Chapter 35 Hearing the Wind and Moving

After Wu Han ordered people to release the news of the auction, the spies from all sides who had been struggling to keep an eye on them all exploded excitedly one by one as if they had been beaten with chicken blood:

"Tears streaming down my face, the beast is finally bubbling, and if it doesn't appear again, I think he's hanging up in reality."

"I'm finally relieved, my brother can finally go back to the errand."

After the excitement, everyone did not get carried away, and hurriedly informed their own high-level of the information they had just obtained, and then they felt that most of the pressure on their bodies had dissipated at once, and the sleepless stalking for several days finally paid off.

Since the appearance of the ancient evil scroll, each has increased its attention to Wu Han, and a large number of players have come to sentry sentry, not only camping near Wu Han's house, spying on his movements all the time, but also trying in every possible way to enter the hospital to find out the truth, and the treatment is simply the same as Bocai.

It's just that the player sentry vomits blood, and they haven't seen Wu Han since then, and they don't know when he started bidding for the transaction.

Waiting for a long time but with no result, all forces have lost the patience to wait, and they all have the urge to break through, but they dare not act rashly because of Wu Han's identity.

Of course, when the interests are big enough, the identity is nothing, and there will always be people who take risks, so the reason why the players are still resisting the impulse is naturally not because of Wu Han's identity, but because some players have tried, although the object is not Wu Han but Bocai, but the result is the same, they didn't even break into the gate, and they were killed by the yellow turban guards who suddenly appeared.

Moreover, since then, Bocai has intensified the guards around him, and a large number of Yellow Turban soldiers have wandered the streets, maintaining order, suppressing rebellions and rebellions, and sheltering the comfort of the Yellow Turbans.

In this case, although the forces of all parties were ready to move, they did not dare to commit crimes against the wind and forcibly broke into Wu Han's house, so they could only continue to die.

This puts a lot of pressure on the players' sentinels, because they can't get in and the target doesn't come out, so they can't get any information, so they can only do it in a hurry and can't do anything. Now that Wu Han took the initiative to release the wind, it naturally made them feel that the pressure was dissipated and they were instantly relieved.

Soon, the news of the auction transaction was sent to the hands of the world bigwigs of all parties, and after getting the accurate news, the bigwigs immediately heard the news and prepared to enter the auction room with the materials and drawings collected in a few days.

At the same time, the news that the Legacy Scroll is about to be auctioned has spread, and related posts have sprung up on the forums!

"The Legacy Scroll is about to be auctioned off, who will be the final winner of the major guilds?" 》

"Wu Zheng's family history, the beginning and end of the origin of the inheritance scroll!" 》

The Value, Impact, and Effect of the Legacy Scroll! 》

《……》

In an instant, as if it had been slaughtered, the front page of the "War" forum was almost entirely filled with posts related to the scrolls of the ancient evil, and in each post, there were quite amazing replies and comments, which were quickly added to the top.

Even though it has been five days since Wu Han posted to peddle the Inheritance Scroll, there have been a lot of big and small events in the game, and there are endless masters, but the forgetful players have not forgotten Wu Han and his Inheritance Scroll, and there are still many people who pay attention beyond imagination.

There are many reasons for this, and the most important one is that although the Legacy Scroll may not be uncommon, it is not something that players can get their hands on at this stage, after all, it takes a kill of a famous historical general to break out, let alone five days, even if it is a month, there may not be a player force to do it.

Moreover, as the first and currently the only Legacy Scroll, Ancient Evils has great symbolic significance.

This is also the reason why all forces are chasing it, in the game world, the symbolic meaning is greater than the actual meaning, because the intangible benefits that the imaginary meaning can bring are beyond imagination, so even if Wu Han himself did not fan the flames, there are still people who are silently fueling him, deepening and expanding the influence of the ancient evil scroll.

It is precisely because of this that Wu Han is like sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai, still brewing and fermenting by the natural fermentation of things, leisurely waiting for the final harvest.

When the forum was surging and the forces of all parties were moving, Wu Han finally came to the hall, sat on the main seat, he entered the auction room he created, and replaced the empty virtual room with the projection of the hall, officially allowing the player's projection to enter, not only consciousness, and at the same time, he raised the entry threshold.

"Beasts, I used to give money in, but now I can't get in with money, do you dare to pit a little more!"

When Wu Han officially created and modified the rules of the room, the players who came to the room were already unknown, but as before, everyone could only enter with consciousness, and they could not see everything in the room when they saw the trading items, and after Wu Han was officially created, after they learned the news that the projection was allowed to enter, they were excitedly planning to project into the onlookers, but suddenly found that they were actually kicked out.

Then, there is no then, the trading room that modifies the entry threshold is not at all something that ordinary players can enter, how can they bear it, countless players suddenly scolded, and the forum began to salivate again for a while.

"I can't help it......"

Wu Han could naturally think of how angry he was doing, but he had no choice but to do so, after all, the room was so big, the number of people who entered was limited, it was just consciousness before, and it didn't matter if it could accommodate countless people, but now it will be a physical projection, and it can't accommodate countless players who come to watch at all, if you leave it alone, then the people who come in may be irrelevant people, how can he auction it, so he can only delete the idle people directly.

Moreover, this is also to ensure the confidentiality of the transaction as much as possible, so as not to put it on the table, so that the other forces that did not take the scroll will be unhappy because of the loss of face, and offend people for no reason.

Wu Han doesn't care about the reactions of ordinary players, but he has to take into account the emotions of the bigwigs on all sides, although he doesn't say that he is afraid of the soft and the hard, but he can't do the kind of stupid thing that mocks and pulls hatred all over the world, right?

It is precisely because of various considerations that Wu Han has set a high threshold, and no one without the blueprint of the trap beast can enter, and those who can enter are naturally the representatives of various forces, as well as the top masters among scattered players.

"Everyone, welcome to the show, I won't talk nonsense here, since everyone is here for this scroll, then as long as you can take out the blueprint of the trap beast that makes me excited, you can take it away."

In the end, after the deletion of the system, countless players only left a dozen people, all of them are high-powered, there are huge forces in reality, and ordinary people are basically rare to see the existence, although the appearance in the game may not be what they look like in reality, but that kind of luxury has always remained the same. Wu Han looked at their physical projection, sat on the main seat, and spoke slowly.

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