Ark, I became an NPC in the online game

Sade took a sip of his drink and continued watching TV, as if the angel had never been here.

......

After going back and forth in the black market several times, Xia Yuan's Longmen coins returned to the number of one million, but this was still far from enough for him, and he would experience a huge loss later.

But the good thing is that the arrival of players will fill this gap and provide him with a steady supply of Lungmen coins and experience. This is the reason why Xia Yuan is confident.

Recalling several characters in the original plot, Xia Yuan rested in the hotel until night and chose to go out in the evening.

In the city center, on Golden Feather Avenue, he looked at the pub sign.

"The Terrible Martin"

In the darkness, he pushed the door open.

Below the clinking of wine glasses were the knights who had gotten drunk in the tavern. Some of them wore old armor, while others looked like competitive knights participating in a competition, with shiny armor that made it easy to tell the difference at a glance.

"Oh, what a strange face! Welcome to Horrible Martin, you are from Sakota, a foreign land." Bald Martin, the owner of Horrible Martin bar, was wiping the wine glasses. When he saw the new guests, he greeted them warmly.

Xia Yuan came to the bar and took off his hood. The young face inside the hood startled Bald Martin a little, "Are you an adult?"

Rutland becomes an adult at the age of 20. In the words of Bald Martin, this fool should go home crying to his mother. However, the people of Rutland do not have a rule that requires adults to drink alcohol. Many students even drink some low-alcohol sweet wine drinks after school as a pastime.

"Bourbon."

"...OK."

Seeing Xia Yuan's appearance as an old man in a bar, Bald Martin temporarily believed that he had reached the drinking age. The host on the TV next to him was reporting today's evening news: "At 7:10 tonight, unknown people were found gathering in the sewers in the Heywood District. They stored a certain amount of dangerous goods there... Friends in the Heywood District, please stay at home and rest assured. The Knights Association has been dispatched to quell the danger."

The drinkers sitting at the bar on both sides sneered at the news. One of them shook his head and said, "Another boring excuse to target the infected."

Another white bear groaned: "The bill against the infected has been put on the agenda again and again. What are the Supervisors doing? Are they all good-for-nothings?"

"Cough cough."

Bald Martin coughed twice to signal the two old customers that the wall could hear them.

The two looked over and saw a Sakta sitting next to them. He was shaking the ice in his wine glass while watching TV with great interest.

"The infected are like hard-to-remove boils for the people of this land. They are anxious to cut off the boils, but seem to have forgotten that they once had intact and smooth skin." Xia Yuan turned on his riddle mode. Well, he was still a little uncomfortable. It was because he didn't talk enough with Kal'tsit. He needed to practice more. "They are afraid. They are scared. In this case, will the boils spread and become infected?"

He looked at Bald Martin, the old knight, and the old craftsman, and smiled gently but ironically, "Of course not, because they built a high wall around the boil, they used protective medicine on their bodies in the name of dispelling, they tore off a part of their bodies to separate the boil far away, so that the disease could not infect."

"This is correct in terms of medical principles. Even from a professional doctor's perspective, only by completely removing the boil can the infection be stopped."

He didn't look at the three people's slightly changed expressions and continued, "I don't know if you have studied medicine. In fact, potential diseases have always been lurking in our bodies. When one day our bodies are overly tired, when we are caught in the rain and are cold and hungry, our bodies cannot prevent the onset of the disease, and the boils reappear on the surface of the body. In medicine, we call this phenomenon pathological phenomenon."

The old knight interrupted, "Then how can we stop digging the poisonous sores?"

Xia Yuan smiled and said, "I want to know too."

The three of them looked at each other. The old knight who had just spoken shook his head and said, "I originally had some prejudice against the Sakota, thinking that they were people who lived in an ivory tower and were not touched by the dust... Of course, I'm not talking about you. Ahem, I apologize for my words. Cheers."

"Cheers." The old craftsman scratched his head. "Now I know what you were talking about. We are all rough people. Can we just speak directly? What a riddle!"

Bald Martin smiled and shook his head. He did not join the three people's toast.

Xia Yuan took a sip of bourbon and sneered in his heart, wondering when to tie this white bear from Ursus in front of Kal'tsit and make him listen to Kal'tsit's lessons for a whole day!

