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Chapter 508 Property - 1000

"No equipment gap? How is that possible? Boy, don't take the shooting contest too lightly. This contest is more popular than the speed contest. Rather than saying there is no equipment gap, it's better to say it's the contest with the biggest equipment gap."

Martin's answer made Beichen even more confused.

"But aren't the bows and crossbows used in the competition provided by the event organizers? And you can choose them yourself. Is there something else?"

Beichen continued to ask.

"Of course."

Martin continued to explain patiently.

"Like sights, eyepieces, and other miscellaneous things, you have to prepare them yourself."

"Is this considered a gap? I don't think there's much difference. I'll take first place tomorrow."

Martin wanted to say something, but when he turned around and saw Beichen's confident expression, he swallowed his words.

How come this kid is just like me when I was young? He doesn’t know how cruel the competition is in the arena unless he suffers a little.

Let him take a bit of a hit in this shooting contest first, so that he won't be so careless and underestimate the enemy in the subsequent battles where he might get injured.

With this thought in mind, Martin did not continue to explain to Beichen the importance of these other equipment.

It wasn't intentional, I just wanted Beichen to be more restrained, only in this way could he go further.

Only Maria was still speaking happily.

“Wow, Beichen, can you really take first place? When is your competition tomorrow? I will definitely watch it on time!”

Beichen took out the terminal, took a look at it, and then spoke.

"It's in the afternoon. It looks like a good match time. I think the ratings will be high. After all, it's the first round. If we don't get enough points, we won't be able to advance to the next round, and we won't get more qualifying points."

Originally, I just wanted to get some qualifying points, but I didn't expect there would be group matches and knockout matches. How boring, and there are no medals for those with the most points.

"Hahaha, tomorrow afternoon, I will definitely use this TV to play it on time."

Martin also gave a thumbs up, although he didn't think Beichen could get the highest score... No, no, no, as long as not making it into the last three is a victory, okay.

If it was related to combat or a speed race, Martin would definitely bet on Beichen without hesitation, but the shooting competition... Boy, please forgive me for not believing you this time. After all, this is not a competition that can be won by shooting skills alone.

"Then we'll see you tomorrow afternoon. I'll go back and have a good rest."

Beichen stuffed the last French fry into his mouth, then said goodbye to the two of them and planned to go back to sleep in.

"Make sure to do your best tomorrow!"

"Don't worry, you will win."

Maria waved goodbye to Beichen, and when she turned around, she saw Martin fiddling with his terminal.

"Eh? Uncle Martin, what are you doing?"

Maria asked curiously.

"Hehehe, of course it's to participate in the shooting competition tomorrow. Let me see... that guy is really here. He really has never participated in the shooting competition before. There are so many familiar faces. Okay, I'll bet on him!"

Martin placed the bet directly.

Wealth - 1000

"Ah, Uncle Martin, why are you doing this again? I remember you seemed to have been losing money before. But, did you bet on Beichen to win this time?"

Maria said in a complaining tone.

"Ahem, those were all accidents. I have studied knight competitions very deeply. I will definitely make a lot of money this time. Also, of course I won't vote for Beichen. Even if he is strong, he is just a novice, and he has no equipment. The probability of him getting first place is really slim."

Martin showed the terminal in his hand to Maria. Beichen was just a novice knight who had only participated in two racing competitions.

"Humph, I think Beichen will definitely win. Uncle Martin, I want to bet 100 yuan that Beichen will win. Of course, I'll use my own pocket money."

Maria said with a pout.

"Girl, don't get involved in this. If Zofia hears this, she will definitely beat you up..."

Looking at Maria's sudden pitiful expression, Martin could only sigh helplessly and spoke.

"Don't do it again. Okay, I'll pay for this time. Don't waste money in places like this in the future. Got it?"

"Mmmmmmm!"

Maria kept nodding her head, and it was unclear whether she heard it or not.

At this time, Beichen, who had already walked out of the bar, did not rush into the space to rest directly, but began to check the sponsors of the shooting competition so that he could know which bows and crossbows could be used.

Although Beichen couldn't understand it and didn't know which one was better, was it important? It wasn't important.

He simply wanted to see which company's weapons were cooler to use, in other words, he only looked at the appearance.

"Hmm... I think this company called Slo does a pretty good job. It even looks a bit technological. I don't know how it works, but I'll choose it tomorrow."

Yes, without any consideration, Beichen made the decision immediately after he saw it for the first time, and did not continue to scroll down.

At this time, the company called Slo was still working overtime in a meeting. The theme of the meeting was to select one or more suitable knights as spokespersons to participate in the shooting competition.

As a medium-sized enterprise, they have a certain budget for publicity and promotion, but it is not too much. Moreover, they have not reached long-term cooperation with other knightly orders.

Therefore, choosing a spokesperson is a complete gamble.

They were still discussing intensely in the meeting at this time, and had no idea that Potian’s wealth was about to fall on their heads.

After sleeping, getting up and having breakfast, Beichen went to watch a speed race held in the morning.

It's worthy of being a qualifying round. The intensity is much higher than the two games Beichen participated in before. One by one, what they are wearing is almost the same as mechanical knights.

If technology had not yet reached that level, would we have already started implanting artificial prostheses?

Thankfully, at least Casimir isn't a cyberpsycho.

The players were replaced in batches, and the audience's shouts were one after another. Of course, these sounds could not cover the voice of the host's commentary.

Of course, there are also perfect advertising placements. During the competition alone, it is introduced who the contestants are wearing.