Nightmare World.
Five hundred miles from the battlefield-
A cabin in the woods.
Shen Ye and Prince Norton appeared inside the cabin at the same time.
Prince Norton immediately collapsed toward the floor.
Shen Ye caught him, helped him up, and settled him on a spacious sofa.
-The two had arrived directly in the house's study.
Trembling, Norton took a notebook from inside his clothes, set it on the large wooden desk, and took out a pen, rapidly writing something in it.
"Your Highness, with injuries like those, you should rest first. Leave the studying for later," Shen Ye said.
"I must send orders at once-once the army receives my commands and knows I'm alive, morale won't crumble." Norton persisted in writing.
Got it.
He's working remotely.
Shen Ye stopped disturbing him, left the study, and looked through the entire house.
That search proved well worth it.
Before long, Shen Ye placed several bottles of wine in the living room, then neatly laid out some well-preserved field rations.
The so-called field rations were nothing more than wheat cakes.
But Shen Ye also found some potatoes, corn, cured meat, and rock salt in the kitchen.
That would be enough.
Back when he had lived alone, he had often had to take care of himself.
Especially during the New Year.
And when he was sick.
Shen Ye shook his head and stopped reminiscing.
To his delight, the kitchen even had cookware.
"Pretty good. Dinner's sorted."
He murmured to himself.
After finishing his military orders, Norton suddenly caught a rich aroma drifting from the kitchen.
"Hey, Peppa, what are you doing?"
"Cooking."
Shen Ye's voice came from the kitchen.
"Don't we have rations?" Norton asked in surprise.
"Your Highness, I want a hot meal."
"Hot? Why?"
"Who gnaws on rations when they don't