Fantasy Westward Journey: My Big Anchor System

As night falls and the lights come on, even a small county town like Lancheng becomes prosperous and bustling. Colorful neon lights embellish every corner of the town, making it shine with brilliant light in the night.

Feng Jun dragged his exhausted body back home. He looked tired, as if life had drained all his energy.

Lying on the sofa, Feng Jun's eyes were somewhat empty, staring blankly at the fan turning on the ceiling.

"I'm thirty-two years old and still haven't accomplished anything. This life is fucked up."

Feng Jun is a typical office worker, doing his mediocre work every day, earning a meager salary and getting three meals a day and a place to sleep.

I can't afford to marry a wife because the bride price is too high.

I can't afford to buy a house because the housing prices are too high.

Sometimes Feng Jun would look for his own reasons. Has his salary increased over the years? Has he worked hard? But in the end, he found that even if he worked hard, his salary would not increase. He didn't know what went wrong.

Maybe some things are meant to be there from birth, but some things you can't expect if you don't have them for your whole life.

"Ding-ling-ling." The cell phone on the table rang, interrupting Feng Jun's impotent rage.

"Hey, Fatty, what's wrong? I won't go for drinks, and don't even mention blind dates. I can't afford that much in gifts, let alone buying a house. I can't afford it." Feng Jun answered the phone and spoke first before the person on the other end could speak.

"No, Brother Jun. Hurry up and turn on your computer. Something big has happened." Zhao Zhiheng's voice came from the other end of the phone.

Zhao Zhiheng is Feng Jun's best friend. They have been friends since childhood and their relationship is extremely close. People often say that there are four important things in life: studying together, carrying guns together, visiting prostitutes together, and dividing the spoils together. Zhao Zhiheng and Feng Jun actually have two of these things.

Zhao Zhiheng's father had high expectations for Zhao Zhiheng, so he gave him such a name, hoping that he would have lofty ambitions and work hard to become an outstanding man in the future.

It’s a pity that Zhao Zhiheng seemed to have only listened to four of the words and became a lustful man.

Fortunately, his family had some financial resources, so they bought him a house and a shop in the county town, so he lived a quite comfortable life.

"What's the big deal? Did the sun rise from the west? Or did Japan get flooded? Did zombies massacre the city in America?" Feng Jun skillfully picked up a cigarette from the table and put it in his mouth, smiling and saying.

If there is anything that can make Feng Jun excited, it might be these three.

"No, it's Fantasy Westward Journey. Do you remember Fantasy Westward Journey?" Zhao Zhiheng said hurriedly.

"Remember, didn't it go bankrupt?" Feng Jun said after taking a deep puff of cigarette.

A game that he once loved so much flashed through his mind. Feng Jun started playing Fantasy Westward Journey since elementary school.

At that time, I was still young and didn't know much. I heard people say that the Dragon Palace sect was very powerful, so I foolishly created a Dragon Palace account and added points to it with all my strength according to what that person said.

I kept training until level 40, and my damage was always lower than that of others.

It was not until later that I realized that I had been fooled, and understood that the Dragon Palace needed to be enhanced.

But this is normal. Feng Jun still remembers that many of his classmates also created accounts in Fantasy Westward Journey at that time, and they played all kinds of strange characters, including the full-powered Huasheng, the full-demon Datang, the full-agility Demon King, and so on.

At such a young age, they don't understand so much and just add attribute points randomly.

In this way, Feng Jun started his own Fantasy Westward Journey career, saving money by eating frugally every day just to buy a 15-yuan point card and get himself a security card.

When I was in high school, I even participated in a district competition, and won the title of "small shrimp" and was very proud of it for a long time.

After entering society, he would log in to play games from time to time. Even during the third year of the natural disaster, he started playing games with five players like many others, earning three to five thousand yuan a month.

However, the later Fantasy Westward Journey could no longer bring back the fun of the past, and the whole world was filled with merchants and five-player teams.

There is no more joy of killing sea worms at the shipwreck, no more happiness of the twelve gates of Sanwuzhuang and the Two Tangs, no more joy that Sanran can show off for a long time, no more happiness of forming a powerful ghost-catching team.

