The next day, when the dawn was rising, Wu Han felt the feeling of a ray of sunshine, woke up from his leisurely sleep, subconsciously picked up the helmet placed next to the bed and put it on, and entered the game.

"Someone!"

When he opened his eyes and got up, Wu Han stretched his whole body, and then opened his mouth to call the maids and servants outside the door to come and serve.

After a long time of cleaning his teeth, rinsing his face, washing his face and dressing, Wu Han looked in the mirror, his face was like a knife, hard and slightly elegant, his sword eyebrows were sharp, his eyes were bright, he was dressed in a simple but luxurious strategist coat, a small leather hand crown on his head, holding a crane feather fan, gentle but not losing his heroic and energetic self, Wu Han nodded with satisfaction.

His appearance in the game is dignified, a talent, and he exudes strong confidence and sharpness, which is completely different from him who exudes a strong decadent temperament in reality.

But it is also what Wu Han wants, because since he is determined to fight against the Hero Guild, if he wants to make a name for himself in "War", he must hide himself, and he must not expose his identity and put himself in a dangerous situation, and the appearance of the game is completely different from reality, which is the best disguise.

After dressing, the maidservants dispersed, and Wu Han, under the guidance of his subordinates, went to the lobby to eat, and after that, he dismissed the servants and returned to his room alone.

After slowly closing the door, he took out all the equipment, props and materials he had collected, threw them on the ground and table, sorted them one by one, and carefully counted the gains and losses in the battle.

Wu Han is a person who is accustomed to reflection, of course, this habit is formed after he was reborn, after experiencing many setbacks, after sorting out everything, he sat quietly on the chair, slowly crossed his legs, closed his eyes and fell into contemplation, and soon his mind came to mind everything that happened in the first two games.

All the events and the decisions involved, the changes and copies, and the final outcome.

"It seems that once I got into the game, everything went so smoothly that I got carried away."

"Not only did he want to change history by himself, but last night, he actually relied on a two-star beast with a strength of at most two stars and three thousand soldiers and horses, so he had a fever in his head and did it with a three-star Dian Wei. Although he won Huangfu Song, last night he was also fortunate to have a variety of factors that caused Dian Wei's strength to be far from the peak, coupled with the sudden divine power of his talent, he defeated Dian Wei. ”

"But everything is too dependent on luck, the foundation is unstable, and it is possible to lose everything now after a little storm."

"It seems that I have to be a little more restrained and keep a low profile for a while, otherwise if the current trend continues, in the future, it will either be because of arrogance and gutter overturning, or because I have been targeted for exposing too much."

Being able to recognize oneself and how much effort to do a lot of things is one of Wu Han's few advantages, so after some reflection, he cleared out the impetuousness and pride in his heart.

In the reflection and summary, Wu Han finally confronted the question that had been bothering him yesterday: why his talent could be used three times twice a day.

This doubt made Wu Han desperate to find out, so he carefully checked his family name and called up all the battle records, and finally, he found what he was looking for in several system information records.

…… Affected by the player's talent, unknown factors appear, causing minor deviations......

This hint appears three times, but instead of being readable, it is interspersed with the content of other hints, which are identity, subclass scrolls, and saber-toothed tiger traps.

Wu Han didn't understand what this meant at the time, until now he seriously compared the effects of all the butterfly effects, and he found that although these three times are also the effects of the butterfly effect, they are passive effects, and the other two are active effects, they all have separate prompts in the system, with clear talent names and specific effects, just like Wu Han's first active influence on Bocai and the last time he added a negative status to Dian Wei.

Although passive and active are only one word apart, there is a world of difference, because now all the effects of the butterfly effect are to be activated by Wu Han on his own initiative!

"When I think about it, I've only actually used butterflies twice from the beginning to the end. Then the other three times are...... Don't...... Is it the talent that the unknown effect 3 is at play? ”

Summing up all the clues and thoughts in his mind, Wu Han muttered to himself, and suddenly a spiritual light flashed in his mind, which shocked his heart and came to a very likely truth!

"Yes, this is the only way to explain why the effect of the butterfly effect has been able to help me at key points many times."

To be honest, in the end, this answer made Wu Han secretly relieved. After all, although the effect of the butterfly effect is powerful, the multiple uses beyond the limitations of the system make him afraid, because it represents the unknown, and at the same time, it means that every time he uses an additional talent, he may have to pay a price that he doesn't know, so he has to figure it out.

Although the current result can't be completely satisfied, at least it can reassure him, he doesn't know what the third effect of the talent unknown is, but at least it is not within the range of the system's daily limit, and that is enough.

After solving his own problems, Wu Han was relieved from reflection, and suddenly opened his eyes, focusing on the equipment, props and materials in front of him.

"These things have to be dealt with as soon as possible and turned into actual combat power."

Looking at the materials piled up into a hill and the equipment and props worth thousands of gold, Wu Han secretly said in his heart, he slowly stepped forward and picked up the soul on the table, and his brows quietly furrowed while his eyes lit up.

"With this thing, I can hopefully create a three-star trap beast, but before that, I still have to choose a development branch for the Mo family's tricks."

There are two main lines of mechanism art, military weapons and auxiliary mechanism beasts, the former Wu Han is not interested in developing needless to say, and the latter also has two branch lines, or the classification of mechanism beasts.

One of them is the holy beast, that is, the orthodox beast based on the green dragon, the white tiger, the vermilion bird, the Xuanwu, and the unicorn, and the saber-toothed tiger beast is the holy beast white tiger type of the beast.

As for the other kind of beasts, heretical beasts based on chaos, Qiqi, Hanqi, and gluttony.

The two categories have their own merits, which is stronger or weaker depends on the individual, Wu Han has no bias, but whether it is a holy beast or a foreign beast, it needs corresponding manufacturing drawings, like Wu Han before, the mechanism beast made indiscriminately is only the lowest product, and the strongest is only two stars, and if it is not for the effect of the butterfly effect, it is unknown whether he can succeed.

"I don't have a mechanical beast blueprint right now, and if I want to get one in the shortest possible time, it's impossible for me alone, so ...... Let's use this thing as a stepping stone! ”

Of course, the absence of drawings does not mean that he can't make a trap beast, it's just that Wu Han doesn't want to waste materials and rare souls in vain, and create a trap beast that can only be comparable to a three-star rather than a three-star, and the next battle against Cao Ying also needs such a powerful trap beast, so he slowly put down the soul in his hand, picked up the ancient evil scroll, his eyes flashed with wisps of essence, and he said in a low voice.

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