Thanks to the fact that he had been talking to Kal'tsit in his previous life, this perfect opening line of the Riddler brought the three closer together, making them think that Xia Yuan had a great background. The old knight and the old craftsman couldn't stand the infected, but there was nothing they could do. In the words of Bald Martin, compared to the Commercial Federation, they, the knights, were nothing and had to obey their orders at any time.

Rough words are not rough.

"Brother Xia Yuan, why did you come to Casimir? For work or for the knightly competition?" The old craftsman patted Xia Yuan on the shoulder and said with a smile. After three rounds of drinks, the few of them had already known each other's names. The old knight's real name was Fogwald, and the old craftsman's real name was Koval. They were comrades-in-arms. As their names were too complicated, the two still asked Xia Yuan to call them by such mercenary code names as Old Knight and Old Craftsman.

Xia Yuan refilled his glass of wine, "I'm a messenger. I came to the Casimir region to deliver a letter. However, I'm very interested in the 21st Casimir Knight Competition next year."

"Oh, do you want to give it a try?" the old craftsman asked cheerfully.

The old knight looked up and down at Xia Yuan's equipment and swallowed the wine in his mouth: "Good boy, your equipment is amazing. Although it can't compare to the armor of the tournament knight, it looks quite intimidating."

The old craftsman asked curiously. He leaned close to Xia Yuan's coat and buried his whole bear head in Xia Yuan's shoulder: "This... doesn't look like the work of a blacksmith or a craftsman. Hiss, it's a machine, my turtle."

"I'm a mechanic." Xia Yuan explained with a smile, "And these armors can enhance my defense and make me run faster. The profession of a courier requires only these two things."

The old knight nodded when he heard this. Those of the older generation who had experienced war understood the hardships of the messenger profession. It was the messenger who delivered key messages to the front battlefield.

After a few more rounds of wine, the old craftsman began to sigh. He looked at the old knight and the bald Martin and complained, "Alas, that little girl Maria from the Linguang family has been pestering me. I didn't expect that she would be interested in craftsmen. I wanted her to give up. How can a nine-year-old girl hammering away every day be so indecent."

Bald Martin shrugged. "Even if you want to teach me, you have to get past Zofia first."

[Do you want to accept the D-level mission: The troubles of the old craftsman Koval? Yes/No? ]

Xia Yuan was a little surprised when he saw the prompt bar that suddenly popped up. It was really not easy to trigger a task in which the character had a certain role in the plot.

Yes.

[Mission details: The old craftsman Koval mentioned that the youngest daughter of the Linguang family has an extraordinary passion for craftsmanship. You don’t know what the Linguang family is, but you are enthusiastic and willing to lend a helping hand to the old craftsman. Whether you persuade the old craftsman to accept Maria’s commission and become her teacher, or refuse Maria for her sake, the choice is yours.]

[Quest requirements: Maria Linguang begins learning craftsmanship (optional)

Maria Linguang gave up learning craftsmanship (optional)]

[Reward: 9000 experience points]

[Special Reward: Unknown]

This is a mission where you can freely choose the ending. In previous games, there were many missions that required players to make judgments... whether to kill the infected person on the spot, or let him go and let him have a satisfying self-understanding after seeing his wife and daughter. The player's choice can completely change the ending of the story.

The choices are Orderly Good and Chaotic Evil.

In Xia Yuan’s memory of the game in her previous life, this Maria Linguang seemed to have her own personal story a few years later. At that time, she was a craftsman. She loved this profession and it was her hobby.

"Cough cough."

Xia Yuan coughed softly, causing the three people to focus their attention on him again.

"I think we should respect the individual's opinion on this matter." Xia Yuan smiled faintly, "When I was still studying in Rutland, some classmates liked to make desserts, some liked to build guns, and some liked to play pranks with explosions... They were not seriously criticized, and the teachers did not stop their behavior."

He thought of a certain bomb maniac and quickly took a sip of bourbon, and at this time, he described you in a positive light.

