaction also expressed his meaning bluntly.

"Visiting rather than meeting ......"

Outside the tent, Wu Han saw the wide open tent door and the previous report, and he knew in his heart that his influence in the Battle of Julu would inevitably affect the characters and soldiers of the Chu Army, so he glanced inside, and then stepped forward and walked inside.

"The old thing is still coming to get off the horse, hum!"

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

The familiar sense of heaviness is like a majestic mountain, suppressed on Wu Han, and he feels dull when pressed, coupled with Fan Zeng's deliberate targeting, Wu Han is even more difficult to move and unable to breathe.

In terms of strength, despite experiencing the Battle of the Giant Deer, Wu Han's personal ability has not improved significantly.

So he is still not Fan Zeng's opponent now, and his momentum is naturally inferior, but it is not without the power to resist, and being unable to resist does not mean that he cannot bear it, although Fan Zeng's momentum is as thick as a mountain, constantly oppressing Wu Han, but Wu Han's surface has never changed, calm, and does not seem to be affected in the slightest.

Although he expected that he would take the initiative to come and suffer a certain cold reception, Wu Han was still slightly angry in his heart, and his brows couldn't help frowning slightly.

"I didn't expect that the old man would hide a character like you."

After a while, Fan Zeng slowly reined in his momentum, stared at Wu Han tightly, and sneered in a low voice.

"Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in the army, the hidden capable person, not to mention me."

When Fan Zeng withdrew his momentum, the pressure on Wu Han was also dissipated, he returned to his flat expression, and met Fan Zeng's gaze without fear, and said indifferently.

"Are you ridiculing the old man for being dizzy and not able to read people?"

"Don't dare."

"Don't dare? Is there anything else in the world you don't dare? ”

"It depends on whether there is any benefit, if there is no benefit, why should I waste my lips and tongue, if there is no benefit, why should I use a knife and a gun."

When Wu Han's sentence fell, Fan Zeng was silent, did not continue to be sarcastic, and then looked at Wu Han with a solemn expression, and spoke again after half a sound:

"Killing Song Yi has been planned for a long time, killing Huangshi Gong is a last resort, killing Zhang Han is imperative, all of them are interests, but the battle of Julu is over, and you don't need to lie dormant in the Chu army."

If there is anyone in the Chu army, there are no people who understand, and the clues can be seen from Fan Zeng's words, which can almost be said to have seen through all of Wu Han's actions in the Battle of Julu.

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

With his words, he was telling Wu Han bluntly that the Chu Jun Temple was small and could not accommodate him, a fierce dragon crossing the river.

At the same time, he is also testing Wu Han, whether he is friend or foe.

"What I want is strength, and General Xiang wants the world, and I don't think the two clash with each other."

Long before he came, Wu Han must have thought of all possibilities, and naturally prepared relevant responses, so in the face of Fan Zeng's difficulties and temptations, he did not hesitate to give his own answer.

"What exactly do you want!?"

When Wu Han's voice fell, Fan Zeng's cloudy pupils suddenly contracted, and his eyes stared at Wu Han like a blade, making a cold sound.

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

The former is enough, if it is the latter, how can Fan Zeng allow a threat to exist and grow.

As the saying goes, how can others sleep peacefully on the side of the couch, even if Fan Zeng feels that Wu Han is unfathomable and not easy to fight, it is impossible to take it, but if Wu Han really has a bad intention, even if there is little hope, Fan Zeng will be blatantly attacked.

The air and temperature in the tent all changed abruptly in an instant.

"Something unusual that you don't value, like the one outside the tent, and the man who might threaten the position of the gentleman."

Wu Han was still indifferent, and he was not afraid to truthfully express the thoughts in his heart, without any scruples about Fan Zeng.

"This man ......"

After listening to Wu Han's words, Fan Zeng's momentum and attack that were about to explode were pressed back again, and he looked at Wu Han, and he inevitably muttered in his heart.

The two people Wu Han was referring to, Han Xin and Chen Ping, and Fan Zeng naturally knew about them, and they also knew that both of them were quite talented and capable, but Xiang Yu didn't like them and didn't pay much attention to them.

But this does not mean that Fan Zeng will tolerate Wu Han**'s naked digging of the corner, even if the talent is not used for himself, even if it is rotten in his hands, it should not be used by the enemy.

Moreover, attracting talents means building up power, and what do you want to do when you build up power? It's nothing more than taking over the world.

"As I said, if you don't want to be here, you can rest assured."

Seeming to see Fan Zeng's thoughts, Wu Han said with a smile.

"Why does the old man believe you?"

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

"If I plot against the world, why should I take action in the battle of Julu, wouldn't it be better to sit and watch General Xiang be annihilated, and then clear the field afterwards?"

Wu Han said something as a matter of course that seemed to have no flaws.

"What you said is right, the old man can also promise you, but what can you bring to the old man, for Yu'er, and for the Chu army?"

After a little groaning, Fan Zeng gave Wu Han a desired result, but at the same time, he also threw him a difficult problem.

Obviously, if you want to get it, you have to pay, and the benefits are all naked exchanges, which Wu Han knows well, so he has been prepared. (To be continued.) )