Fantasy Westward Journey: My Big Anchor System

"That's a special case, okay? I think Aunt Wang must have secretly changed the probability, otherwise how could we have such bad luck." Feng Jun rolled his eyes at Shen Lin'er and said.

"Boss, I find that you have become more and more shameless recently. I think you should change your surname. Don't call it Feng anymore. Call it Lai." Shen Lin'er said cheerfully.

"If my surname is Lai, I will be miserable. Will all my sons and daughters be named Lai in the future? But the surname Lai is not bad either. Aren't all fortune tellers and feng shui masters named Lai?" Feng Jun said to Shen Lin'er with a smile.

"Who said, who said... that I would... give birth to a baby for you?" Shen Lin'er's delicate face turned red instantly. She was a little at a loss and spoke hesitantly.

"I wasn't talking about you either. I was talking about my future wife." Feng Jun said with a smile.

Since the last time Feng Jun protected Shen Lin'er, the relationship between the two has become much closer. However, all along, whether it is Feng Jun or Shen Lin'er, they have never broken that layer of window paper.

If we have to describe their current relationship, it's more like boss and employee.

More than UFIDA, less than lovers.

This sentence may be the most appropriate description.

After hearing what Feng Jun said, Shen Lin'er immediately realized that she was being teased by Feng Jun. She rolled her beautiful eyes at Feng Jun and said, "Humph, whoever wants to go, go. Anyway, it's not me. Boss, your thoughts are becoming more and more improper."

"Ahem, who is the one with improper thoughts? How come I am the one with improper thoughts?

Okay, let’s not talk about this anymore. We still have to work hard during this period of time. There is no problem with the weapon now. It was lucky enough that Zishan helped us to get such a weapon that day.

The levelless Wei Wu Qinghong in his hand, after 17 forgings, has a total comprehensive damage of 915.86, which is enough.

Before the 150-level equipment appeared, it was too difficult to pursue a level-free 1,000-damage attack, not to mention that it was not so easy to pursue a level-free 1,000-damage attack." Feng Jun said after a pause.

Feng Jun now has three fixed pieces of equipment, the levelless beast helmet and the levelless blood-breaking necklace are both top-notch. In addition to the two irreplaceable equipment, the level 140 levelless Weiwu Qinghong also has a comprehensive total damage of more than 900 points, and is currently the top first-line weapon.

The clothes are a little weaker. It is a level 120 non-level armor, and the shoes are a pair of ordinary level 110 white non-level shoes.

There is not much time left until the Martial God Arena, and Feng Jun still feels that he should upgrade his hardware as much as possible in less than a month.

The best entry point is naturally armor and shoes. As for the belt, the levelless anger belt is too ethereal.

According to the information Gu Han knows now, there are only two five-hole levelless belts in the entire Fantasy Westward Journey. One of them is a level 140 levelless anger belt made by Fu Yubing, and the other one is in the hands of Wen Tao's group from the Treasure Pavilion.

Feng Jun is now wearing a level 70 non-level anger belt. As long as he has that belt, Feng Jun's demand for the belt is not that high.

"These two pieces of equipment are armor and shoes. But boss, the level 150 equipment will be released in a few days. Do you want to take advantage of the last bit of time to get one then?" Shen Lin'er tilted her head and looked at Feng Jun and said.

"Well, by then, not to mention me, almost all players will go crazy to get level 150 equipment, especially those high-level players. When the Heroes Martial God Altar begins, there will definitely be no level 160 players.

At that time, those high-level players can only be assigned to the Apocalypse Group, and those people will fight hard for the title of champion.

Not to mention players like Elite, Shenwei, Yongwu, and Tianke, who will also invest in brushing level 150 equipment.

God knows how high the price of the equipment will go by then." Feng Jun said, scratching his head awkwardly.

Although he knew that once the crafting of level 150 equipment was opened, the price of the equipment would go through the roof, he had no other choice. When the Arena of Martial Gods was approaching, no matter how expensive the price was, it would still attract many top players to buy it.

"That's true." Shen Lin'er nodded and said.

"Forget it, forget it. Let's ignore it. Go take a shower? Do you want to go?" Feng Jun waved his hand and said.

"Me? Taking a shower? Are you going or not?" Shen Lin'er looked at Feng Jun in surprise.

"Woman, stop thinking in the wrong way. What I meant was that I will go back to my room to take a shower, and you will go back to your room to take a shower. After we finish showering, the takeaway will arrive, and we will have a good time to eat. After eating, we will go back to our rooms and sleep separately." Feng Jun also curled up a smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Get out, you scumbag boss, you perverted boss, you lecherous boss." A cushion was thrown at her, and Shen Lin'er cursed with a look of shame and anger.

Facing the flying cushion, Feng Jun closed the door, grinned happily, returned to his room, and took a comfortable bath.

A few days later, level 150 equipment was released in due course, and level 150 crafting also appeared.

As soon as these level 150 equipment appeared, there was an immediate craze for crafting and updating. Countless bosses were also frantically purchasing level equipment piece by piece.

The merchants made a fortune. A piece of level 150 equipment, even women's clothing, could be sold for a high price of two thousand yuan. As for necklaces, they were sold directly for four to five thousand yuan each.

Even with such a high price, it still couldn't stop the enthusiasm of the rich and bosses for renewal.

Just look, Feng Jun’s live broadcast room had only been on for half an hour when a wealthy man came in.

"My dear friend Meng Ruoji Ruoli, your spending is a bit too much. So many level 150 equipments and level 140 spiritual accessories?" Feng Jun looked at the account in front of him with a look of surprise.

In this account, the warehouse is filled with carts of level 150 equipment, including a whole cart of the most expensive necklaces.

Just the ten necklaces would cost tens of thousands of dollars, not to mention the other level 150 equipment, a total of ten cars of level 150 equipment, plus four cars of level 140 spiritual ornaments. These fourteen cars of stuff, not to mention millions, must be worth hundreds of thousands.

"Yeah, unlucky anchor, please help me identify it. I want to come up with something good. The Martial God Arena is coming soon, and our team wants to win the championship in the Tianyuan group." A clear female voice came from the microphone. The voice was not as crisp as that of a young girl, but it had a hint of the style of a queen.