Fantasy Westward Journey: My Big Anchor System

The next morning, Feng Jun was still asleep when he was awakened by a knock on the door. Shen Lin'er was standing outside the door at some point, her face full of excitement.

"I say, if you wake me up so early in the morning without a valid reason, be careful or I will deduct your salary." Feng Jun yawned and said to Shen Lin'er in front of him.

"Hmph, you dog capitalist. No, boss, come and take a look. Huanhuan Mijiu has posted a message in the Three Realms and official forums. That guy apologized and completely gave in." Shen Lin'er said hurriedly.

"Is it true? That guy gives up so soon? I wanted to fight him for ten days or half a month to see who can outlast who?" Feng Jun was a little surprised. He never expected that Dreamy Mi Jiu only persisted for one day before giving in.

"Of course it's true, why would I lie to you. Look, this dreamy Mi Jiu has already posted in the Three Realms. He wrote a long speech admitting his mistake and apologizing to you." Shen Lin'er pulled Feng Jun to the computer and pointed at the computer screen.

Under Shen Lin'er's tugging, Feng Jun also saw the post that Fantasy Mi Jiu pinned in the Three Realms, and saw that it was probably a post that he had racked his brains to write. It was nothing more than saying some words that were not very nutritious, nothing more than saying that he should not bully others by taking advantage of his power, should not ask for an exorbitant price, and finally issued a particularly sincere apology.

Not only that, this guy also said that he would distribute 20,000 yuan worth of point cards in the district.

At this moment, most of the players in the area completely stood on the side of Fantasy Mi Jiu. Some people also began to give up the pursuit of Fantasy Mi Jiu under the influence of public opinion and the offensive of money.

I have to say that Fantasy Mijiu still has some brains. He immediately lowered his attitude and compensated all the players in the area.

In this way, even some players who want to target Fantasy Mi9 will feel embarrassed to continue to openly target Fantasy Mi9.

"Good fellow, this is like putting me in a difficult position. If I don't accept his apology, most of the players in the zone will not agree. Instead, other people will say that I am stingy and narrow-minded.

Are you forcing me to accept the apology? How did this guy suddenly become smart and come up with such a solution? " Feng Jun said in surprise as he looked at the post in front of him.

If it was just an apology, Feng Jun wouldn't have to care about it. But Fantasy Mijiu even gave out free 20,000 yuan worth of cards to the players in the zone, which was really a big deal.

As a result, all the players in the district forgave Dreamy Mijiu.

If Feng Jun continues to hold on, it will definitely bring bad influence. If Feng Jun is just an ordinary player, it will be fine, and you can target him however you want. But Feng Jun is a live streamer who makes money by live streaming.

Popularity among the public is quite important to Feng Jun.

"Boss, what are you going to do now?" Shen Lin'er looked at Feng Jun and said.

"What else can I do? I have to sleep. Do you want to sleep or not?" Feng Jun said with a yawn.

"Ah? Should I sleep or not?" Shen Lin'er's face flushed and she glanced at Feng Jun.

"What else can you do? Go back to your rooms and sleep. I'm so sleepy." Feng Jun waved his hand and said.

"Ah, then boss, aren't you going to respond?" Shen Lin'er said in surprise.

"Why respond so early? Don't I only have one option for this matter? However, I can still leave him alone for a few hours. Anyway, he won't dare to leave the safe zone before I respond.

After all, many people know that I should still be sleeping at this time. Okay, let's go to bed." Feng Jun said with a smile on his face.

"Boss, you are so sinister." Shen Lin'er never expected Feng Jun to say that.

"Hehe, do you want me to respond to that dreamy Mi Jiu right away? So that he can start leveling up right away?" Feng Jun rolled his eyes at Shen Lin'er and said.

"No, that person is bad from the bottom of his heart. Boss, if you don't respond, then I won't pay any attention to you. I still need to learn how to cook. Boss, I don't think we really need to hire a cook. I can do it. You have to believe in my cooking skills." Shen Lin'er said repeatedly, and did not continue to focus on the game.

"I wasted so much food because I trusted your cooking skills too much. Okay, I'm going to bed." Feng Jun waved his hand and said.

Feng Jun did not respond immediately, but went back to his room and fell asleep.

Just as Feng Jun expected, Fantasy Mi9 immediately received support from most players in the district after the appearance of this post and the distribution of 20,000 yuan worth of point cards.

However, without Feng Jun's response, Fantasy Mi Jiu still didn't dare to leave the safe zone easily. After all, there were still some fans who supported Feng Jun and some guys who disliked Fantasy Mi Jiu and were watching Fantasy Mi Jiu covetously.

As time passed, Menghuan Mijiu became more and more anxious. He spent a full 20,000 yuan and even begged for peace in a humble manner.

There has been no response till now. For Dreamy Mi Jiu, this waste of time is a waste of his precious leveling time and also a waste of his bright future.

Now Dreamy Mijiu is like an ant on hot pan, running around in circles in a hurry.

Just then, at one o'clock in the afternoon, a post appeared, which made Dreamy Mijiu feel relieved.

Feng Jun finally published a post as Huanhuan Mi Jiu had expected. The content of the post was just as Huanhuan Mi Jiu had imagined. After a burst of boasting, Feng Jun directly said that it was all a misunderstanding, and the matter was perfectly resolved.

However, with this slight delay, the levels of those players in the area who were trying to level up were much closer to that of Fantasy Mijiu.

Feng Jun came back online and saw countless messages coming in.

After a brief reply, Feng Jun also controlled the character to come to the Three Realms and posted a message. With the post published, the chaos in Yishui Snow Mountain finally calmed down.

Two and a half years of training: Jun Ge, are you just going to let him go like this?

Meng Wuhen: Otherwise, what should we do? Continue to fuck him?

Two and a half years of training: Of course I will continue to fuck him. How can I let him say whatever he wants? That guy is just a piece of shit.

Meng Wuhen: Go ahead and do it, I won't go. This guy is buying peace with money, don't forget that he just gave 20,000 yuan worth of cards to the players in the district. If you want to do it now, let alone whether you can do it or not, the players in the district will scold you to death, believe it or not.

Two and a half years of trainee: Uh, I believe it.

Meng Wuhen: That’s it, okay, do you want to go to the event?

Two and a half years of traineeship: Go ahead.