"Wang Han, what information do you need me to find for you?" The next morning, while having breakfast, Anna found Wang Han, who was having breakfast with the Li siblings, with her laptop. Since Wang Han had already mentioned what she needed to do after his treatment, Anna would do her best to fulfill his request. Finding information online was undoubtedly the fastest way.
"Then let's look for events that happened during the time of Marquis Dingshan," Wang Han said simply.
"..." Anna said helplessly, "Wang Han, there is basically nothing about the era of Marquis Dingshan on the Internet. Even in China, many people believe that the existence of Marquis Dingshan is fictional, and there is almost no history of that era. If you want to know what happened in that era, you can only find it through cultural relics and archaeology, or infer it from mythology."
"Then help me find information about other people from that era. For example, people like the subordinates of Marquis Dingshan, and their burial places." Wang Han stroked his chin and thought for a moment before saying this. Since he couldn't find any information, he might as well just ask people directly. It would be more convenient to ask his subordinates directly, and he could also praise them while he was at it.
Anna said, "We can find some people from that era, but it's probably very difficult to find people like the subordinates of Marquis Dingshan. There are too few records, not even many names, and no one knows where they are buried. Even if someone did know, they would probably have already dug them up by those who want to resurrect Marquis Dingshan."
"I see. Then search for Ran Ning, Zhang San, Li Si, Wang Wu, Zhao Liu, Zhou Qi, Wu Yong, Mei Shou, Cao Cao, and Xi Zhicai." Wang Han casually recited the names of his subordinates.
“Okay.” Anna looked at Wang Han in surprise; she only knew Ran Ning among these names.
Suppressing her surprise, Anna found a seat and immediately began searching.
"Ran Ning, in mythology, is said to be a disciple of the Marquis of Dingshan. In some Western mythologies, he is also a disciple of the Marquis of Dingshan, one of the conferred gods, wielding a giant three-leaf scythe. He is known as the God of Death, representing death, and is also the strongest conferred god of that era in mythology. His family, the Ran family, is also known as the Death God Family in mythology. However, there is no record of this person in historical records, and there is no news about the Ran family. However, there are many documents in historical records from a thousand years ago that mention the existence of the Ran family. They were an extremely powerful family in China at that time, but they disappeared from history a thousand years ago, and there are no subsequent records." Anna said after a while.
"Disappeared into the annals of history?" Wang Han paused for a moment, then continued, "And what about the others?"
Anna continued searching on the computer, and soon said to Wang Han, "There are no records or discoveries about the names Zhang San, Li Si, Wang Wu, Zhao Liu, or Zhou Qi in the records of that period, nor are there any such names in mythology. Wu Yong and Mei Shou are two evil gods who brought disaster in some Western mythology from that period. There are no other records either."
"Then you can start by searching for what you know," Wang Han said.
"Lu Bu, the God of Slaughter, was a Chinese deity in Western mythology who surpassed Ran Ning in killing. He and Ran Ning were known as the two great gods of slaughter under the command of Marquis Dingshan. Wherever Marquis Dingshan looked, the two of them would slaughter. His wife was Diao Chan, the goddess of war, who was Lu Bu's strategist," Anna said.
"Lu Bu, Diao Chan." Upon hearing this, Wang Han couldn't help but feel a pang of emotion. He had initially granted their wish so that they would willingly serve China and that after his departure, there would be powerful enough people to serve Xi Zhicai. He just hadn't expected them to go to such lengths.
Anna, observing Wang Han's somewhat wistful and melancholic expression, overturned her previous assumptions. 'It seems Wang Han was also from the era of Marquis Dingshan. Then why didn't he know Marquis Dingshan? No, perhaps he didn't not know Marquis Dingshan, but rather he didn't know what Marquis Dingshan had done. In other words, before his death or disappearance, Marquis Dingshan hadn't yet launched a war against the world, or perhaps Wang Han died shortly after starting one.'
Thinking of this, Anna couldn't help but ask, "Wang Han, were you also from that era?"
“Yes, I was also from that era.” Wang Han nodded, not hiding anything, and said with melancholy, “I never imagined that so many things would happen after I left. It’s a pity I didn’t have the chance to participate.”
“…” Anna. She finally understood why Wang Han was an extreme nationalist. During the time of Marquis Dingshan, all Chinese people were like that, not to mention Marquis Dingshan’s subordinates, who were all representative figures and activists. At the same time, she was certain that Wang Han was also a god-like figure.
'That person was actually from that era; he definitely knows many secrets. Perhaps he can find the tomb of Marquis Dingshan, or the tombs of his subordinates.' What Anna didn't know was that this hotel was one of the best in Hong Kong, a top choice for many capable individuals and martial artists (since they could stay for free). There were also many people there to gather information and make connections. While the two were talking, several people eating breakfast nearby had already recorded their conversation, but most listened as if it were a myth. Anna was inexperienced and unsuspecting, while Wang Han didn't care.
Suddenly, Anna, who was searching for historical artifacts on her laptop, looked at the information on the screen and said to Wang Han, "Wang Han, there's an auction in Hong Kong next Monday. There will be items belonging to Marquis Dingshan up for auction, but we don't know the specifics yet."
"Next Monday, in two days, let's go take a look." Wang Han nodded. He wanted to see what his own belongings were.
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