Universal Simulation: I have countless talents

Chapter 95 Do you know why nobles are nobles?

"Pan'er, don't be afraid, let mother handle it."

Han Binning came to Wang Pan, held Wang Pan in her arms, and patted Wang Pan's back gently.

"Mom, I'm not afraid."

Wang Pan shook his head.

"I want to be a soldier."

Wang Pan said to Han Binning.

"Pan'er, you're still young, what's the benefit of being a soldier?

When you become an adult, mother will find a way to give you the status of a noble.

At that time, if you were to join the army, you would start with a thousand generals. After a few years of work, you would be able to lead an army on your own after earning some credit. "

Han Binning felt bad after hearing Wang Pan's words.

He hurriedly persuaded, trying to dispel Wang Pan's thoughts.

"Mom, I finally understand that money is not enough. In front of the nobles and soldiers, we are just fat sheep, ready to be slaughtered.

Only power can gain a foothold! "

Wang Pan said in a deep voice.

"Mom knows, but you are too young now, so I don't agree!"

Han Binning choked with tears, tears in her eyes.

"Mom, I'm very strong. If you don't feel at ease, let the worshipers at home have a fight with me.

It doesn't matter if it's one-on-one or all of them together.

If I lose, I won’t go anywhere and will stay with my mother to accompany you. "

Wang Pan saw this and said seriously.

"Are you serious?"

"Of course it's true."

Wang Pan nodded without hesitation.

Han Bingning thought for a moment and happily agreed.

I think this wave is stable!

My son is indeed a genius, having reached the level of a magister at the age of ten.

But the most a magister can do is defeat one against a hundred, and that can only be achieved by sneak attacks while roaming.

In a head-on fight, if both sides fight to the death, the magister cannot even defeat a hundred ordinary people.

It also means that even an ordinary person can kill the magister with a sneak attack or poison!

What's more, since they are both magisters, their fighting experience is not at the same level at all.

In the courtyard, Han Binning ordered the Wang family to make offerings.

Let them be careful with their moves and not hurt Wang Pan.

Looking at the twenty or thirty Wang family members opposite, Wang Pan smiled.

Then like a young tiger, he rushed into the crowd!

With the blessing of many talents, Wang Pan is much stronger than a normal magister!

Than fighting experience?

How many ways can Wang Pan beat them?

With all-round transcendence and terrifying suppression of strength, no one is the enemy of Wang Pan Yihe!

In just a moment, all the offerings were lying on the ground.

Only Wang Pan was left standing in the field.

Wang Pan let out a breath, and the anger in his heart disappeared a little.

Today's events made Wang Pan furious.

If Wang Pan hadn't been afraid of hurting his family, he would have gone on a rampage and killed someone on the spot. A mere petty official would have dared to jump up and down in front of him!

Although Wang Pan endured it, it didn't mean that he just let it go.

Anyway, there is plenty of time. Kill him sooner or later, otherwise the idea will not be clear.

Wang Pan is quite comfortable here.

Han Bingning outside the court was dumbfounded.

His face was full of shock and his mouth was slightly open.

"Mom, I won."

Wang Pan smiled at Han Bingning, showing his neat white teeth.

"Yeah, you win."

Han Bingning said blankly, his whole expression was a little dazed, and it felt unreal.

Is it because his son is too strong, or is the family's offerings too weak?

Do you know how to play if you beat one of twenty or thirty worshipers and get killed in return?

A group of worshippers had bruises and swollen faces, with shame on their faces.

I feel like I've lived like a dog for a long time.

All of them had eaten more salt than Wang Pan had eaten, but Wang Pan beat him to the ground.

Han Binning dismissed the offering and returned to the room with Wang Pan.

Han Bingning's eyes were full of joy, passion, anticipation and other emotions.

Originally, Han Binning felt that there was little confidence in planning a noble identity for Wang Pan.

But now Han Binning feels that this matter is very close!

The sense of identification between nobles and nobles has reached a pathological level!

Even if something happened to Han Binning's family, he himself would be deprived of his noble status.

But the other nobles still recognized Han Binning's noble status and would give Han Binning corresponding respect.

This is why even if Han Binning lost the protection of her family and was deprived of her status as a noble, she was still able to use the connections left by her previous family!

But if you are not a noble, no matter how outstanding you are, the nobles will still look down on you. In their eyes, you are just a dog, who will come and go when called.

And Wang Pan was originally his son, with noble blood flowing through him.

From this point of view, Wang Pan is inherently easy to be recognized by the nobles.

With the excellence of his son, plus the use of his family's previous connections, and the financial resources of the Wang family to operate.

My son will definitely become a noble!

"If you want to be a soldier, my mother has no objection.

There is no mistake. One post, one content, one 6 one, one book, one book, one read!

But not now. "

The depression in Han Binning's heart dissipated, and her whole face was radiant.

"Mom, you don't want to regret it, do you?"

Wang Pan looked at Han Binning with suspicion and said.

"Mom promised you that she would not go back on her word. The reason why she can't do it now is because she plans to become a noble for you in the near future."

Han Binning's face was filled with a gentle smile, and her eyes looked at Wang Pan with doting affection.

"I listen to my mother."

Seeing that Han Bingning had said this, Wang Pan no longer insisted and nodded in agreement.

"Do you know why nobles are nobles?"

Han Bingning suddenly asked Wang Pan.

"I don't know."

Hearing Han Bingning's question, Wang Pan was stunned.

This involved his own blind spot in knowledge.

Wang Pan thought a lot in his mind, had he made contributions to the empire? Or was his blood superior?

None of these!

"Follow me."

Han Bingning did not explain to Wang Pan, but took Wang Pan to his room.

He exerted force on an oil lamp on the wall.

The oil lamp sank into the wall.

A piece of the floor of the room suddenly disappeared, revealing a staircase leading deep underground.

Han Bingning led Wang Pan to the underground.

There were oil lamps on both sides of the steps that never went out all year round, illuminating the underground clearly.

After walking down about a hundred meters, a huge iron door blocked the way.

Han Bingning reached out and took off the pendant from her neck.

Put it in a groove and turn the wheel.

Accompanied by the mechanical sound of clicking, the door was opened.

A basement was revealed.

In the basement, gold coins piled up like mountains, and all kinds of rare treasures were everywhere.

There were also many swords and weapons with cold light, as well as armor, crossbows, etc.

The weapons here were enough to arm thousands of people!

"These are all brought by mother from home, just a tiny part of mother's previous family."

Seeing Wang Pan staring at her intently, Han Bingning said proudly to Wang Pan, and after she finished speaking, there was a touch of nostalgia on her face.

Wang Pan only remembered one thing about what Han Bingning said.

The nobles are very rich!

Especially rich!

So many gold coins, weapons and equipment, but it was just a tiny part!

Wang Pan's eyes were red, and his breathing became heavy.

Han Bingning did not stop here, but continued to move forward.

He did not even look at these gold coins and weapons and equipment.

Finally, Han Bingning brought Wang Pan to a wall, which had reached the end.

After Han Bingning reached out and groped on the wall for a while, the originally ordinary wall suddenly began to glow with starlight.

Crossing lines appeared on the wall.

Then a bulge suddenly popped out of the wall.

Han Bingning pulled the bulge open and took out an item from it.