Fantasy Westward Journey: My Big Anchor System

When Shen Lin'er arrived at Feng Jun's house, Feng Jun was still sleeping soundly. Last night, Feng Jun kept completing random tasks of the system until three o'clock in the afternoon, when he was so sleepy that he fell into a deep sleep.

Feng Jun didn't even know when Shen Lin'er came home. It was only after Shen Lin'er frantically banged on the door that Feng Jun woke up in a daze.

"Boss, did you steal last night? It's already seven o'clock and you're still sleeping?" Shen Lin'er said to Fu Chen, who looked a little listless, while holding a bowl of noodle soup and blinking in confusion.

"I played some games last night and got some equipment." Feng Jun yawned repeatedly, his eyes full of fatigue.

"Ah? You didn't stay up all night last night, did you? And you're still grinding for equipment? Boss, although I know that the appearance of Mingxiang and the others has a great impact on you, some things can't be rushed. They are rich and powerful. Even if we want to fight them, we have to do it within our capabilities.

Keep calm and don't be reckless, grow slowly. When you grow up, slap them hard in the face.

If you go to get equipment now, aren't you giving money to Aunt Wang? Equipment is so expensive now, it may be cheaper in a few days. "Shen Lin'er rolled her eyes at Feng Jun and said.

It has to be said that girls are smart after all. Shen Lin'er thinks that those who are frantically brushing equipment and refining monsters to improve themselves are either stupid or dumb. After all, the equipment nowadays is frighteningly expensive. Even an unidentified level 60 sword costs 100 to 80 yuan.

If we wait a little longer, even for a week, the price of these equipment will be cut in half.

If we wait until most of the players in the area have reached a certain level and there are more and more players trying to level up, then the prices of equipment, spiritual accessories, and summoned beast embryos will all drop significantly.

At that time, the cost of tinkering with resources can be greatly reduced, which is the most reasonable and appropriate investment.

"It's okay. I don't expect to kill them all at once. I mainly want to improve my own strength a little bit so that I won't be powerless to fight back when they come to my door. After all, I am a host with tens of thousands of fans now, so I still have to save some face." Feng Jun said embarrassedly, scratching his head.

Feng Jun knew that tinkering with resources now was definitely not a wise choice. But there was no other way. People had already stepped on the door, so he couldn't just do nothing.

Even if you really can't win, you can't say that you have no ability to fight back.

As the saying goes, people pick on the weak and the weak, and Feng Jun doesn't want to be that weak persimmon.

"I don't understand you boys. The world of boys is too complicated." Shen Lin'er said slowly.

After hearing Shen Lin'er's words, Feng Jun's eyes twitched slightly. How could this mean that the world of men is too complicated? If it is really complicated, can it be compared with that of girls?

After eating a few mouthfuls of food, Feng Jun rushed into the bathroom and took a cold shower. The cold water washed over his whole body, and his slightly listless look improved a lot.

Seeing that the time had reached eight o'clock, Feng Jun sat in his seat and started the live broadcast.

As the live broadcast room opened, viewers flocked in and poured into the room at the first moment. The number of online viewers in the room also increased at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye it had exceeded 10,000.

There are not many Fantasy Westward Journey anchors who can do this, even though the reboot of Fantasy Westward Journey has become one of the most popular games in China.

However, the number of anchors with tens of thousands of followers is still relatively small, no more than twenty at most.

Among them, Feng Jun is the one with the least background and the least fame. He is not a veteran anchor, nor a legendary figure, nor a so-called rich boss. He is completely a new anchor.

As soon as the live broadcast room was opened, barrages of comments appeared one after another, some of which also caught Feng Jun's attention.

A man who wants to be strong all his life: Unlucky anchor, you are in big trouble. Just now, Brother Fantasy 5 said in the live broadcast room that he will rape you in the whole area. Someone said that you cheated people in the live broadcast room. After Brother Fantasy 5 found out, he said he would rape you.

A Night of Complexity: That Fantasy Fifth Brother is just a dog, a mad dog that bites people everywhere. Isn't it just because he has a bunch of big bosses behind him that he is rampant in the district? He also got a Death Note and specializes in finding all kinds of excuses to kill people.

Yesterday it was rainy and windy: Cheating? These are all excuses. Although the unlucky anchor is unlucky, he has never done anything to cheat people. He didn't make any menus, nor did he drag three people. He is not an anchor who specializes in big resources. How can he cheat people?

Dream Back to Blowing the Flute: In the live broadcast room of Dream Fifth Brother, a friend just connected to the microphone. That friend said that the unlucky anchor took 10,000 yuan from him to identify the resources, but in the end he didn’t even get the number.

I don't like eating seven-mile incense: How can a bad anchor do such a thing? I was wrong. I thought the bad anchor was a good anchor, but now it seems that he is just a liar.

Feng Jun was slightly stunned by the barrage of comments that kept appearing in the live broadcast room. He didn't expect that he had just taken a nap, and suddenly so many messages appeared when he got up. And judging from the barrage of comments sent by these people, the news had just come out.

Especially when he saw some comments starting to say that he was cheating people out of their money and described himself as a money-sucking anchor, Feng Jun felt very angry.

But on second thought, Feng Jun also understood what was going on with the inexplicable rhythm that happened to him. It was nothing more than someone connected to the microphone with Brother Fantasy Five and said that he had cheated him out of ten thousand yuan and then refused to provide him with identification resources.

As for those guys in the live broadcast room who were scolding him for being a money-swindling anchor, even if Feng Jun was dumb, he knew who was behind it.

Hiring internet trolls to set the pace is a common occurrence in the live streaming industry. In the past, many anchors were overwhelmed by these endless streams of pace. Some anchors even saw a cliff-like drop in the number of viewers in their live streaming rooms due to various excessive paces, and finally disappeared from the entire live streaming industry.

Looking at the comments in the live broadcast room, Feng Jun skillfully lit a cigarette and cleared his throat.

"Everyone, these rhythms are a bit inexplicable. I believe you are not so stupid as to believe them, right? Although I haven't been broadcasting live for a long time, I have been tinkering with various resources every day, and I have a lot of viewers every day.

I never accept resources in cash. It has always been the audience who prepares the resources, whether it is equipment or embryos, or at least enough fantasy coins. I never conduct so-called offline transactions with you. Those who have been on TV know this.

As for the person who said I cheated him out of 10,000 yuan, now 500 yuan is enough to file a case. If it was really 10,000 yuan, you could have called the police. What era is this? If you cheat someone out of money, you will definitely catch him. "