Chapter 100

Wang Yu took a few photos with his phone, picked a few that he thought were good, and sent them together with the photos he had taken before.

After the photos were sent successfully, he didn't wait for the other party to reply. He put away his phone, stepped onto the slightly damp black soil path, and continued along the path in the forest.

Although it was a path, no one had walked on it for too long. Time had left a deep enough mark on this island. As soon as he stepped on the soft ground, his boots left deep footprints on the ground. The leaves rustled, but the footsteps were completely absorbed by the carpet of dead leaves.

A few hares passed by, looked at him vigilantly, and then ran away quickly. They were agile and soon disappeared in the weeds on the distant lakeshore.

There is a large forest on the island. He recalled the first time he came to the port area. At that time, the port area was hidden behind the forest and could not be seen from the supply ship. The forest he was in now was not the forest he saw at that time. Rather than calling it a forest, it would be more appropriate to call it a back garden in the port area.

A large lake appeared in front of Wang Yu. The lake water was clear and sparkling in the sun.

On the other side of the lake, several tower buildings full of Gothic style stood tall.

This lake looked like a naturally formed lake, but Wang Yu was not sure whether it was artificially expanded during the subsequent construction of the port area.

A classical covered bridge spanned the lake. Wang Yu took pictures while walking and sent a few photos from time to time. He stood on the bridge and leaned forward slightly. Under the clear lake water, several huge fish more than one meter long swam slowly. Wang Yu swallowed his saliva.

York was the only one in the whole port area who was more playful. He would occasionally fish for some seafood in the sea to give to the commander. He had eaten a lot of seafood these days, but the question was, should these fish be considered freshwater fish?

The memory of his previous life was touched, and his taste buds reacted unconsciously.

As a commander who grew up in an inland city, he had no taboos. Although the taste of sea fish was good, he couldn't help but miss the taste of his hometown.

However, he had not forgotten his business. He would have a chance to be a fisherman in the future, and he would not come up empty-handed.

He walked down the corridor bridge and saw flying birds hovering on the spire in the distance.

Almost there.

After walking for more than an hour, he was finally almost there.

Walking through the front square decorated with white stone statues, Wang Yu stood in front of a door that looked very heavy. The wide wooden door was very old, with delicate patterns carved on it. Those patterns were roses, angels or other myths and legends. After looking at it for a while, he pushed it open with force.

The joints of the wooden door creaked, and dust flew in the church, which made Wang Yu wonder if he had chosen the wrong place.

The thick carpet extended forward to the depths of the church, and the sunlight shone into the room through the stained glass, colorful.

Wang Yu stepped in.

......

"The commander asked you to give these to me?"

Guanghui asked in surprise, why didn't the commander come to him directly when he had something to do, but actually asked Gascogne to come here specially.

Seeing the blue-haired girl nod gently, Guanghui was a little confused, but still took the stack of documents from the girl.

She looked through the documents and didn't find anything special. If there was anything special, it was that these documents needed to be replied to the headquarters branch.

In this case, these documents should be handed over to Tiancheng instead of to herself. The commander should know that it should be Tiancheng who is in charge of the command center today.

York curiously poked his head over.

"Sister Guanghui, is there anything special about these documents?"

Guanghui collected her thoughts and pushed York's head back with a smile.

"If you want to know, why don't you ask the commander yourself? The commander loves you so much, he will definitely tell you everything."

"No." York curled his lips. Does the commander love him? In the past, York believed it, but now it is hard to say. The commander has changed his mind and is no longer the commander who loves him before.

Guanghui no longer pays attention to the little York who is still saying one thing and thinking another.

"These documents are all normal, I just need to send these things to the command center." Guanghui explained.

"Then why doesn't the commander send them himself?" York smacked his lips beside him: "I think the commander just wants to be lazy, commander, so lazy."

"Don't say that, commander." Guanghui stretched out his hand and flicked York's forehead, and then ignored the little York who was holding his head and shouting in pain. She didn't meanCommander, you will not be fooled by York's exaggerated acting.

Looking at Gascoigne and York who were unaware of everything, Guanghui couldn't help feeling a little tired. Didn't any of you understand the commander's sinister intentions?

I just didn't expect the commander to become cunning now. She recalled the way she looked when she just met the commander. At that time, the commander was shy and restrained, with curiosity and longing for everything in his eyes, and he didn't even dare to look at her directly.

Every time he was caught secretly looking at her, he would blush a little. Every time he saw him racking his brains to find a topic to talk to her, he felt that the commander was so cute.

But now, the commander has indeed grown up as he wished, from a shy big boy to a big man. But at the same time, the commander's character has grown together with the responsibilities he carries-

This character has suddenly become so bad that it's outrageous!

Guanghui couldn't figure out which one was more hateful, the commander who had always ignored everyone in the port area, or the commander who cared about everyone but was a little stupid.

But when I think about it, in the port area at that time, even if the commander ignored some people, he still gave the ring suddenly when it was time to give it, which was so unpredictable.

Now that I think about it, the commander was so fickle at that time. Sure enough, the commander has always been so despicable. Now most of his true nature is exposed. I shouldn't have so many expectations of the commander.

Guanghui was a little angry. He wanted me to go to Dingtian City but didn't tell me directly, and sent Gascogne here specially.

No!

Guanghui suddenly realized that this might be one of the commander's purposes - this is to get Gascogne out of the way so that he can do bad things!

Guanghui was a little angry. The commander killed three birds with one stone and arranged the three little birds clearly at once.

She originally thought that the punishment she had given the commander yesterday was enough, but now she thinks that she is too young. The commander only remembers to eat and not to be beaten!

But she still has to obey the commander's orders. She rarely has a day off, and she thought about having a tea party to relax, but she has to help the commander pick up girls!

And she has to help you take care of the children and take care of your wife!

Guanghui felt angry when she thought about it.

She looked at the silly little York and Gascogne beside her, and Guanghui felt tired.

There were either naughty kids or big fools around, and there was no reliable helper. She was really alone.

"Did the commander say anything else?" Guanghui asked Gascogne again.

After Gascogne recalled what the commander said in his mind, he shook his head with certainty.

"No, the commander just told me not to get close to the command center."

Guanghui understood now. This means that I should help you arrange Gascogne, right? I am a secretary ship, not a nanny or a matchmaker. Why do I feel that I have to take care of everything... . . . . . ．

Guanghui felt that she was really worried about this port area. The more she thought about it, the more tired she felt.

"Then Gascogne, you stay and help me host the tea party. I'll go to the command center first." Gascogne glanced at Little York who was eating heartlessly and nodded slightly.