"They pursue their own hobbies, and they can also enjoy campus life to their heart's content. Hobbies and studies do not conflict with each other." Xia Yuan smiled at the old craftsman. "From what you said, the little girl is only nine years old. Why don't you make an agreement with her that she can only learn craftsmanship for two hours a day, and her parents can arrange the rest of the time."

Bald Martin clicked his tongue. Wow, he believed that the strict Zofia would not refuse this reason.

"Okay, okay! Xia Yuan, this is a good idea. Let's have a drink!" The old craftsman slapped the table and laughed. The wine in the glass splashed on the old knight's face, and the latter quickly spat a few times.

"How about this? I'll invite Zofia and Maria here in two days, and then ask them about this possibility. Okay, Old Martin?" The old craftsman said cheerfully, his drunken eyes slanting at Xia Yuan, "As the proposer, come tomorrow if you have a chance. Whether you succeed or fail, I'll buy you a drink!"

"It's a word."

The two men high-fived and laughed, the old knight laughed and shook his head, and Bald Martin wiped the wine glass silently with a smile on his face.

In just one night, they came to the conclusion from Xia Yuan's words and actions that he was a nice person and worthy of being treated as an ordinary friend.

They drank until the early morning. Xia Yuan leaned against the wall, said goodbye to the old knight and the old craftsman, and left, feeling that such a life was too decadent.

Xia Yuan, oh Xia Yuan! How could you be so depraved! Have you forgotten the plan you made earlier? Confucius said, "I examine myself three times a day."... I can't go on like this!

The next day, drink.

Day three, drinking.

Xia Yuan felt that he had been living a life of reversed day and night these past few days. He woke up at noon, worked as a tinsmith until night, then went to the crazy Night City. He drank with the two old Bidens until the early morning. Bald Martin had become more and more gentle and friendly to him recently, probably because he had spent a lot of money.

But this was not the most corrupt life he had ever led.

There is a slave trade in Casimir, and once the relationship with the Chamber of Commerce reaches a certain amount, you can buy that thing through them... In his previous life, he spent a million Longmen coins to buy six slaves, all of whom were beautiful Kuranta girls. When he was not in Casimir, he would ask them to look after the house, and sometimes he would contact them to send goods or something.

But the players couldn’t take off their pants, and he got angry!

So when he was in Casimir, he always asked six beautiful girls to dress up and go shopping with him, go to the metal shop with him to choose materials, eat with him and play bowling with him, and watch knight competitions with him.

Ahem, Xia Yuan is not such a dirty person, he is primarily a gentleman.

He would also occasionally enjoy a beautiful girl's lap pillow or something... ahem, besides, this book is going to be banned.

As a 16+ game, "Ark" is absolutely healthy. If the player touches the NPC too much, an alarm will be generated. After multiple warnings, the player will be kicked offline and allowed to calm down for five minutes.

The knee pillow is the limit of body contact.

I glanced at the time. Well, it’s time to drink again.

While yawning and enjoying the charm of Night City, Xia Yuan came to Terror Martin, pushed open the door, and three women sitting at the bar caught his attention.

One adult woman, one girl who looks like a high school student, and one girl who looks like a junior high school student.

The first thing that catches your eye is the golden hair color.

Bald Martin smiled and wiped the wine glass, greeted him, and then said to the adult woman sitting there: "He is the Sakota I mentioned who has been consuming in the past two days, Xia Yuan Lanshem."

The adult woman stood up and walked in front of Xia Yuan. She was slightly shorter than Xia Yuan, but the aura she exuded was the sharpest Xia Yuan had ever felt.

"Zofia, nice to meet you, Xia Yuan Lanshem."

"Xia Yuan is fine. It's my honor to meet you, Ms. Zofia."

Xia Yuan performed a respectful chivalrous gesture, and after shaking hands, he bent down and kissed the back of Zofia's hand.

Only knights are worthy of chivalrous etiquette.

Chapter 21: Terra Spark

Zofia is actually not much older than Xia Yuan. She is probably around 18 or 19 years old.

What perked up Xia Yuan were the two girls, Kuranta, who were sitting beside him, one still and one moving. They both looked at Xia Yuan curiously, their eyes blinking. He recognized them. They were the main characters who would appear in the plot in the future. They would join Rhodes Island Pharmaceuticals in the future, and they would also have their own personal plots.

