Play Azur Lane Even at the End of the World

"Your Majesty, stop!"

"Indy sauce, let's go too, hee hee!"

"There's no such thing!" Gridley yelled, but it was useless, rumbling footsteps sounded, and a large group of ship maidens quickly followed the steps of the monarch and rushed to the second floor.

All of a sudden, only Su Chu, Sirius and Gridley with a dull face were left in the living room.

Beffa came out of the kitchen and said with a smile, "Sirius, why don't you go?"

"Hehe~ I don't need it. I've seen the master's fruit photos countless times." Sirius smiled, "Besides, the photos are not as good-looking as real people."

Befa was stunned. Is this combat maid already of such a high level?

"It's already said that there are no fruit photos." Gridley said with a curled lip, "I'm very professional, how could I take that kind of photo."

"Then you looked mysterious just now."

"It's a business tool."

"I think it's a false sale. I want to call the police and arrest you... No, let the gendarmerie arrest you."

"False sales, Shiranui sell fake boxes every day, Commander, you don't say a word." Gridley snorted, "The Commander is the big moneymaker."

Su Chu argued: "Shiranui and the others are contributing to the development of the tutelary mansion, and the sale is in line with the market regulations. How can it be considered fake? Whose gold box is not fake?"

"Then I am also in line with the market regulations. Whose newspaper does not use some gimmicks to attract people?"

"You're not from the newspaper office, what are you talking about?"

"It's the same, it's my professionalism."

Su Chu was speechless, thinking that you are just a paparazzi, heartless, big or small, so why can't you understand the good intentions of a commander who works day and night?

I'm here for the development plan of the town guard mansion, you just do it for yourself, isn't your level too low?

Sirius suddenly asked curiously: "Gridley, your backpack was robbed, why aren't you sad at all?"

Gridley suddenly grinned and said: "Hey~ Those things are robbed as soon as they are robbed. I'll take pictures if I don't have them." The little guy smiled and patted his camera.

Then I thought to myself, hehe~ How could the real baby let you see it easily, stupid alien.

Su Chu looked puzzled, he always felt that this little guy was not telling the truth.

...

The photo saga ended when Biffa announced dinner, and the end result was that everyone got some pictures of themselves.

Because there are too many people, how many private photos are there?It's not easy to divide, what kind of monarch do you want to monopolize?Impossible, unless you kill us.

It is impossible to take it all alone. Everyone will divide the photos equally in reverse. You can't see what kind of photo it is. It depends on luck.

Then something strange happened.

This idea popped up in everyone's mind: Alas~ bad luck.

Bad luck but no way, it's a fair game.

Then Saratoga said St. Louis you must have done something with the invincible lucky star?The latter expressed his innocence, where did he have any private photos?

Saratoga wanted to take a peek, but was guarded and helpless. In the end, everyone went downstairs with a photo they didn't know what it was.

"Elizabeth said before that there is no cooking in the royal recipes. In fact, she is lazy and knows nothing. I think Befa's craftsmanship is completely master-level." The dinner is extremely rich, with steak and seafood soup, steamed and boiled. Seeing this, Su Chu finally realized the horror of the head maid.

It was done by one person in a short time, and I couldn't think of any reason other than thinking that she could become magic.

"Sister Befa is great."

"The head maid is indeed too powerful." Sirius sighed, showing a look of inferiority.

"Hehe~" Befa smiled slightly, "I'm just good at some things that I should be good at."

"Excessive modesty is pride."

"Huh! Isn't it just cooking, and I can do it too."

"Little Gaga, what do you know? Fried carbon black?"

"Carbon black is a company's specialty."

The company was inexplicably lying on the gun. She opened her mouth to refute, but found that her momentum was insufficient, so she just kept her head down and continued to eat.

"Why no Coke?" Georgia asked.

Belfa shook his head lightly, "I don't have any Coke...can I only have red wine?"

"Well, it's okay."

"Georgia, you are so strange. You want to drink Coke without red wine."

Georgia curled her lips: "Of course, good things are my favorite, and it has nothing to do with its own value."

"what..."

"Come here, Indian sauce, eat more, eat more to grow your body, the dishes made by Befa."

"Sister... Enough is enough, I can't hold so much."

"Portland." Huti complained, "You gave all the food to Indy Sauce."