Fantasy Journey to the West has recently appeared in a series of activities, coupled with a lot of media promotion, this game has gradually become popular.

Every day, many old players and new players pour into the Fantasy Journey to the West.

He Zihao is one of them, but compared with many players who are now in their twenties and thirties, He Zihao's age is much younger, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old high school student.

He Zihao is not a rich second generation or a nouveau riche or anything like that, he is at best a very ordinary high school student, and in addition to attending classes every day, he plays games. The game Fantasy Journey to the West is also a game that he just came into contact with a few days ago.

I have never played such a cartoon-style turn-based game, and He Zihao was immediately attracted by the extremely cute painting style of Fantasy Journey to the West, as well as the various mounts and summoning beast weapons.

As a result, a small lion camel in Lushan Scenic Area was also born.

Nan Cheng is also He Zihao's lion camel that has just been practiced.

After a month of exploration and practice, He Zihao finally understood how to play the game Fantasy Journey to the West, and also understood that if he wants to play an account well, the money invested in it must be extremely huge. But for a man who only has thirty yuan a day for living expenses, it is impossible for him to invest too much money.

It costs him fifteen yuan for two meals in the morning and lunch, and the round-trip subway fare also costs about eight yuan, so that He Zihao's money saved by saving food every day is also quite limited.

However, He Zihao still has such a dream, that is, at least to become a second-tier 59 player in the Lushan Shengjing server. As for the 59 players on the front line, he still doesn't dare to think about it, after all, those local tyrants on the front line invest 350,000 or even hundreds of thousands of yuan at every turn, which he can only say that he can't do.

"With the eight yuan saved today, there are already seven hundred yuan in the past two months. Seven hundred yuan, I don't know if the underworld of that clan family is willing to sell me the weapon with a total injury of 410. I'll ask later, I hope I can buy it, and if I buy it, my damage will be raised to a higher level. He Zihao muttered softly while copying his homework.

Two months ago, when he was shopping in Chang'an City, he saw a simple hammer with a total injury of 410 in his district, and he had already made up his mind that he must save money to buy the hammer that made him very hot.

After two months of accumulation, he finally saved enough seven hundred yuan, and today he also wanted to talk to the seller to see if he could buy this level 60 simple hammer that he liked quite a lot.

As usual, he copied two hours of homework, and the homework assigned by the school this weekend was also successfully completed by He Zihao.

The moment he completed his homework, He Zihao couldn't wait to turn on the computer, and his account was also quickly logged in, and at the same time, a live broadcast room was also opened by him.

"Leng Feng is big, today he sent a spirit ornament again, why is he not in our district, a 120-level spirit ornament is decomposed but there are two third-level star stones, and it can be sold for a lot of money." He Zihao muttered softly as he watched Meng Xuan deliver the spirit ornaments.

After speaking, the screen of his game had already unfolded, and the moment the game was logged in, He Zihao immediately contacted the owner of the hammer he saw earlier, a 59-level second-tier dungeon in their district.

Nan Cheng: Dude, did you sell the 410 hammer I asked about some time ago? I have money today.

In a few moments, a message was replied to.

Zong Gale: I sold it a long time ago, and after waiting for you for so long, you didn't have any money. A few days ago, it was sold to the underground house of the Luo Yi family. #99。

Nancheng: Didn't I say I wanted it? I finally had enough money today, and you sold it? #75

Zong Gale: If you sell it, someone else will pay 100 million, which is higher than yours. You've only paid 80 million, and you'll have to wait so long. Lao Tzu has already sold it.

Nan Cheng: Didn't you say that you would sell me for 80 million? How can you do that? Didn't we say yes?

Zong Gale: Are you stupid, you didn't give me money, the weapon is mine, I can sell whoever I like. Don't play fantasy if you don't have money, go back and write your homework to #80.

Nan Cheng: Why are you scolding, what's wrong with no money. Who said you can't play without money.

Zong Gale: Get out, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you, if you beep again, I'll start killing you in a while. A little trash number dares to beep in front of me.

He Zihao looked at the message sent by the clan Gale in front of him, and he was still very unhappy in his heart, but he didn't reply to the clan Gale again, and scolded him for three days and three nights, and he didn't die. It's not that he doesn't want to, it's that he really doesn't have that strength.

Although the clan family is only a second-tier 59 family in the district, all the members in it are at least equipped with the best and simpler, and as for this clan Gale, there is a level 90 non-level axe. With the existence of such a level 90 levelless axe alone, He Zihao didn't dare to provoke them.

If this really makes them unhappy, he has a civilian account, and maybe he will be killed in a few minutes until the number is deleted.

"I'm so angry, there is no good thing in this clan." He Zihao said angrily.

The strength is not as good as others, He Zihao can only swallow his anger. Looking at the more than 80 million and nearly 90 million fantasy coins on his body, He Zihao became depressed again. I thought I could buy an improvised weapon that made me very happy, but I didn't expect to be taken the lead in the end, and I was severely ridiculed by the seller.

Just when he was in an extremely depressed mood, Meng Xuan's voice suddenly came from inside the earphones.

"Well, brother, this half of the 150-level knife is a big cost, this non-level is really not so good, but to be a man, you still have to have a dream, in case it comes true one day."

Meng Xuan's voice suddenly came out of the earphones, and He Zihao also glanced at the fantasy coins on his body.

"Leng Feng is right, this dream still has to be had, they don't sell me weapons, I'll buy them myself, and I'll let Leng Feng greatly help me identify them in a while, hum. If you give me a no-level or an artifact, see how I can destroy your clan family. He Zihao said with a firm face.

After saying that, he also controlled his account and ran to the stalls of the blacksmith shop, and after several comparisons, he chose a cheaper stall and directly bought three hammers and three guns.

"Three level 130 weapons, three level 140 weapons, this money is gone." He Zihao muttered softly.

Seven hundred yuan may not be a lot for some adults, but for He Zihao, it is a huge amount of money that he saved for more than two months. smashed in the game like this, He Zihao was still very nervous.

But that's how playing games is, there will definitely be a moment when you can play games all the time to stay sane.

Obviously, He Zihao is completely on top today. I want to talk about "Fantasy Journey to the West: Shenkeng System" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~