93: Iceland

Night.

In the master bedroom of the Xishan Villa, on that custom three-by-three-meter super-sized bed, the two slept in each other's arms.

This bed was exaggeratedly large; even if two more people lay on it, it wouldn't feel crowded. The top-tier black-and-white checkered mattress supported their two bare bodies, making one never want to get up once they sank into it.

For the next few days, Jiang Yuan rarely played the role of a "homebody."

He didn't go anywhere and just stayed in this new residence.

Every day, he slept until he woke up naturally, then carried his coffee to the second basement level to watch the workers test the audio-visual system worth tens of millions and the temperature-controlled wine cellar.

Since it was his base of operations, every detail had to be to his liking.

Of course, he didn't neglect his real work either.

Regarding the Prosperous Stars Charity Fund, Gu Xinyu had already fully established the framework.

Jiang Yuan didn't waste words; with a wave of his hand, he directly approved five billion for the company account.

This astronomical figure, once dropped, was enough to allow Prosperous Stars to grow rapidly in a short time. To him, money was just a number; it only had meaning when spent.

During this period, Liu Zhuoyun sent a WeChat message.

The young girl was in quite low spirits.

They had originally agreed to go out and have fun together this time, but the elders in her family kept a close watch, and her ID card was confiscated; no matter how much of a fuss she made, it was useless.

After all, she was a good girl still in school; some shackles weren't that easy to break free from.

"It's okay, there will be plenty of time in the future."

Jiang Yuan sent a voice message, his tone gentle: "When I have free time, I'll go to the Shu region to find you and take you for hot pot."

Giving her something to look forward to, the young girl finally broke into a smile through her tears.

The half-month rest period passed in a flash.

Although that comfortable home life was pleasant, for a man like Jiang Yuan, whose bones flowed with wild factors, he would eventually get bored of it after a while.

It was time to set off.

This time's destination — Iceland.

That place known as "the most alien-like place on Earth," he had only seen in short videos on TikTok: black sand beaches, auroras, glaciers, lonely airplane wrecks.

Now, he was going to see it with his own eyes.

Before this, Gu Xinyu had long arranged for people to handle all his visa procedures.

Although Iceland was a Schengen country, with Jiang Yuan's current asset proof and the endorsement of the Prosperous Stars Fund, the whole world was basically visa-free for him.

Beijing Daxing Airport, business jet terminal.

Jiang Yuan didn't go to crowd into the civil aviation departure lounge.

One had to know, there were no direct flights from China to Iceland; usually, one had to transfer in Copenhagen or Helsinki, and the hassle would take over twenty hours, leaving one exhausted.

Gu Xinyu obviously couldn't bear to let him suffer this ordeal.

"Brother Jiang, this is a Gulfstream G650ER, direct to Lexus... no, that's not right, Reykjavik."

Gu Xinyu stood by the gangway, smiling as she straightened his collar, "It will take about ten hours to get there, just enough for a sleep."

The cost of chartering the plane was only a few million.

For ordinary people, it was an astronomical figure, but for Jiang Yuan, who had just approved five billion, this was no different from hailing a taxi.

"Alright, go back."

Jiang Yuan kissed her, turned, and boarded the plane.

The cabin was empty, with him as the only passenger.

Leather sofas, a large bed, a bar, everything was fully equipped, and several beautiful flight attendants were there to serve him alone.

As the roar of the plane sounded and a strong sense of thrust against his back came, this white steel giant bird soared into the clouds.

Jiang Yuan sat by the wide porthole, holding a glass of champagne.

Looking at Beijing rapidly shrinking outside the window and the clouds gradually filling his field of vision, his mood became restless after a long time.

With the system on him, he was all-knowing and all-capable.

Today, he already stood at the pinnacle of human physical fitness.

His brain contained all the language maps of the world, and his body harbored superhuman strength.

No matter how vast this world was.

In his eyes, it was just a large playground waiting to be thoroughly explored and cleared by him.

Had to admit, the chartered flight experience that cost three million for a one-way trip was indeed worth every penny.

No crying babies, no noisy conversations.

Only extreme quiet, and that private flight attendant who was always bending over, waiting on the side.

However, it was a leased business jet after all.

Even if he spent a sky-high price, he still had to follow the rules a little bit.

Some things that were too out of line were not easy to suggest proactively.

Of course.

If the other party insisted on showing "enthusiasm" beyond professional standards, that would be another matter.

After enjoying two hours of top-tier service, sleepiness welled up.

He slept very soundly.

When he opened his eyes again, the fuselage had already begun to tilt slightly, preparing to descend.

The shade outside the porthole rose automatically, and the scenery below finally revealed its true face.

Not a hint of green, and not even half a high-rise building could be seen.

Only boundless black.

The large stretches of volcanic lava landscape looked like a giant piece of bread scorched by God.

It exuded a heart-palpitating sense of desolation.

"Mr. Jiang, we are about to arrive at Keflavík International Airport."

The flight attendant's sweet voice sounded at the right time, carrying a hint of reluctance about the imminent separation.

"The ground temperature is measured at 10 degrees Celsius, but the strong crosswinds here are very heavy, and the perceived temperature will be a bit chilly. Do you need me to get your coat?"

Jiang Yuan waved his hand, refusing the trench coat offered to him.

10 degrees?

For him, who came with a built-in "human body thermostat," this data was meaningless.

Whether it was the sub-zero temperatures of Mount Everest or the North Atlantic Ocean winds here, he always locked himself at the most comfortable temperature.

The plane touched down, and the tires screeching against the runway made a brief hiss.

Taxiing, stopping steadily.

The moment the cabin door slowly opened.

"Whoosh —"

A gust of wind carrying the smell of the sea and sulfur instantly filled the cabin.

The wind was indeed very strong, blowing the flight attendant to subconsciously wrap her uniform collar tight, her hair messy.

Jiang Yuan, however, was only wearing a thin shirt and walked out leisurely.

The wind made his shirt hem flap loudly, but he didn't even have a single goosebump.

He stood on the gangway, taking a deep breath of this air from the end of the world.

Crisp, free.

And a kind of rugged aura that could only be smelled in the wilderness.

On one side of the tarmac, a black Mercedes-Benz Viano business car had been waiting for a long time.

This was the local transfer vehicle Gu Xinyu had contacted in advance.

"Hello, Mr. Jiang."

The driver was a typical Nordic big man, respectfully opening the car door.

"Hello."

Jiang Yuan turned back and waved at the flight attendant who had been seeing him off all the way to the car and looking at him eagerly.

Consider it a farewell.

Subsequently, under the service of the foreign driver, he bent over and sat into the back row with independent aviation seats.

The car door closed, cutting off the cold wind outside.

Just at this moment.

A series of dense electronic sounds suddenly exploded in Jiang Yuan's mind.

"Ding!"

"Detected that the Host has stepped into a new map..."

"Unlock Iceland, check-in successful!"

Immediately following was a list shining with golden light, almost blinding his eyes.