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Belfast, with her hands clasped around her lower abdomen and a polite smile, said...
"I see. So the mining in Akashi has already started? It's best not to let anyone find out. It's not that we're afraid of trouble, but it's better to avoid trouble for now and keep a low profile."
Frederick the Great said.
"Don't worry, this mining mission will be foolproof. The Fletcher team and the Beaver team are all here, and the wolf pack is patrolling the seabed 24 hours a day. We won't be discovered."
Belfast said.
Yi Xian nodded: "That's good... I bought some groceries, I'll cook this meal, you guys tidy up the room..."
"Then I'll leave it to you." Belfast left with Frederick the Great.
This is the advantage of having many girls in the port area; it provides a sufficient workforce for mining while ensuring the normal operation of the port.
"Dinner's ready! Everyone take a break and eat first."
"coming!"
"Dinner's ready! Dinner's ready!"
Chapter 570 Who let the royals into the kitchen?!
Inside the Maritime Safety Administration in the central area, a conference room door was tightly closed, and inside were the most core ship girls in this area.
"Say something, everyone! Why isn't anyone saying anything?" a rather boisterous voice rang out.
"...So why do we have to be the ones to receive that commander?"
The other voice sounded arrogant.
"Because this is an order from our seniors. Honestly, not only have those seniors been shirking their responsibilities, but why are we, the dispatch team, being made to do things that should be their responsibility? The pay is so low, it's not fair at all."
A third voice rang out, its tone full of complaints.
That hearty voice rang out again: "Don't say that, Commander. Your ship girls seem to be very strong. I'm really curious. Honestly, after hearing about their exploits, I want to fight them."
"Don't do anything reckless, or the seniors will hang you up and beat you up." The complaining voice warned.
"Okay... So what do we do now? Stop reading and come up with a plan."
"Hmm, perhaps a new chapter in the epic tale of heroes is about to begin... No rush, let's wait a couple of days, at least let this commander get a little familiar with this place."
"By the way, isn't my contract about to expire? Can I get a raise?" said one of the guys who kept talking about salary.
"You really have absolutely no intention of staying?"
"Ha, if that old woman hadn't tricked me into signing this work contract for the next few years, I would have run away long ago. Is there anything about this place that appeals to me..."
"Okay, okay, I'll ask around for you later... To be honest, now that you mention it, I'd like a raise too..."
"Alright, enough of this nonsense. In two days, I'll have one of you come with me to pay a visit. That's all for now, meeting adjourned."
Scattered sounds rose and fell in the meeting room, then gradually faded, like the sound of high heels clicking on polished tiles and fading into the distance.
After a long silence, a sigh finally drifted over: "This world is truly unpleasant... Ahh~ I hope that hero can compose a magnificent epic..."
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"Something's not right, something's really not right."
Ren Shuo looked at the dish in front of him. The dish was emitting a strange purple wisp of smoke, and the sauce was also extremely bizarrely shaped, just like the screaming tree in the Green Green Grassland.
It's as if you can almost hear the screams of excitement from this dish just by looking at it.
"Did someone put another Royal Navy ship girl into the kitchen?" Ren Shuo turned to look at Belfast.
Belfast, suppressing a laugh, asked, "Would you like to try some, Master?"
"Belfast, are you planning to usurp the throne?!" Ren Shuo looked at Belfast with a horrified expression.
Belfast said, "This was made by Miss Vanguard, who said she wanted to reward you, Master."
"Avant-garde... you actually put the Royal Navy's ship girls in there." Ren Shuo's lips twitched.
Belfast kindly reminded her, "Master, Belfast is also a Royal Navy ship girl."
“Your cooking doesn’t count as royal cooking…” Ren Shuo’s face darkened.
Why does this head maid keep undermining herself lately?
"Never mind... Belfast, secretly get rid of this dish, understand?" Ren Shuo glanced cautiously at the kitchen, where avant-garde music seemed to be coming from.
Belfast replied, "Yes, sir."
