With a warehouse full of supplies, I stood alone as king in this chaotic world, gun in hand.

"Okay." Bei Chenyan stood up.

As soon as I turned around, I saw a large pot in the aisle and a basket containing a dozen bowls and small soup spoons.

"Bring the pot inside," Nangong Wu said.

Upon hearing her words, the guards in the cabin looked over.

They were all startled to see Bei Chenyan about to take the pot.

"Master, let us serve it."

Several people rushed over, trying to grab the pot, but as soon as their hands touched the edge, they were burned and pulled their hands back.

"So stupid, you can't even lift a pot?" Bei Chenyan said disdainfully.

Nangong Wu followed them in. "There's meat porridge in that pot. It's freshly cooked and a bit hot. Hold onto the pot handles and lift it up carefully so you don't get burned."

"Yes." The two men grabbed the pot handles and lifted it up.

They had no idea the pot contained hot porridge and almost got burned.

Nangong Wu opened the pot lid, took a bowl and spoon from the basket, and began to scoop out the porridge.

"Ahem..." Bei Chenyan coughed lightly twice.

The nine people felt a chill run down their spines and hurriedly took the bowl and spoon from Nangong Wu's hands.

"Your Highness, we can handle these matters."

"Okay, then you can help yourselves." Nangong Wu ladled a bowl for herself and handed the spoon in her hand to them.

Bei Chenyan's guards ladled out hot porridge, utterly puzzled.

They've all been sitting here, with the Crown Prince and Princess Runing also sitting in front. Who cooked the hot porridge for them?

They had too many questions in their hearts, but they dared not ask them.

Nangong Wu carried the bowl back to the front cabin and saw that Wei Yang was still outside, intently examining the terrain. It seemed that it would be a while before he arrived.

At this moment, Eileen had already untied the guards' bundles in the space and sent them out of the space with her mind, telling them to come back and collect them after they finished drinking the porridge.

Another quarter of an hour passed before Wei Yang returned.

As soon as he entered the cabin, he said, "Princess, we should go through the big mountain to the west."

"Okay, they're having porridge. Why don't you have some too, to warm yourself up?" Nangong Wu said to him.

Wei Yang was taken aback when he saw that they were actually drinking steaming hot porridge. He put down the map and went into the rear cabin.

After the guards finished their porridge, Nangong Wu asked them to come and take away their bundles.

Wei Yang walked over first, tossing the bundles to the guards one by one, and finally untied his own bundle, taking out a fox fur cloak and putting it on.

It gets even colder further north.

"Yu Shulei, come over and help watch the road," Wei Yang called out to the people inside.

They all memorized the route together, each carrying a map; it was easier to see the way together.

"Yes." A guard walked over.

"You can sit behind Wei Yang!" Nangong Wu pointed to the back seat behind Wei Yang, where Bei Chenyan sat.

They rested for a while longer before starting to fly.

This time, Nangong Wu drove even slower to avoid getting lost.

Two people gave them directions, and they didn't go astray again. The further north they went, the colder it got, with a howling wind blowing and the whole plane shaking.

Nangong Wu glanced at the instrument panel; they had already flown over 1,060 kilometers, or more than 2,000 li.

According to Wei Yang's description of the route, they still had at least 400 kilometers to fly.

After flying for a while, snowflakes began to fall outside, the sky darkened, and the temperature plummeted to minus 28 degrees Celsius. Even with cotton gloves on, Nangong Wu felt her hands were about to freeze.

Suddenly, another gust of wind swept over, causing the aircraft to shake violently.

Seeing that it was getting late, Nangong Wu found a place to stop.

"Let's stop and rest, and continue tomorrow."

"Master, it feels even colder this time than last time," Yu Shulei said, rubbing his hands together.

"Did you come in on horseback?" Nangong Wu asked them.

It's already minus thirty degrees Celsius; an ordinary horse would probably freeze to death.

"Yes," Wei Yang nodded. "After we arrived here, we specifically bought the most cold-resistant horses here."

"So that's how it is." Nangong Wu understood.

She remembered a breed of horse in her past life called the Yakut horse, one of the most cold-resistant horse breeds in the world.

This breed of Marco can withstand extreme weather conditions with temperatures as low as -60°C or even -70°C, and can survive in the open air without any shelter.

Eileen, who was inside the space, had already cooked a large pot of food for them; it was Nangong Wu who had asked her to cook it this way.

It's too cold. Giving the guards a bowl of hot meat and vegetables will warm them up.

There are ready-made steamed buns in the room; you can just put them in a pot and heat them up.

By the time they finished eating, it was completely dark outside.

"You'll all be sleeping in this cabin tonight!" Nangong Wu said to the guards.

"We understand!" Wei Yang replied.

In this kind of environment, having a sheltered place to sleep is already quite good.

Nangong Wu opened a small compartment in the cabin and took out ten military sleeping bags from her storage space.

This sleeping bag is made with advanced materials, craftsmanship, and technology. It boasts strong low-temperature resistance and is a specialized sleeping bag designed for polar expeditions or military use, capable of withstanding extreme cold weather ranging from -30 to -40 degrees Celsius.

"What's this?" Wei Yang and Yu Shulei received the sleeping bags, wondering what they were for.

"These are for sleeping." Nangong Wu helped them open their sleeping bags and unzipped them.

"That's it, you can go in and sleep there. You won't be cold at night."

"We understand."

The guards responded.

Bei Chenyan was secretly pleased to see that his sleeping bag was not there.

Nangong Wu will definitely bring him into the space to sleep.

This woman still loves him the most.

After arranging things for the guards, Nangong Wu returned to the front cabin and closed the door.

"I..." Bei Chenyan was about to speak when Nangong Wu looked at him and said, "You want to go into the space to see the child, don't you?"

"Space?" Bei Chenyan murmured these two words. Could that immortal realm be called Space?

"Yes, I miss the children?"

Nangong Wu didn't speak, but led him into the space.

Aiqi and Erin were sitting there watching the three children play.

Bei Chenyan walked over, wanting to pick up the child, "Xi'er..."

"Go wash up before holding the baby," Nangong Wu suddenly said.

Bei Chenyan's hand froze, and he smiled awkwardly. "Okay, I'll go wash now." After saying that, he hurried back to his room.

They slept soundly through the night.

Nangong Wu got up at 7:30, but it was still dark outside.

It wasn't until they finished breakfast that it was just getting light.

"Princess, these sleeping bags you gave us are so warm, we don't feel cold at all," Wei Yang said, pointing to the sleeping bags placed to the side.

The wind howled outside all night, but they slept soundly and warmly inside.

The last time they came in, it was freezing cold at night. Several of them sat together, huddled together for warmth, and dared not sleep at all.

"I'm glad you're not cold." Nangong Wu nodded slightly, sat back in the driver's seat, pressed the start button, and the propeller started spinning.