Especially after the pockets were opened, everything seemed to change. More and more sects were opened, more and more brocade clothes were made, and various money-sucking ways of playing emerged in endlessly.

Feng Jun had completely lost interest in this game, and the reason he went online later was mostly because he could make money by playing five games at a time.

Fantasy Westward Journey also began to go downhill from that time, until the appearance of the Fantasy Westward Journey zone on its 20th anniversary. The sky-high price of Green Pass became a topic of conversation among people, and the high renewal fee of Green Pass made countless people completely desperate. The series of money-sucking operations planned by the game completely plunged this once popular game into the abyss.

Players began to leave. Batches of players couldn't stand being ripped off like this, couldn't stand having their feelings treated as a joke, and began to quit the game one after another.

As players left, the lifespan of the game Fantasy Westward Journey was ultimately limited to twenty-two years.

"It's open, it's open. This time NetEase has made some changes and launched a brand new Fantasy Westward Journey. The first thing they did was to restore the twelve sects, abandon the pocket system, and remove those bell spirit stones, super beast scrolls, blessing skills, destiny copies, reserve funds, etc.

The most important point is that this time Fantasy Westward Journey has eliminated multiple systems, and only one account can be opened on one machine.

Also, only twelve servers will be open this time, and there will only be twelve servers in the future, and the servers will be expanded, so you don’t need to fight for a green pass to enter the game. "Zhao Zhiheng said excitedly.

"Wait, let me take a break? Isn't this equivalent to rolling back the version to the 2012 version?" A hint of joy flashed in Feng Jun's eyes.

If we were to ask when Fantasy Westward Journey was most popular, it would definitely be the summer of 2012, when it set a record of 271 million people online at the same time.

Not only that, there was also an online event to give away divine animals. Feng Jun was extremely lucky that year and became the only lucky person in the district to win a super divine rabbit. (Yes, I was lucky that summer and really won a super divine rabbit.)

That was Feng Jun's first and only mythical beast, but Feng Jun later sold it for 3,000 yuan.

"Well, almost. It's basically back to the version of that time, but the spiritual ornaments system and the brocade clothing system are still there, and the various scenes have not changed. Some summoned beasts developed later, such as Chiguo and Duowen, have been retained." Zhao Zhiheng said repeatedly.

"This is fine. Otherwise, if we only keep the previous version, it would be a bit monotonous." Feng Jun said after thinking for a moment.

"Brother Jun, remember to register and log in at 12 noon tomorrow. Many former great people have chosen to return, and the official forum is buzzing with excitement now." Zhao Zhiheng hung up the phone after he finished speaking.

Hearing what Zhao Zhiheng said, Feng Jun opened the computer in front of him with some doubts and skillfully logged into the official forum of Fantasy Westward Journey.

I saw countless posts appearing on the official forum, one after another like mushrooms after rain.

But what really attracts attention are the posts that are pinned to the top.

"The White-robed Man from the East China Sea announced his return and settled in the Yishui Snow Mountain."

"One day, the world is clear and it announces its return and moves into the Treasure Pavilion."

"The three swordsmen have finished their return and are moving into the Forbidden City."

"Mr. Sanmao announced his return and settled in the Diaoyu Islands."

"The Angry Outer Skin announces its return and moves into Mingxiu Garden."

"The human cannon announces its return and settles in Lanting Preface."

"Magic Bingbing announced her return and moved into Gusu City."

"The mad demon Abai announced his return and moved into Zhuzifang."

"Ruthless Westbrook announced his return and moved into Baihua Village."

"The Sword Blue Devil announces his return, happy birthday to him."

"The White Devil Fairy announces her return and moves into Butterfly Spring."

"Little Pig Nini announces her return and will be in 2008."

When they saw the names that had been forgotten in their memories appear one by one, whether it was Feng Jun or the old players, they all felt their blood boiling.

"Everyone is back, everyone is back, that's great." Feng Jun grinned and said softly.