"Alright, this matter is settled. What's the next thing?" Ren Shuo asked. "Any plans?"
"The plan for the next two days is to tour around the town and then wait for the visit two days later."
"Why are you all so sure it will be two days from now...?"
Ren Shuo stood up and walked towards the living room.
"This is the conclusion reached by Miss Amagi, Miss Empress, and a group of secretaries after their meeting," Belfast said, following behind Ren Shuo.
"So, the latest work schedule has been finalized?"
Belfast said, "Besides the necessary personnel remaining in the port, the rest of the sisters take turns on duty and come to this world to work."
"According to the schedule, we will probably stay in this world for one or two months."
Belfast explained, "Of course, the master can go back anytime he wants. Akashi is already working with the builders to create a more stable portal, which will be located where we are temporarily staying."
"Thank you for your hard work," Ren Shuo said sincerely.
“It’s no trouble at all, Master.” Belfast shook his head, then asked with a hint of anticipation, “Then, Master, would Belfast have the honor of inviting you out for a stroll this afternoon?”
"Of course I'll agree to my wife's date invitation," Ren Shuo said. "But... could you clear the mess on the table first?... Otherwise, I'm afraid Qianwei will come out and make me eat it all..."
It's not that I'm letting down the avant-garde's good intentions, but rather because eating this stuff might cause illness.
Last time, to save Hood's face, I ate the weird stuff Hood made, and then...
That very night, he was sent to stay with the female Kitchen Goddess.
I felt like I was somewhere between dying and waking up. After waking up, I was still a little scared. My body was immune to nuclear bombs and poisons, yet I almost died from this small plate of food.
After that, Ren Shuo decisively chose to stop eating Royal Navy dishes except for those prepared by a few chefs, and the port area also strictly prohibited Royal Navy ship girls from entering the kitchen.
"So why did you put the avant-garde in again today?" Ren Shuo said, feeling a little upset.
"Because... I wasn't paying attention, and before I knew it, it was already in there..." Belfast stuck out her little tongue, trying to get away with it in a cute way.
"Alright, this won't happen again..." Ren Shuo said. "I'll go back and change my clothes. Come find me when you're done..."
After saying that, Ren Shuo went upstairs.
Belfast looked at the bizarre dishes in front of her and couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. These royal young ladies are all talented people; how could they have created such a biological weapon...?
Seeing that the avant-garde hadn't come out yet, Belfast decisively dumped the indescribable, strange object into the trash can and then planned to change the trash bag.
What happened next left Belfast speechless.
Because the garbage bag that was originally inside the trash can has started to corrode... This is the thicker version.
Belfast quickly took out a box specifically designed to handle strong acids, alkalis, and radiation, and emptied the contents of the trash can into it.
After replacing the trash bags, I breathed a sigh of relief and began to slowly clear the table.
At this moment, Vanguard stepped forward and, seeing the empty plate in Belfast's hand, his eyes lit up: "Belfast, Commander, you've finished eating? How was it? Was it good?"
Belfast said tactfully, "Well, Miss Vanguard's cooking is rather...unique, so the Commander ate some but didn't eat any more. He just said there's a lot of room for improvement and the future looks promising."
Isn't that unique? It can be used to make biological weapons. And you, the promising True Lord, are just not very good right now.
"Really?" Vanguard, being a bit simple-minded, thought Belfast was praising him, so he said happily, "Then I'll practice my cooking skills properly and make dishes that will make the Commander applaud!"
Belfast wanted to say, if you keep going like this, the port area might be in for a disaster one day.
But that won't work; let's express it in a slightly more tactful way.
Belfast made up her mind, and then advised, "Miss Vanguard, everyone has their strengths and weaknesses... For example, I am just a maid, not good at fighting, but very good at housework..."
Qianwei nodded: "I understand, I understand, that's why we need to train. Right? We can't give up on ourselves, Belfast."
Then she suddenly became very excited: "So, how can I, as a knight, back down? I must overcome my weaknesses!"
