Arknights Welcome to Terra Continent

"The TV is broken again?"

A, no, it should be said that a big white bear pushed open the door, bent down and entered the tavern. As soon as he saw Martin fiddling with the TV, he knew what had happened.

The man who came was strong and sturdy. If he hadn't bent down, the height of the door frame would not have been enough for him to enter the tavern. Just by looking at him from the side, you could tell that he must be very strong.

"Corvo, you're finally here, come on, come on, check what's wrong with the TV."

Martin raised his head and took a look at the person who came, and immediately said happily.

"Remember to buy me a drink. I have to work every time I come here."

White Bear put down the toolbox he was carrying, picked up the broken TV with one hand, skillfully removed the TV casing, and began to repair it tentatively.

"Hey, Koval, why haven't you fixed it after tinkering with it for so long? If Maria were to come, it would take less than half a minute to fix it."

I don't know who got drunk and started a commotion, which made Koval very angry, and he retorted on the spot.

"Old Fu, don't think I can't recognize your voice. I have been repairing your things for many years, and you still keep saying this kind of thing?"

Just at this time, Koval repaired the TV and reinstalled the outer shell. After two "bangs", Martin picked up the TV and plugged in the power. Hey, it really lit up. It was repaired so quickly.

"So, do you still doubt my skills? For one thing, Maria hasn't learned all my skills yet."

Koval picked up the wine that Martin handed over, drank it all, and immediately started bragging.

"Humph, how can I keep running this shop if I keep treating you guys to drinks? Pay the bill! No one can leave this shop until you pay the bill today!"

Martin knocked on the counter angrily to express his dissatisfaction.

These poor old fellows eat and drink their own food and drink their own things every day, listen to their own things and watch their own things, and then just pat their butts and leave. They are all ungrateful wolves!

"Hehehe, can you give me two more days? My son will give me some pocket money then."

A guest said with a smile, rubbing his hands.

"When did you, an old bachelor, have a son?"

"Hey, not yet. I'll pay you back when I have one."

"(Casimir swears!)"

Soon, Old Martin "drove" these guests away, leaving only Koval, Beichen and himself in the tavern.

"Boss, your store is quite interesting. This trip is worthwhile."

Beichen said with a smile, placing the empty wine glass back on the table.

"Haha, sorry to make you laugh."

Martin smiled and began to wipe the wine glass. Koval, who was standing beside him, was squatting on the ground, tinkering with something.

Beichen picked up the terminal and looked at the time. It was getting late. It was a pity that he didn't see Xia Guang today. However, at least he became familiar to these people, so it was worth the trip.

"It's a good place to visit again. See you tomorrow, boss."

Beichen also quickly stood up and said goodbye.

"Haha, few people are willing to hang out with old guys like us. See you tomorrow."

The door of the bar was closed, and Martin put down his work, walked to the door of the bar, and changed the "Open" sign hanging outside to "Closed".

"Where did you get a guy like this?"

Koval also finished the work at hand. He held up the finished product and asked while observing it.

"Don't mention it. It was all caused by those guys who just left."

Martin sighed and explained the reason why it happened.

“Hahahaha, 3.2 points.”

Koval patted Martin on the back and couldn't help laughing. He didn't expect that he would get another customer because of something like this.

"But it's not a big deal to have only a few old guys like us. It would be more lively if more people came."

After putting the wiped wine glasses neatly together, Martin spoke.

"You said before that you don't like those impetuous young men. Why do you change your words now?"

Koval placed the jukebox he had repaired next to the bar, which was also an old item, and then spoke.

"Who said that? Isn't that quiet guy just now better than you old guys who make a lot of noise all day long?"

Martin continued as he fiddled with the jukebox.

"Besides, we can't always let Maria hang out with us. Besides your repairman, she should interact with more people her own age."

"Hey, aren't you afraid that the guy out there will kidnap Maria? Why are you saying this?"

Koval asked, laughing.

"That won't work, unless he can beat me, and also beat you and Old F."

"Tsk tsk tsk, even if the three of us rush forward together, we still can't defeat him alone."

"Come on, come on, how about we practice together today and let you know what a competitive knight is!"

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"Huh? Is it that easy to register as a knight?"

Beichen, who was searching for information, muttered to himself in surprise.

"You can become a knight just by paying money?"

It’s about spending money to donate an official position, right?

To ensure that this was not a scam, Beichen carefully checked the reliability of the news, and the result was that there was nothing wrong with it.

Yes, come to Casimir, you don’t need ninety-nine thousand and eight, you don’t need ninety-eight hundred and eight, you only need nine hundred and eight to become a knight!

Of course, there are conditions.

It is not difficult to become a knight, but it is still difficult to keep this title.

If you don't join the Knights, you have to win points by participating in competitions so as not to be deprived of the title of Knight.

After registering into the Knights Templar, you can still keep your knight title even if you do not participate in competitions, but the prerequisite is that they are willing to keep you.

Spending money certainly won't work. After all, the Knights have to secure their position through various competitions. Otherwise, when the Knights' ranking drops, reducing the number of personnel will mean they will be relegated to the back few places.

Of course, the most important thing is to ensure the financial support of the companies behind it.

Unless you give enough and impress the companies behind them, it will be easy for them to use their connections to get you in.

Otherwise, you should try to keep your title of knight through your own efforts, or shine in the competition to win the favor of the Knights and major companies.

Okay, go to sleep!

Beichen put down the terminal in his hand, found an empty alley, then entered the space and prepared to rest.

Tomorrow, I will be a knight for fun. By the way, what kind of knight should I be called? I don’t want to wander around outside with a strange knight title.