Fantasy Westward Journey God Pit System

Chapter 517 Little brat?
"Oh, this wave of anger. Why did eight plus six produce a wild Thunderbird? It seems useless to have a wild Thunderbird with ten skills. It's useless to raise such aptitude for three years." Meng Meng Xuan shook his head and said, looking at the Thunderbird who had just produced the Demon Drum in front of him.

A thunderbird with ten skills is not bad, but at least one thing is aptitude. Meng Xuan really doesn't know what to say about this thunderbird with a dual capital of less than [-]. .

After a wave of eight plus six demon refining failed, Meng Xuan invited this sad water friend to give a preface.

"The next water friend is coming. I don't know what to do?" Meng Xuan rubbed his nose and said.

Emperor Killing Leng Feng: Dude, what resources do you need?

Nancheng: Hello brother Leng Feng, I have three level 130 weapons and three level 140 weapons.Can you identify it for me?This is what I saved for two months of living expenses.

Emperor Killing Leng Feng: Oh?living expenses?

Nancheng: Well, my mother gave me 30 yuan a day, and my breakfast and lunch cost [-] yuan. The round-trip subway fee is [-] yuan, and sometimes I have to buy a bottle of water. I can only save a few dollars a day. It's only a dollar.

Meng Xuan looked at the message sent by Nancheng in front of him, which reminded him of his childhood. At that time, he was obsessed with a game for a while, um, it was the racing game, Kart Run.In the past, he used to run to Internet cafes after school. Every day Lao Meng gave him two or three yuan for breakfast, and he was not willing to eat it, just to surf the Internet and save money to buy a car.Saved for several months to buy a good Panda PRO.

At that time, a Panda car PRO was absolutely cowhide. You must know that many people still drive marshmallow cars that are bought with gold coins.

It's just that the car hadn't been used for a long time, and he was taken home from the Internet cafe by Lao Meng. After a beating, he was grounded for a semester. The time limit is up, and a bunch of new cars are launching at the same time.

Slowly this game was also forgotten by Meng Xuan.

Unexpectedly, today there is a kid who saved several months of living expenses just to drum up equipment.

Emperor Killing Leng Feng: That's fine.You scan the code and sign up.

Nancheng: Mmm.

After successfully scanning the QR code, Meng Xuan also dragged the kid into Mai Xu.

"Hi Leng Feng, my name is He Zihao, a new player of Fantasy Westward Journey. I have never played Fantasy Westward Journey before, and I only started playing it in the past few months." He Zihao's slightly immature voice came out.

After hearing He Zihao's voice, many viewers in the live broadcast room also tapped on the keyboard.

"Little kid, have you finished your homework today?"

"Hey, I'm still a primary school student. If primary school students don't go to play and eat chicken, don't they become kings? Fantasy Westward Journey is not suitable for primary school students."

"Aha, it's been a long time since a child showed up. Could it be that he stole mom's money to play games?"

"666, brat, don't you just steal your parents' WeChat to recharge and play games?"

Seeing so many barrages, He Zihao, who was on Mai Xu for the first time, immediately responded to these barrages.

"No, I saved the money and deducted it from the living expenses every day. And I only played games after finishing my homework. I didn't use my mother's mobile phone. I have my own mobile phone. I don't steal money, I If I steal money, my dad will break my legs." He Zihao said angrily.

Indeed, nowadays many people don't have a particularly good perception of primary school students, junior high school students or even high school students, especially those who play games.

After all, there are a lot of media news nowadays. Today, a certain student swipes his parents’ mobile phone to reward the anchor with hundreds of thousands. Tomorrow, a certain student steals batteries for playing games.There's so much news out there that many people, especially adults, aren't particularly friendly to little kids playing games.

"Ahem, hey, hey, don't use these bullet screens. They all came from childhood, and not all people are like what those media said. That's it, watch the live broadcast carefully, who didn't have a childhood, don't Say something weird." Meng Xuan said loudly.

"Well, Mr. Leng Feng is right. I'm not like those people. My studies are doing well. I'm from the High School Affiliated to Gan Province Normal School. I was ranked in the top ten in the last monthly exam." He Zihao said very proudly.

Indeed, he is much better at studying than Meng Xuan, a scumbag.He was admitted to the most outstanding high school in Jiangxi Province, and at the same time, he ranked among the top ten for his age.Compared to many ignorant guys, He Zihao is indeed much better.

No, some people from Jiangxi Province in the live broadcast room were quite shocked when they heard what He Zihao said.

"Junior brother? I graduated from that school, but my grades are only at the middle and lower levels."

"Niupi, my son also wants to take the exam in that school, but the score is a little short, about two or three hundred. Hey, I will cry if I talk too much."

"I'm also from Gan Province, and this school is the number one high school in Gan Province."

"Yes, this strength, keep it up, Tsinghua University and Peking University are dead easy."

Meng Xuan was also slightly shocked after seeing the barrage in the live broadcast room.He was not from Gan Province, and he didn't know how powerful the school He Zihao was talking about, but when he saw the barrage, Meng Xuan secretly admired it.This is much better than his scumbag.

In fact, Meng Xuan can't be regarded as a scumbag, at least he was admitted to Pengda by his own ability, but he abandoned his studies after entering university.However, at least his grades in middle school and high school were pretty good.

"It's ok, little brother. Your level 59 account, why do you want to use level 130 and level 140 weapons? Could it be that you want to level up again?" Meng Xuan said while browsing the equipment in the account.

This He Zihao’s account is really not very powerful. As a level 59 player, except for a helmet that is a simple level 60 helmet, the other equipment is some ordinary items of level [-], and even a transformation suit nothing.

Such an account is simply the most bottom-level existence in 59. Just find a 59 player who is more powerful than this account.

"It's like this. I originally wanted to spend more than 8000 million to buy a simple hammer with a total damage of 410, but..." He Zihao also told the original conversation he had just had with Zongshi Gale come out.

As soon as the audience heard what He Zihao said, some players were upset, and they all expressed that they wanted to transfer to the district to teach that clan family a lesson.

"Thank you guys for your kindness, but my mother taught me that I have to solve my own affairs by myself, and I am not afraid of being slapped in the face. When I grow up, I will have enough strength to slap my face back. This is the real skill .” He Zihao watched the barrage in the live broadcast room, and said hastily.

(End of this chapter)