Since Natalie had crushed her milkshake cup with her toes digging into the ground, Cassian stopped teasing her. He got into the car and slowly drove it onto the pre-set track wheels. After that, he locked the clamps in place. The snow tracks were installed. He checked everything once more. No problems. Cassian started the engine and drove around nearby to test it. The ride was smooth and steady. It worked perfectly. Like a kid waiting for praise, he made a clean, stylish turn and stopped right in front of Natalie. He rolled down the window. "My queen, please get in." Natalie was so awkward this year. She stared at him in shock. "Where did you even learn that?!" Cassian replied seriously, "From novels." Natalie's mouth twitched. She opened the back door to let the three little ones get in, then said, "You should read fewer romance novels and stick to real literature." Cassian studied her expression, clearly confused. "Didn't girls like special treatment?" Natalie didn't answer. She closed the back door, walked around to the front, got into the passenger seat, and fastened her seat belt. Only then did she say, "I'm different." Cassian looked at her lips, as if he already knew what she was about to say. The next second, they spoke at the same time, "I'm a woman with the presence of an eagle." Natalie froze. "How did you know what I was going to say?" Cassian chuckled as he started the car. "I can read the mind of the eagle." They drove east.Natalie sat in the passenger seat, checking the compass while keeping a close eye on the road outside. Once they entered the city, the snow was no longer smooth. There were clear signs of human activity everywhere. The streets were still empty and silent. You could see footprints, but no living people. Frozen bodies lay along the roadside. Anyone still alive was probably hiding indoors, too afraid to come out. When they passed through an old residential area, they occasionally saw people moving quickly through the streets. They were likely out searching for supplies. Even though this was the south, Frostfall showed no mercy. The temperature was still brutally low, around minus eighty to ninety degrees Fahrenheit. Natalie saw it with her eyes. Someone walking ahead suddenly collapsed. His companion shook him desperately, but he never stood up again. She let out a quiet sigh and looked away. No one knew when this apocalypse would finally end. Several hours later, they finally reached the southeast edge of the city. Cassian drove around the area a few times before finding the road that led to the warehouse. Natalie looked out the window and realized they had entered a golf course. A large sign stood ahead, shining brightly through the snow, "Clearwater Golf Course." So the warehouse wasn't hidden deep in the mountains this time? Natalie asked curiously, "The southern warehouse is in here? Is this also owned by the Holland Group?" Cassian gave a short hum and kept driving steadily. "The warehouse is built underground, beneath the course."Natalie asked casually, "How big is this place?" "About 200 acres," Cassian replied. Natalie did a quick calculation, then widened her eyes. "Wait! Does that mean that your southern warehouse has an area of over two million square feet?" How much stuff would that even hold? Cassian laughed. "Of course not. That's the size of the whole course. The warehouse isn't nearly that big." "Oh." Natalie nodded. Right. There was no way he had hollowed out the entire ground under a golf course. The snow was so thick that the green lawns were completely buried. Still, the surrounding buildings and paths made it clear how luxurious and beautiful this place had been before the apocalypse. Suddenly, Natalie noticed something in the distance. She leaned forward and said in surprise, "Is that the ocean?" Cassian nodded. "Yes. It's close." Natalie clicked her tongue. "This course must've been hard to play. Slopes everywhere, right next to the sea, and strong winds too." "The view is great, and the facilities were top-tier," Cassian explained. "It was very popular with locals." Then he smiled. "Didn't you want to take the three of them to see the ocean? Once we're done collecting supplies, we can do that nearby. There's no beach here, though—just rocks. You can see the sea from the edge of the course, looking down." Natalie hummed in response. As she stared at the distant view, a disaster movie she once watched popped into her head. She joked without thinking, "You built this place so close to the ocean. Aren't you worried a tsunami might suddenly roll in and flood everything?"Cassian fell silent for a moment. Before he could say anything, Natalie realized what she'd said and smacked her own mouth a few times. "Ugh—no, no, no! Bad luck! That was nonsense!" Cassian didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Easy there. Why are you hitting yourself?" As he spoke, he pulled the car over and leaned closer to look at her. "Does it hurt?" Faced with his suddenly very close, striking face, Natalie's heart skipped a beat. She quickly turned her eyes away, a little embarrassed. "It doesn't hurt." Cassian frowned and gently touched the corner of her mouth. "It's already red. Are you silly? Don't you know how strong your own hand is?"