Fantasy Westward Journey: My Big Anchor System

In the next few days, Feng Jun was constantly busy with the tasks at hand. The first and most important thing was to completely melt the level 150 armor.

Fortunately, Feng Jun's luck seemed to have improved significantly, and the smelting went quite smoothly for two consecutive days. This allowed Feng Jun to make the armor perfectly in just three days.

【Purple Gold Dragon Armor】

It is said to be a relic of the Yellow Emperor. The purple-gold dragon exudes magical power.

[Equipment Conditions] Level 150

[Equipment Role] Male

Level 150 Five Elements Fire

Defense +303

Durability 365

Strength +31 Agility +31

Special effects: No level restrictions

Special skill: blood sucking

Maker: Crazy Xiaohong strengthened the creation

Smelting effect: Defense +11

"It's finally done. The next step is the set effect. The price of this level 150 enchantment orb is really not low at all." Feng Jun took a look at the armor in front of him and said with satisfaction.

Once the smelting is finalized, other things will become simple.

In addition to this piece of armor, Feng Jun also conducts monster refining and appraisal every day. He appraises a truckload of level 120 spiritual accessories every day, and refines two groups of monster embryos with eight skills or above every day. This has become something Feng Jun must do every day.

At night, Feng Jun started the live broadcast as usual. As soon as the live broadcast started, the number of online viewers in the live broadcast room increased at a speed visible to the naked eye, and barrages of comments emerged like mushrooms after a rain.

"Everyone, we will have a two-day break after today's broadcast. I have already been broadcasting for six consecutive days. In addition, the prosperous family is collecting special beast skills, including Shenma Fuyun, Xumi Mantra, Forest Bird, Death Summoning and Spell Defense.

Okay, I won't waste any more time. I'd like to invite today's first audience, Brother Xiaowen from Northeast China from the Baihua Village server." After Feng Jun briefly chatted with the audience for a while, he immediately started to tinker with the resources.

One by one, the viewers were invited to the microphone by Feng Jun, and then they were helplessly carried away by Feng Jun again and again.

"I've told you a long time ago that, as the saying goes, arms can make three generations poor, and refining monsters can ruin a lifetime. You just didn't believe it. Now you finally believe it, right? It's not that I'm not good enough, it's just that when I play probability with Aunt Wang, there's no possibility of winning at all." Feng Jun said embarrassedly, scratching his head.

In two hours, Feng Jun didn't know how many water friends had seen off, whether they were digging ordinary treasure maps, opening human rings and pet rings, or identifying mid-to-high-end monster refining and military weapons.

None of the fans who provided resources to Shangmai were spared, and each and every one of them lost everything.

The donkey that doesn't pull the mill: The unlucky anchor is indeed worthy of his reputation. I admire you. How did you manage to make no money from any of these resources? Even when you dug two carts of low-level treasure maps, you were crazy about releasing monsters. Isn't your luck too bad?

Manchi Turtle My Shell Is the Greenest: Jun Ge, stop making excuses, you are just unlucky. I just asked you to help me identify a car of level 100 necklaces, and they were all blank. I went back to identify them myself, and I got a Blood-Breaking Necklace and a Smile Necklace.

A Traveling Frog: I just like watching the unlucky anchor get humiliated. By the way, the rooftop should be extra lively today.

The Bored White Sea: I have to tell you guys, the rooftop is already crowded with so many evil bosses that I can hardly stand there.

Miss Chunhua: I said it would be fun to watch the live broadcast room of the bad anchor, right? I said I had a hunch that the bad anchor would definitely suck today, and now, he really sucked his pants.

Tao Baibai: Fortunately, I stopped in time, otherwise I would have run directly to the rooftop like those bosses today.

Feng Jun looked at the dense barrage of comments in front of him, and saw those viewers making fun of his luck, and he touched his nose helplessly. After all, according to the words of these viewers, Feng Jun's luck was extremely bad today.

No matter which fan, no matter which resources, it is difficult to escape Feng Jun's incredible bad luck.

"Ahem, this is just bad luck for a while. I have a feeling that the next fan will have good luck. If the next fan still doesn't have good luck, I will draw fifty red packets of 100 yuan in the live broadcast room.

If the next fan can make a little money, no matter how much or how little.

Everyone, just give me some free popularity votes, just popularity votes. Of course, the rich are welcome to do as they please. "Feng Jun said repeatedly while looking at the barrage.

When the audience in the live broadcast room heard Feng Jun's words, they immediately became excited.

You should know that in the current circle of Fantasy Westward Journey anchors, Feng Jun's live broadcast room is one of the ones with the best benefits. After all, Feng Jun will give some benefits to the audience in the live broadcast room from time to time for the effect of the show, either snack gift packages, or clothing gift packages, or like now, directly distributing cash red envelope gift packages.

In addition, Feng Jun’s live broadcast room is also filled with many wealthy people, some of whom will follow Feng Jun and give out benefits from time to time.

"Ahem, don't be too happy too soon, the counterattack may come from the next player. Okay, let's invite this player from the Gusu City server who is attacking the Daughter Kingdom at night.

Ahem, I think the fans are really talented, each of these names is more explosive than the last." Feng Jun scratched his head awkwardly, looking at the list given by Shen Lin'er.

. . . . . . .

At this moment, in a small rental house in the center of Bincheng City, a young man about 26 or 27 years old is sitting in front of a computer. On the computer desk is a bowl of noodles, steam rising from it.

Next to the young man, a pretty good-looking girl was leaning against him, looking at the screen in front of her with a hint of nervousness on her face.

"Zerin, do you think the equipment you identified yesterday can really be sold for a lot of money?" the girl said softly, looking at the man.

"Well, don't worry, that piece of equipment is still very top-grade, especially in the level of Shenwei and Elite, it should be able to sell for a lot of money. As long as we sell this equipment, we will have money, and then we can buy a house.

We will have enough money to get married, and we will live in a new house with two children, a boy and a girl. "The boy named Luo Zelin was full of anticipation.

People often say that sometimes the appearance of a piece of equipment in Fantasy Westward Journey can change a person's life. Apparently, today the goddess of luck seems to be particularly fond of the boy in front of him, allowing him to tinker with a piece of equipment that is far beyond people's imagination.