Fantasy Westward Journey: My Big Anchor System

Listening to the cold voice in his mind again and looking at the light curtain appearing in front of him, Feng Jun immediately fell into deep thought.

Of the three tasks in front of him, Feng Jun discarded the first task without any hesitation, even though the points provided by the first task were extremely generous, as many as twenty-five points after completing it.

But Feng Jun also understood that this so-called mutant black bear was not so easy to see. Even if he stayed in Huaguo Mountain every day for ten days or so, he might not be able to encounter a mutant summoned beast, let alone a designated mutant black bear.

Mutated summoned beasts are something you can only encounter by chance. Countless players have played Fantasy for many years and still may not be able to come across one.

Of course, in the past, not many people would go to these dark mine scenes to fight monsters and level up. Except for those merchants who caught embryos, ordinary people would not be stupid enough to go to various scenes to level up.

Most people go online every day to clear various dungeons or do various tasks, and rarely go to the dark mine scene to level up.

Feng Jun couldn't choose the first task, so he turned his attention to the other two tasks. After weighing the pros and cons, he made a decision.

"The third mission is more suitable for me. If I really go to catch wolves, God knows how long it will take to catch a fully grown wolf, and a baby at that." Feng Jun scratched his head and said.

As a thought popped into Feng Jun's mind, another task was accepted and a task prompt appeared in the system interface.

Random Task: Complete the Master's Task 0 times and receive 100 points. Progress (/).

"One hundred times of recitation, twenty times can be completed in a little over twenty minutes, and fifty times of the task can be completed in an hour. This takes almost two hours. Eight points can be obtained in two hours, which is pretty good." Feng Jun said after a moment's thought.

With a gentle click of the keyboard, "Meng Wuhen"'s figure disappeared in the bustling East China Sea Bay, and the scene changed to appear in the crowded Tang Dynasty government office.

Just when Feng Jun was about to find Lao Cheng to take over the mission from his master, there was a knock on the door.

"Brother, are you home?" A girl about eighteen years old was standing outside the door with an insulated box in her hand.

The girl is very beautiful, with a standard oval face, fair skin, red lips, white teeth, picturesque eyebrows and a pair of bright and clear eyes that seem to be able to speak. Her hair is tied in a ponytail, which makes her look youthful.

"I'm here." Feng Jun stood up and opened the door. Standing outside the door was Feng Zishan, Feng Jun's sister.

"Brother, what are you doing? You didn't even answer my mom's call?" When Feng Zishan saw Feng Jun, she glared at him with her beautiful eyes and walked straight into the house.

Feng Zishan, Feng Jun's biological sister, has an age difference of fourteen years between them. This is a very rare situation. After all, the age difference between siblings is usually only two or three years.

However, there is a 14-year age difference between the two of them, and all this is thanks to Feng Jun's father Feng Guohao.

I don’t know if the old man suddenly woke up and felt that the first child was a waste, so he hurried to have a second child while he was still young. This resulted in the age difference of fourteen years between the two siblings.

Fortunately, Feng Guohao raised his second child very successfully. Not only was the child beautiful and well-behaved, but she was also always among the top ten in her grade when she was in school.

Compared to Feng Jun, a first-born child, Feng Zishan is obviously more outstanding.

After all, Feng Guohao's miserable first child has not achieved anything so far, he hasn't gotten married, and hasn't bought a house.

"Cellphone? I didn't check it." Feng Jun just remembered his cellphone at this time, and remembered that he had turned it to silent mode before going to bed last night. He logged into Fantasy Westward Journey again in the morning, and ignored his cellphone completely.

I picked up the phone and saw that there were several missed calls on the screen.

Among them, Zhao Zhiheng made several calls to his mother Lin Cuiping, and the rest were just harassing calls.

"I guessed it was like this. Mom asked me to bring you some soup. Also, remember that it's Mom's birthday in a few days. You must go home for dinner then. If you don't go home for dinner, I won't recognize you." Feng Zishan sat on the sofa and said to Feng Jun.

"I know. I will definitely go back for my mother's birthday. If I don't go back to the village, won't I be annoyed by those intelligence directors? They all ask me if I have bought a house or married.

Coincidentally, I don't have either of these two things." Feng Jun said helplessly, spreading his hands.

The reason why Feng Jun moved out of the village and rented a house in the county town was actually very simple, that is, he wanted to get away from the relatives and friends in the village.

After all, Feng Jun still has to maintain a little face since he is asked questions every day.

"The aunts in the village are like this. Why don't you just ignore it? But brother, I think you really should find a girlfriend. You have broken up with Sister Xiaoting for so many years. You are not still thinking about Sister Xiaoting, are you?" Feng Zishan blinked her bright eyes, her face full of gossip.

"Come on, do you think I'm such a love-crazy person? I don't want to find a girlfriend, don't you know why? I'm broke and live paycheck to paycheck, how can I find a girlfriend?

Girls nowadays, the first thing they ask for is bags and cosmetics. When it comes to marriage, the first thing they ask for is gifts, houses and cars.

I don’t have that much money, I’m just an ordinary person.” Feng Jun glared at Feng Zishan.

It's not that Feng Jun has never been in love. Because of his outstanding appearance and figure, he flirted with many girls when he was in school and had dated several girls.

After entering society, I also had a girlfriend, and we were together for several years.

But in the end, I had no choice but to end a relationship that had lasted for many years.

As for why it ended, the reason is very simple. It is just the difference between sitting in a BMW and sitting on a bicycle.

Feng Jun can't afford the BMW that the other person wants, and he can't afford the rough waves that Feng Jun wants either.

There won't be any good results from living together, in the end it's better to part ways amicably and go your separate ways.

"Maybe I'll meet true love?" Feng Zishan tilted her head and whispered softly.

"Feng Zishan, something's wrong with you. Are you in love? Which little yellow-haired guy is it? I'm going to kill him right now." Feng Jun looked at Feng Zishan carefully and said.

Feng Jun was really worried that Feng Zishan would run into those little yellow-haired guys. After all, little yellow-haired guys are not good at other things, but they can hook up with little girls with ease.

Sometimes Feng Jun was quite envious of those young boys. They could not even take out ten dollars from their pockets, but they could make an appointment with three or five young girls immediately with just one phone call.

"No, my dad said that you can't fall in love before you go to college. I just watched two art films recently and I think the pure love is infinitely beautiful.

Besides, where did the little yellow-haired guy come from? I don’t like little yellow-haired guys.” Feng Zishan said hurriedly, waving her hands.

"Wrong, you can't have a relationship even when you're in college. There are too many scumbags in college. Your brother flirted with many girls when he was in college. You should at least wait until after college to have a relationship." Feng Jun said seriously.

"Hmph, I won't listen to you. Besides, I'm not those silly girls. I can tell by myself what kind of man is a scumbag and what kind of man is not a scumbag." Feng Zishan rolled her eyes at Feng Jun.

"Do you know how to identify it? I tell you the only way to identify a scumbag is to see if he breathes. As long as he breathes, he is a scumbag." Feng Jun said repeatedly.

"So, in this case, brother, you are also a scumbag?" Feng Zishan covered her mouth and looked at Feng Jun with a smile on her face.

"I'm not. I don't have money and I don't deserve to be a scumbag." Feng Jun continued.

"Tsk, I won't talk to you, all you say is nonsense. I'm leaving now, brother, remember to come home for dinner in a few days." Feng Zishan rolled her eyes at Feng Jun and ignored him and left the rental house where Feng Jun lived.

"Wait, I'll take you there. It's not safe for you to go back alone." Feng Jun hurried out.