Play Azur Lane even if the world is apocalyptic

"Huh~ It's time to go back and read the news after traveling so long."

"Eh eh? You still don't give up? Although I don't think that should be the case, but ah, the commander is already dead, right?"

"Impossible! Sister... even you! Even you! Don't say such things! Obviously I... I was dating the commander before, and I was still together before..."

"Well, well, I won't say such things, but it's time for you to stop that unrealistic delusion? Didn't we stay together some time ago?"

"No, no... I didn't lie to you, I felt it, ah~ this is the feeling, Commander, he... is back, and he said he will always... be with me forever."

"Oh, you are sick."

"No! I'm not sick! It's everyone, everyone has been deceived by this world!!"

"Sister, you..."

...

Wow~

Bad weather.

It has been windy since the morning, is it going to rain?The god of competition raised his head and glanced at the hazy sky, and couldn't help sighing.

Then she shook her head quickly, thinking that the road of the duelist is not smooth, this hard work is nothing, and then she has to work harder.

"En, God of Competitiveness, it's your turn, speed up!" She patted her cheek and lifted her spirits, and her speed increased a lot.

A familiar sea slowly appeared in the field of vision.

"Although I say that, oh, what's up, I'm not a painter, how can I do this kind of thing every day." I was cheering up, and couldn't help complaining. The god of competition held a pile with the Maritime Safety Administration in his left hand. The announcement paper, with a small bottle in his right hand holding a white paste.

Some time ago, I didn’t know who got caught up in the wind and tore up all the announcements that were posted near the Shunping Town Shoufu, so that the upper person even called them personally to say that they had a meal. Then, the god of competition who was in charge of patrolling this sea area suffered Up.

What? This is not an area forbidden to tourists. The announcement is posted on the telephone pole, and it can be peeled off by individuals?

They tear it off, and I can't stare at it all the time. Really, if you let me know which bastard tore the announcement, I have to knock his head flat with a duel device.

Thinking angrily, the God of Competitiveness approached the deserted pier, put away his feet and stepped ashore, and walked towards the position of the guard mansion.

Previously, the Maritime Safety Administration held a small meeting, but the result was that she was asked to repost the announcement first, and then check it out at regular intervals to prevent the last incident from happening.

Look, is this what the Maritime Safety Administration should do?

The god of competition kicked the stone on the side of the road with some discomfort.

It's upset, it's up to you!

She can leave the guard house directly, but she herself is not very proficient, and the ship outfit is not good, so she may not get much reward for doing commissions. Besides, she doesn’t like the days floating around, if she’s too busy. , Don’t you have no time to duel?

"Hey~ I really envy Long Xiang, she has found her own commander, and she should be living happily now." Some time ago I received a thank-you letter from Long Xiang, and talked about some recent developments, which happened every day in the Zhenshou Mansion. For trivial matters, there are many ship ladies in the guard mansion, and each of them is a good partner. They play and wave together all day long, uphold justice together, and pass through the world of others.

It's really envy to think about it. A strong guard house doesn't need to look at others' faces to do things. There is also the guard house's material training, patrols, attacks and even a steady stream of exercises. If you have nothing to do, you will be a happy one. Duel, just think about it, this kind of life is too good.

Where is it like now, carrying paste everywhere as a painter every day.

In fact, Long Xiang also asked her about her situation and invited the god of competition to visit and play in the guard mansion, but the Maritime Safety Administration is also very tight. Even if it is a holiday, the time for one round trip is almost the same, a bit rushed, of course this is not the main thing. The problem, just listening to Long Xiang said that, I always feel that such a weak navy girl runs to such a powerful place, a little out of place.

Ah, it's really difficult. I really want to learn from the advanced aircraft carriers. I also seem to play duel games with my companions happily every day. I also want to think about it, I really want to think about it, this and that, anyway I don't want to be a painter here!!

"It's really unforgivable!!"

She opened her mouth and just wanted to say an angry word, but that sound came from her ear.

Someone?

The God of Competitiveness froze for a moment, and quickly walked outside the guard mansion, and saw two figures standing in the rubble from a distance.

Ship mother?

Somewhat unsure, his back to her, her figure looks good.

But it’s not surprising that she is the ship’s mother. She has seen a lot. At first, she thought that the other party was the ship’s mother of the guard mansion, but after asking a few times, she realized that she had only heard that there was an abandoned guard mansion here.

Maybe people can live there.

Some people think so. Although some of the guard houses are deserted, the buildings are all good. For the Liberty Ship Mother, they can live in with a little care.

It's not that there is no such situation. On the contrary, there are quite a few things. The God of Competitiveness works in the Maritime Safety Administration and has heard a lot of such things. At this time, she thought that the other party was such a character, and she ignored it, holding the paper and walked over Near a telephone pole.

"I paint! I paint!" The god of competition reluctantly worked as a painter.

Snapped!

An announcement is done.

"Damn it!" a voice came from a distance, "Who the hell is shit here!!!"

A little frustrated, the god of competition tilted his head, did he step on it accidentally?

Anyway, there are always some unqualified guys doing this kind of thing, and the god of competition is not surprised, but it is a little pitiful for the two guys who stepped on the shit.

"I'm going to kill him!!!" There was another roar.

To be so angry, it would have to be so big.

The God of Competitiveness looked at it sympathetically, only to meet the opponent's gaze.

"You!" Both were chest-chested, and one of them had a clear anger on his face. She shouted to the god of competition: "Did you shit here!?"

The god of competition shook his head hurriedly: "I am not, I am the ship's mother, and there is no need to pull..."

"Who knows if you pretended." The man obviously didn't believe it.

"Sister, no one has done such a boring thing and stays here waiting to be discovered." Another person said helplessly, "And it's been many days."

It turns out that it's not new, and I have to step on it carefully.

This kind of thing is not the same as fresh and stale. The fresh smell is enough to be smelled from far away, and the color is also obvious. If it is left for a long time, the color will change, especially in this In the rubble, it is normal to not step on it for a while.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh to think of this kind of thing.

The god of competition waved his hand quickly, today's luck card is not a fresh yellow.

She smoothed the announcement with her hand, patted it for a few times, and felt that it was almost done. She found the next telegraph pole and prepared to post two more around this abandoned town guard mansion.

"What are you doing here?" Someone in the distance stopped her.

At this time, the God of Competitiveness finally saw the opponent's appearance clearly, and he looked a little domineering while wearing a blindfold, wouldn't he be a pirate?It is impossible, how could the pirates come to shore?Wait, why not?