Play Azur Lane even if the world is apocalyptic

"Commander would like it better." She recorded the data and said to herself.

I knew it was the type that the commander liked at a glance. Yixian shook his head helplessly, thinking that what he said was wrong. There is no type that the commander dislikes, right?

As long as it is a cute little guy, everyone will never refuse to come. Therefore, Yixian basically doesn't need to consider Su Chu's opinion for the reception sound, anyway, in the end, it must be "reception".

Recently, the ship mothers joined in, but the ship mothers who originally belonged to the guard mansion have returned to most of them, but they still lack some.

When will the others come back?

...

"There are more and more guards in the palace." Not only Yixian lamented these, but other ship women also had the same idea.

In the courtyard of the royal residence, during the rest time as usual, the four sisters of Guanghui sat here to chat.

Oh, yes, and this war exhaustion that has been pestered by Elizabeth to make invincible dishes recently.

"A lot of people are good." Shengli said with a smile, "It's best to go back to the time when the guarding mansion was before. With so many sisters together, they can play happily every day, and the mood will become more beautiful."

The beautiful victory is the sister-in-law who is full of support, hum, it's not the sister-in-law who has been failing.

"Speaking of war exhaustion, you have come to our side for more and more time recently." Guanghui looked a little curiously at the war exhaustion who was sitting on the sidelines without saying a word, "What's the matter? I have been so free recently."

"It's not free." War-weary sighed, "You also know that I'm not good at cooking at all, but your majesty..."

"Haha~ Isn't this great? The royal unsinkable legendary battleship, brave and good at fighting, even the cooking is unparalleled in the world."

"Guanghui, you will gossip. It seems that I will let Your Majesty find you at any time and try your cooking skills."

"Sister Guanghui... very good at cooking." Next to him, the unicorn hugged Youjiang and whispered, "Sister Guanghui often gives me delicious snacks..."

"Oh~ Dim sum is not all about cooking." War-weary shook his head. The royal black tea and dim sum are indeed good, but when it comes to cooking, they are still far worse than Dong Huang and Chongying.

"It would be great if Befa was there."

Speaking of the maid, that is the perfect existence of omnipotence, a signboard of the royal side, one's own business, Befa logistics, and the royal victory.

War-weary Xiao Xiao sighed, and then saw the fear that had been absent-minded.

"Fearful, why don't you speak?"

"Huh? I...oh."

"Oh?"

Seeing everyone watching her, he waved his hands terribly: "Nothing is nothing, I'm just thinking about things."

Sheng Sheng laughed: "Miss Dreadful is thinking about spring."

"Sister Victory!" Fearful blushed, pouting and said: "Beautiful Miss Victory, don't say such things."

"Hee hee~ Then I was right?"

"No."

"Awesome, elegant lady has to calmly face anything, you panic."

"An elegant lady won't say what you say." Fearful snorted slightly, "Sister Guanghui, you see this Miss Victory is getting more and more weird."

"Ahhh~" Guanghui smiled and said, "But I have the same idea as victory."

"Hmm..." Dreadful stood up and left the pavilion, "I won't tell you anymore, I'm patrolling today."

"Ah, I ran away." The triumphant spirit is still in the air, and the topic has just begun.

"You guys." War-weary, a little dumbfounded, "It's really embarrassing for two sisters to bully their sister."

"This is the friendship between the sisters. Don't let Miss War-weary say it so ugly." Shengli said, turning his eyes to the unicorn, who seemed to perceive something and leaned against the light.

Shy unicorn, weak and pitiful, it feels too pitiful to be bullied. After thinking about victory, it is better not to bully, and wait for the fearful to come back and continue.

...

The wife of the ship discussed the situation in the guard mansion. The newcomer came, and someone asked how many old people did not come, and then said that there are old people who are not old, and where are the old people in the ship, are they called old people?That is called seniority.

Among the veteran ship mothers, many camps have basically come back, especially Donghuang and the North United, have all come back.

"Gascogne, how long do you think everyone will come back."

Some hollow cylindrical concrete pillars were piled on the pier outside the guard house, and vicious hands with striking white hairs propped their chins, and asked boredly.

Gascogne, Jiajia tilted his head and said: "According to the distance between Donghuang and the Holy See of Iris, and the speed of everyone’s sailing, it is theoretically possible to arrive yesterday, but considering the possible events on the way, including It is not limited to encountering sirens, being involved in disputes, traveling and hanging out, etc. It needs to be postponed for 1-3 days."

"Alright, alright, I just ask casually, don't always answer in such a serious manner."

"Gascogne doesn't understand, Gascogne only answers based on the information collected."

The vicious puffed bun's face, so he said, so, Xiaojiajia pranks, Dajiajia is serious, and it is also Jiajia. Why is the gap so big?

"Sister Richelieu shouldn't be delayed for too long," Lemar said. "She must have been here as soon as she heard the news."

"No, Richelieu may hesitate."

"Why?" Lemar asked curiously. "Although Sister Richelieu doesn't say anything, everyone can tell that she still misses the commander very much."

"Answer, the master did not go personally."

"But let Sister Barr go, and bring the letter."

"So I will hesitate, but I will come back."

"When will it?"

"According to the distance between Dong Huang and the Holy See of Iris, and everyone..."

"Ahhhhhhh, I know, I know!" Lemar hurriedly stopped Gascogne's repetition, and said helplessly, "Gascogne, when should I let the commander fix you?"

Gascogne tilted his head, still unable to see any expression on his face, but there was a trace of doubt in his words: "Gascogne has no damaged parts, and he does not need the master's help to repair it."

"It's not a repair, it's a repair... well, change your wooden head."

"Ok?"

"Haha~ Mu-headed Gascone." He also gave a vicious smile.

"Question, wooden head, Gascogne is incomprehensible."

"Don't get rid of it."