The older one is quieter, and her stern but gentle temperament reminds Xia Yuan of the girl of our king, named Margaret Linguang. She will participate in the 1091nd Casimir Knight Tournament in 19, three years and two months later. Considering that Casimir's age of adulthood is 16, it is easy to infer that she is currently years old.

The younger, more lively and innocent-looking girl is Margaret's sister, Maria Linguang. I remember that in the plot she participated in the 10th Casimir Knight Tournament nine years later. She should be years old now.

Looking at the two knights who showed their charm in the plot and are still cute minors, Xia Yuan smiled politely at them and looked at Zofia again.

The old knight and the old craftsman sat aside without daring to make a sound. They gave Xia Yuan a look that told him to wish him well, and secretly drank and watched the show without any sense of loyalty.

"I heard that it was you who instigated the old craftsman's behavior this time?" Zofia put her hands on her hips. Although there was no strong condemnation in her words, and although she needed to look up at Xia Yuan, she could always sense a sense of command from her.

Xia Yuan showed an Andorn smile and made a gesture of invitation, "Please take a seat, Ms. Zofia. I will buy you a drink today."

The old craftsman yelled, "Why didn't you invite us brothers?"

Xia Yuan raised his glass to salute the old craftsman: "The peach trees are blooming in full bloom. Sorry, I will drink with you guys later."

“Can you please stop with the riddles?” the old knight groaned. He considered himself educated, but he couldn’t understand.

Bald Martin laughed and said, "This is a poem from Yan Country. It means that the girl in front of us is as beautiful and bright as a blooming flower. Well, Zofia, this cup is for you from Xia Yuan."

"Thank you." Sofia's beautiful eyes swept across Xia Yuan's face and she gave a polite smile.

Xia Yuan and Zofia clinked their glasses. After taking two sips of wine, he said, "Miss Zofia, what are you worried about?"

The golden eyes looked at Zofia, "Are you afraid that Maria will get hurt while working? Or are you worried that Maria will be too obsessed with craftsmanship and neglect her studies? I believe that the old craftsman will achieve these two goals perfectly. The craftsman only has two hours of study time a day. As for whether she will get hurt or not..."

He glanced at the old craftsman, who was hammering his bear's chest and making a loud clacking sound. "Oh, if Maria gets hurt, I'll chop off my bear paw as an apology."

Maria, who was sitting next to him, laughed and said, "Are bear paws delicious?"

"Um...this..."

The old knight laughed.

Zofia did not show any clear disgust or strong rejection, but just asked softly: "Mr. Xia Yuan, have you heard of the Linguang family?"

Xia Yuan knew it, but still shook his head and motioned for Sofia to continue explaining.

"The Linguang family is a knight family with a long history." She spoke softly. Both the smiling old knight and the old craftsman who was eager to explain that bear paws were not food fell silent. "Mr. Xia Yuan, what do you think of the current knight competitions?"

"The product of the collapse that continuously provides Casimir with financial support, manipulates the Knights at his will, and secretly controls the game."

Xia Yuan hummed, "Knightly competitions have now deviated from the orthodox spirit of chivalry. I am aware of this, but now Casimir can no longer do without such commercial activities... If the knightly competitions are stopped for some reason, Casimir's economy will experience a sudden drop in prices, tourists will not flock to it, and the economic system will suffer an unprecedented blow."

The young man took a sip of wine and said, "Just rest assured, even if the knight competition is stopped, there will be a second knight activity with a different form and method."

The topic has been diverted.

Zofia smiled: "...You are right. I have also participated in knight competitions. Every knight who participates in knight competitions will be impacted by Zibeng. Endorsements, advertisements, fake matches, etc. are all possible. This is enough to make an originally honest knight completely corrupt and turn to Zibeng."

"The Linguang family has fallen. Do you want the Linguang family to regain the glory of knights in this era? Even if it is just a false and empty title given by the Business Federation?"

Sofia's beautiful eyes changed. The other party's sharp words reminded her of a person who was working as a corporate slave in the company and liked to read newspapers in his spare time.

"No, I just want to see them grow up."