Fantasy Westward Journey: My Big Anchor System

Liu Xiaoshao's choice is understandable. In the world of Fantasy Westward Journey, there are many stories of people getting rich overnight, but there are even more stories of people spending a lot of money but losing everything.

From 10 million to 50 million? That probability is even slimmer than winning the lottery in real life. But from 50 million to zero? Hey, that's too common - just take a look around the Chang'an City Arena and you'll see a few gamblers cursing after losing so much money.

Therefore, Liu Xiaoshao did not choose to continue the challenge, but chose to stop the challenge after tasting a little sweetness.

When Liu Xiaoshao decisively stopped, the old hands in the live broadcast room all started to post comments like [wise].

Feng Jun looked at the comments and grinned, "Okay, Boss Liu, we'll stop here while we're ahead. Next stop - let's welcome the second lucky fan!"

At the top of the computer screen, the second player's account had already been logged in. However, when Feng Jun saw the player's game name, he suddenly paused, his mouth twitching: "Uh... 'Laozi Zhao Ritian' from the Gusu City server?"

After seeing the name, the audience in the live broadcast room burst into laughter, and barrages of comments emerged one after another.

Some people shouted for Zhao Ritian to come out and get beaten, some shouted “I am Ye Liangchen”, and there were even some who directly made fun of the name of the game.

As soon as the microphone was connected, a male voice with a strong northeastern accent exploded: "Unlucky anchor! I want to open the bottle too! I just saw your operation and my hands are itching to open it. I have a hunch that when I open the bottle today, I will definitely be able to open a lot of high eights."

Zhao Ritian also chose to open the bottle. After all, he had just witnessed Feng Jun's incredible luck in opening the bottle.

If several high eights were drawn, it would definitely be the most perfect result for Zhao Ritian.

"Okay, let's get started right away." Feng Jun didn't hesitate and nodded.

After he finished speaking, Feng Jun started working again.

Feng Jun rubbed his hands and clicked on the pile of Qinglingjing bottles in the prop column. As the mouse clicked, system prompts appeared on the screen.

"You used the Pure Spirit Bottle, and it seems to have gathered a lot of magical dew!"

"You have obtained the high-level Pure Spirit Dew."

"You used the Pure Spirit Bottle, and it seems to have gathered a lot of magical dew!"

"You have obtained the primary level of Pure Spirit Elixir."

. . . . . . .

All thirty-three Qingling Jing bottles were opened in an instant, but as this batch of Qingling Jing bottles were opened, the expressions of both Feng Jun and Zhao Ritian became somewhat unnatural.

The high-grade seventh and eighth grade things that everyone wanted were not seen. In fact, out of the thirty-three bottles of Qingling Jing bottles, only two bottles of high-grade Qingling Xianlu were opened.

And both of these bottles are high five bottles.

"Ahem, brother, you've pooped a big shit this time. Not to mention the seventh and eighth grades, even the sixth grade hasn't been seen. Aunt Wang is too dark." Feng Jun scratched his head embarrassedly and said with a depressed look.

Unlike Liu Xiaoshao, Zhao Ritian's luck this time can only be described as extremely unlucky. He invested 10 million fantasy coins in it, but didn't even hear a sound.

If I sell all the bottles in front of me, I won’t be able to get even one million fantasy coins.

"Oh, if I had known earlier, I wouldn't have opened the bottle. If I had taken it to identify the equipment, maybe I could get something back." Zhao Ritian shook his head helplessly.

"It's hard to say. To put it bluntly, it's a matter of probability. Then brother, I'm going to delete your account." Feng Jun said calmly.

Zhao Ritian became the first victim in the live broadcast room. Fortunately, Feng Jun did not ask everyone to prepare much money this time, only 10 million Fantasy Coins. If it was a little more, the loss might have been even greater.

Soon, the third and fourth fans also logged into their accounts one after another.

However, unlike the previous two friends, these two friends did not choose to tinker with the bottles, but chose other ways.

A netizen asked Feng Jun to use 10 million fantasy coins to buy various level 90 equipment in seconds, intending to buy some simple special equipment to make some money.

A netizen chose to ask Feng Jun to exchange a shovel to dig for antiques.

The two netizens had their own ideas, but unfortunately, their challenges ultimately ended in failure. Whether it was identifying equipment or tinkering with antiques, they were ultimately no match for Aunt Wang, and they only had less than one million dollars left.

All this is far from over. One by one, netizens found Feng Jun and participated in this competition of luck.

Soon, the fifth netizen also took to the microphone, and asked Feng Jun to help him get three high-level treasure maps that had not been opened. He was lucky, with three high-level treasure maps, one of Wuzhuang Temple and two of Qilin Mountain.

Coincidentally, Feng Jun, who was controlling the character, actually dug up a high-level special-kill book in Wuzhuang Temple.

You should know that a high-level must-kill book on the market can be sold at a high price of 5000 million fantasy coins.

"Sweet Pink, brother, although the first two high-level treasure maps only dug up flower beans, this third high-level treasure map dug up a high-level sure-kill. I saw that your district charges 5000 million for the high-level sure-kill? If you sell this high-level sure-kill, your current profit will also be ranked second.

Of course, the gap to the current first place is not that big, only 268 million fantasy coins.

What do you mean, do you want to continue or stop? If you stop, I think you can at least secure a top five position. "Feng Jun said calmly, looking at the account in front of him.

"Unlucky anchor, keep going, go straight to 100 million!" A cheerful voice came from the microphone.

This netizen named Tiantian Xiaopinhong was a little hesitant at first, but after thinking about the high championship reward for the first place, he decided to continue to make an effort.

"Are you really still going to charge?" Feng Jun asked in surprise.

"Charge, of course we charge. There are no cowards among us Sichuan and Chongqing men. Fuck him!" said the sweet little pink carelessly.

At this moment in the live broadcast room, audience members were sending out comments one after another.

Red Rain: How stupid! If it were me, I would definitely stop. Although currently ranked second, second is also a very good ranking. Even if there are other people producing things later, I can at least stay in the top five.

Extreme Love: Of course I will go for it. I think if I want to get the first place, I still need at least 100 million. Now 10 million has become 50 million. How can I stop like this?

Madmen and fools: Just charge ahead, don’t be afraid, we Sichuan and Chongqing men are fierce.

No Bird's Feet: This guy's name is Sweet Pink, is he the same as me? How about we get to know each other? I'm a bear.