Belfast felt it was best to be upfront about it.
Otherwise, if that unlucky child were to take advantage of the owner's inattention or absence and give the food to the owner to eat... the consequences would be unimaginable.
So Belfast decisively said, "To be honest, Miss Avant-garde, please forgive my rudeness, but your dishes can only be described as... indescribable. The food that Master didn't finish was what Belfast was going to dispose of, but it ended up corroding a big hole in the garbage bag... so I will never let Master eat this kind of thing again..."
I'm sorry, but for the safety of the master, I have to be harsh.
The avant-garde was stunned: "Huh?"
"My master went to see the goddess of the hearth right after eating, and he's feeling very unwell... So, Miss Vanguard, I appreciate your kindness, but I really can't take it."
Qianwei was extremely frustrated. Although she knew her cooking skills weren't very good, she really hadn't expected them to be this bad...
"So, I completely understand your feelings, but I need to consider the safety of my master's life even more. Therefore, I must reiterate the port's rules to you..."
Belfast's expression turned serious: "With the exception of a few specific ship girls, Royal Navy ship girls are not allowed to enter the kitchen, understand?"
"I understand..." Qianwei could only nod pitifully.
"How about practice? Can I practice? The kind where the commander isn't given any food?" Vanguard began his final plea.
Belfast said meaningfully, "As for food tasting... as long as you give the Purifiers enough benefits, like snacks or something... also, Yuudachi and George V are easier to fool in this regard."
"I understand! Thank you for your guidance!" Qianwei perked up again.
Therefore, only the world of three injured individuals was completed.
After dealing with the espionage threat, Belfast went to Ren Shuo's room.
Ren Shuo had already changed into casual clothes and was ready to go out with Belfast.
“Master, are you ready?” Belfast asked. “Miss Agil will be going out with us later.”
“Egil?” Ren Shuo was taken aback. He thought it was just him and Belfast.
“After all, Miss Egil’s shield is very thick…” Belfast explained.
Ren Shuo nodded: "I have no problem with that. I'll just treat it as a date with my two wives."
Ren Shuo was happy to enjoy the protection of his girls, and besides, it was better to be a little cautious in this unfamiliar place.
“Master, I’ve already spoken to Miss Vanguard. There shouldn’t be any more weapons that look like food being made in the future,” Belfast said.
Ren Shuo breathed a sigh of relief: "You've been a great help."
For the next period of time, Ren Shuo went to find Egil first, and then Belfast went back to her room to change clothes.
Inside the port area, when no one else is around, Belfast wears the low-cut maid dress from her original character design, which is incredibly alluring. Combined with the choker around her neck, it's practically tempting to commit a crime.
However, when going out or when visitors come to visit, Belfast will change into a high-necked maid's dress, a traditional garment like the scooped orange Curaçao.
Basically, only her hands and face were exposed, and even the long skirt was paired with knee-high boots.
Ren Shuo was familiar with Belfast's customs, so he went to Egil's place first.
Egil's wardrobe was filled with clothes in dark colors. When Ren Shuo entered the room, Egil had already changed into a black long-sleeved shirt and slightly fitted jeans.
She was sitting on the sofa, wearing tall, high-heeled leather boots.
“The commander is here, wait for me…” Egil glanced at Ren Shuo and began to tie his shoelaces.
"Aren't you hot wearing those leather boots?" Ren Shuo looked outside. It was still very hot; the autumn heat was no joke.
I was just wearing a short-sleeved shirt and cropped pants.
“We ship girls can control ourselves from sweating anyway… The reason we wear more clothes is because some jealous guy doesn’t want others to see us, right?” Egil teased.
Ren Shuo knew that the "King of Jealousy" being referred to was himself, and couldn't help but cough.
"What are you planning to do this time you go out on the street?" Egil asked.
"Let's just look around and experience what the apocalypse feels like," Ren Shuo said.
Egil looked at Ren Shuo suspiciously: "The end of the world?"
"Ahem, isn't the atmosphere just right?"