Fantasy Westward Journey: My Big Anchor System

The ultimatum issued by meditation made Feng Jun feel a sense of crisis and he urgently wanted to improve his own strength. After all, no one plays the game expecting to be bullied and slaughtered by others.

Feng Jun was the same. He naturally didn't want to be playing the game happily when a group of people suddenly appeared and chased him.

What is even more fatal is that with Feng Jun's current strength, he really cannot beat those anchors of Meditation's guild, especially Fantasy Five Brothers who has won over many bosses in the Yishui Snow Mountain server.

In comparison, Feng Jun is slightly weaker both in strength and background.

"It seems that I still need to improve my strength as quickly as possible." In front of the computer, Feng Jun took a deep puff of cigarette, looked at the smoke drifting in the air and said in a deep voice.

The best way to improve your strength is to spend money, but Feng Jun doesn't have much money now. He even borrowed money from Fatty to rent a villa. Feng Jun made a lot of money from live streaming. These days, the share of gifts and rewards on live streaming alone has exceeded 100,000 yuan, not to mention the income from the live streaming incentive plan that took advantage of Aunt Wang.

If the current trend continues, Feng Jun will be able to earn a stable income of 300,000 yuan a month just through daily live streaming, or possibly even more.

However, Feng Jun cannot withdraw this money at the moment. He has to wait until the beginning of next month when the platform pays wages.

Feng Jun doesn't have much money on him now. After all, during this period of time, Feng Jun sold things through Fantasy Westward Journey, and the money he got was only for the Heavenly Array, the Angry Water Purification Belt, and the dragon with eight skills.

Of course, there is also the level 70 crystal-clear weapon.

All these things, when added up, were worth tens of thousands. But all this money was spent by Feng Jun. Just the equipment he got from Huanhuan Xiaoqi that time almost emptied his family's savings.

Also, on her mother's birthday, she spent some money to buy a cell phone for that little girl Feng Zishan.

Now that all this is calculated, Feng Jun really doesn't have much money left.

If he wanted to be rich, he had to sell his equipment and the two Thunderbirds. But Feng Jun had no intention of selling either his equipment or his summoned beasts.

"No money. It would be easier to get things done if I had money." Feng Jun muttered softly.

Just at this moment, Xiao Heizi sent a message.

Two and a half years of training: Jun Ge, why are you still online so late? 36

As soon as Feng Jun saw the message sent by Xiao Heizi, his eyes lit up.

Feng Jun already had a good understanding of Xiao Heizi's background through these days of contact. This guy was not very old, only twenty years old, twelve years younger than Feng Jun.

This guy was also playing Fantasy Westward Journey for the first time, but he was quite a tyrant, and lived in Pengcheng. He could be considered a native of Pengcheng, and the continuous development of Pengcheng over the past few decades had also created a group of wealthy people.

Among them, Xiao Heizi's family is one of them. Relying on the local indigenous people, Xiao Heizi's family also runs some relatively simple businesses.

As for what kind of business it is, it is collecting rent. There are dozens of houses in the family for rent, and even two commercial buildings.

"Speaking of which, if we bring Xiao Heizi into the team and borrow some money from this guy, is that okay?" Feng Jun muttered softly.

Xiao Heizi is a genuine second-generation rich man. He has invested a lot in the game these days. In less than three weeks since the server was launched, Xiao Heizi has already invested hundreds of thousands of dollars.

And unlike some old players of Fantasy Westward Journey, Xiao Heizi is the type who spends money recklessly. He always likes to challenge Aunt Wang's probability, and ultimately loses everything.

If this guy wasn't a native of Pengcheng and a rich second-generation, he really wouldn't be able to withstand such treatment.

When he thought of this, Feng Jun smiled and hurriedly typed on the keyboard.

Meng Wuhen: Xiaohei, your brother Jun is a little short of money recently. Can you lend me 30,000 or 50,000 yuan? I will pay you back on the 10th of next month when I get my salary?

Feng Jun was straightforward and direct. Without any hesitation, he went straight to the point and asked Xiao Heizi to borrow money.

After the message was sent, there was no reply from Xiao Heizi. When Feng Jun saw that there was no reply, he knew that the matter was basically ruined. Xiao Heizi was rich, but in the end, Feng Jun and Xiao Heizi were just friends in the game.

There are too many fake things on the Internet, but not many people will be honest with their friends in the game.

"Guess I'd better forget it. I'll just have to endure it for a while. After I get paid and the next good luck comes, I'll start working again. I'll just have to get through this period of time. Meditation will do whatever it wants to target me. When I have money, I will definitely get my face back." Feng Jun said with a sigh.

There are still many things that cannot be done without money. If Brother Fantasy Five targets me during this period of time, I can only bear it.

As long as he waits until his salary is paid and he has money to invest, he will be able to use the effect of good fortune to quickly improve his strength, and then he will be able to deal a fatal blow to Meditation and the five brothers of Dream.

Just when Feng Jun thought the matter was over, the screen of his mobile phone lit up and a WeChat transfer message came.

Zhang Zhilong sent a transfer.

Zhang Zhilong was the name of the trainee who had been in training for two and a half years, but Feng Jun still called him "Xiao Heizi", or "Xiao Hei" for short. Several of his close friends were happy to call him that, but were reluctant to call him by his real name.

Two and a half years of trainee: Jun, I've transferred it to you. Is 99 enough? If not, tell me. , Jun, what do you want this money for? Do you want to tinker with the resources yourself?

Xiao Hei sent a message on the computer screen.

When Feng Jun saw the message from Xiao Hei, he was a little stunned. It turned out that this guy had just gone to find a phone to transfer money to him.

Meng Wuhen: Damn, you really transferred it directly? Aren’t you afraid that I will steal your money and run away? Don’t you know how dangerous this society is?

Two and a half years of trainee: I believe you won't do that, Jun Ge, unless you are crazy, you will cheat me of these 50,000 yuan. You can receive thousands or tens of thousands of yuan worth of gifts every day when you live stream, and even 30,000, 50,000 or 80,000 yuan worth of gifts a day when you are lucky.

It's not worth giving up my bright future for a few tens of thousands of dollars. Besides, it's a different era now. A few tens of thousands of dollars is enough to file a case. I'm smart, not stupid.

And this money is just for me to buy one or two action figures, it's nothing? But Jun Ge, why do you suddenly need this money? Is there something wrong at home?