Fantasy Westward Journey: My Big Anchor System

The strength of Feng Jun's account has been greatly improved, and no one even expected such an improvement.

Just the next morning, Feng Jun, who was still asleep, was awakened by the sound of banging on the door. He had just woken up when he saw Shen Lin'er pushing open the door and coming to Feng Jun.

"Hey, hey, hey, I don't sleep with clothes on." Feng Jun rubbed his eyes and said to Shen Lin'er who suddenly came to his bedside.

"Boss, where did you get those two levelless equipment on your account?" Shen Lin'er rolled her eyes at Feng Jun and said.

Early in the morning, Shen Lin'er opened Feng Jun's account, where he was selling things at a stall, as usual, and looked at the level 140 equipment that were being sold one by one.

At first, Shen Lin'er didn't take it seriously. She thought that her boss had secretly identified the equipment last night and was just dealing with the junk equipment.

But when he clicked on Feng Jun's account and saw two level 140 equipment suddenly appeared in the equipment column, a look of horror flashed across his delicate face.

After all, a level 69 player can wear level 140 equipment, which means that those two pieces of equipment have no level restrictions.

Although he was horrified, he still moved the mouse to the two pieces of equipment.

When Shen Lin'er saw the attributes of the two pieces of equipment fully unfolded, the shock in her heart was magnified several times.

I never expected that those two pieces of equipment would be level-free Blood Breaking Crazy Attack and level-free Beast Power, especially the helmet, which not only has the level-free Beast Power, but also has the special effect of regeneration.

"You appraised it yourself. Could it be that Aunt Wang gave it to me for free because I'm handsome?" Feng Jun rolled his eyes at Shen Lin'er, then stood up and found a short-sleeved shirt to put on.

"Shameless, so shameless. No, boss, are you saying that you identified it yourself? Did you identify those two pieces of equipment yourself?" Shen Lin'er said with a blushing face.

"What else can I do if I didn't identify them myself? I prepared two hundred pieces of level 140 equipment yesterday, and only then did I identify those two pieces of equipment." Feng Jun said to himself.

"Two hundred items? Only two level-free equipments came out of two hundred items? Boss, your luck is incredible. Just think about how many good things you have found in these few days.

Many wealthy people spend millions and still may not be able to get one, but you are so good that you got two at once." Shen Lin'er said repeatedly.

Shen Lin'er found it incredible. Ever since she started working for Feng Jun, she had watched Feng Jun create one legend after another. Pieces of equipment and summoned beasts beyond imagination appeared on Feng Jun's account one after another.

Feng Jun always said that Zhao Zhiheng and the guy who got the level 130 Jingqing without level limit were just bad players.

Now, in Shen Lin'er's opinion, Feng Jun is the real lucky player. His luck is too good and too incredible.

A set of super simple spiritual ornaments with almost no flaws is already astonishing enough, and last night two pieces of equipment that are no worse than level-less crystal clear were identified.

"No one can predict luck." Feng Jun made up an excuse to get away with it.

Anyway, when something like this happens, using the word "luck" as an excuse is definitely the most appropriate.

"Boss, your luck is not ordinary luck. I have never seen anyone luckier than you." Shen Lin'er rolled her eyes at Feng Jun and said.

"Just because you haven't seen it doesn't mean it doesn't exist. Some guys might have secretly identified a lot of good stuff, and then kept it quiet, just to show them off later and blind the eyes of the whole world." Feng Jun said cheerfully.

"Ahem, Boss, why do I feel like you are talking about yourself?" Shen Lin'er said hurriedly.

Shen Lin'er felt that her boss must be such a person, always thinking of ways to show off and achieve a stunning effect by not making a big splash.

After all, this is what his boss did the last time he competed in the palace with Brother Fantasy Fifth. When no one was optimistic about him, he suddenly slapped Brother Fantasy Fifth in the face and made Brother Fantasy Fifth lose miserably.

"Get lost, I'm not that idle. I don't show my equipment because I don't want people to know my equipment. In this way, the less I expose, the less my opponents know about my strength.

By then, I will be able to compete for the top three positions in the Heroic Martial God Altar with more confidence and assurance." Feng Jun said repeatedly.

Feng Jun really had no intention of showing off and embarrass himself. He was no longer a young man of eighteen or twenty years old.

Although it feels great to pretend to be cool and then get slapped in the face, that feeling can be as satisfying as you want.

However, for Feng Jun, these are nothing. What Feng Jun is really concerned about is the champions of the elite group of the Xiongwu Altar.

As for not showing the equipment, it’s simply because he doesn’t want to expose his strength to others.

Only some stupid guys would show off their equipment everywhere before such an important competition.

For example, the Ao Shi family today, those people are eager to show off all their equipment, so that the title of the elite first family will completely fall into their hands.

In comparison, Feng Jun felt that it would be better for him to be more low-key. There would be nothing wrong with being low-key.

"Boss, now you really have a chance to compete for the top three. With your current hardware, let alone the top three, you may even be the first elite Tang.

If we must find a shortcoming, it is that there are not enough people in the team. Even if Zhang Jianwen joins the team, there are only five people at most. "Shen Lin'er said, tilting her head.

"Well, you are right. But guess what I want to do most now?" Feng Jun said, looking at Shen Lin'er.

"What?" Shen Lin'er was a little confused by Feng Jun's sudden question.

"What do you think? A man and a woman alone, a handsome man and a beautiful woman in the same room, what do you think they can do?" Feng Jun raised his lips to smile.

"Boss, I don't believe you can." Shen Lin'er rolled her beautiful eyes and gave Feng Jun a blank look.

"Who said I can't? But I'm planning to take a shower now, so should you? Or do you want to stay and rub my back? If you really want to stay and rub my back, I'll reluctantly agree to it.

After all, rejecting a beautiful woman's request is not a very polite thing to do." Feng Jun said with a smile.

"Bah, I don't want it, you scumbag boss, perverted boss, perverted boss." Shen Lin'er glared at Feng Jun, turned around, and hurriedly left Feng Jun's room.

Perhaps he was afraid that he could not hold on alone, so he actually stayed to wipe Feng Jun's back.

Or maybe he was afraid that Feng Jun would not be able to control himself.