94: Going out to sea

【Reward 1: A Reykjavik Polar Night Estate (the only private estate in the country, includes private hot springs and a helipad), valued at 600 million USD.】

【Reward 2: A supreme overseas black card, account funds automatically topped up to 35 billion USD, can be converted to local currency at will when paying.】 (Writing out various currencies is too troublesome and easy to lose track of, so only USD will be used from now on; it won't affect the reading experience.)

【Reward 3: Global Supreme Pass (ignores national borders and restricted areas; as long as you want to go, there is nowhere you cannot go).】

【Reward 4: One "Arctic" polar RV (System-produced, micro-nuclear powered, infinite range).】

【Reward 5: One "aurora" all-terrain off-road vehicle (System-produced, black-tech suspension, micro-nuclear powered).】

【Reward 6: One custom Gulfstream G700 (System-produced, global airspace access without application).】

A series of notification sounds buzzed in Jiang Yuan's head, leaving his brain ringing.

He rubbed his temples, taking a long while to recover.

Looking at the rows of luxurious rewards on his retina, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up wildly.

In the end, he could only choke out a single thought:

"So good!"

He had originally thought he had already reached the pinnacle domestically.

He didn't expect that after going abroad, the system would directly enable "God Mode" for him.

Thirty-five billion, and in USD at that.

Plus nuclear-powered vehicles and a pass for visa-free travel globally.

"Go straight to the Polar Night Estate."

Jiang Yuan spoke suddenly, his voice calm.

He spoke in a pure London accent, his pronunciation as standard as a noble who had just walked out of Buckingham Palace.

The Icelandic driver in front trembled upon hearing "Polar Night Estate," almost losing his grip on the steering wheel.

"Very well, sir."

A trace of awe appeared in the driver's eyes, but his excellent professional training allowed him to suppress the turbulent waves in his heart, not daring to ask another word.

Soon, a breathtaking, gigantic estate appeared ahead.

The massive, black, openwork iron gate stood five meters high, with all-stone guard posts towering on both sides.

Inside the guard posts, two bodyguards wearing black tactical gear stood solemnly.

The most outrageous part was that what hung on their chests were not walkie-talkies, but real, authentic automatic rifles.

This murderous formation was completely different from the reserved Chinese-style mansions in Beijing's Xishan.

This place exuded a naked arrogance and dominance that belonged to European old money.

"Thank you."

Jiang Yuan took out the supreme black card and swiped it gently on the mobile terminal the driver handed over.

"Beep."

A 500 USD tip.

Looking at the tip, which was equivalent to two days of his wages, the driver thanked him repeatedly in excitement.

The car had just come to a stop.

"Sir, welcome home!"

The two fully armed bodyguards, as if by an instinct carved into their genes, immediately jogged forward upon seeing Jiang Yuan get out of the car.

"Click."

Tactical boots clicked together, holding their rifles in a salute, their movements uniform and synchronized.

Jiang Yuan nodded slightly.

"Open the gate."

"Please wait a moment, the butler has already arrived."

As the massive electric European-style iron gate slowly slid open to both sides.

A Rolls-Royce Phantom with the golden "Spirit of Ecstasy" emblem on its hood drove elegantly out from inside the estate and stopped in front of Jiang Yuan.

The front passenger door opened.

A middle-aged white man wearing a tailcoat with his hair combed meticulously stepped down.

He looked to be in his forties, his demeanor was appropriate, and his eyes were wise.

"Mr. Jiang, hello."

The butler walked up to Jiang Yuan, bowed slightly, then handed over a business card with both hands before extending his hand to shake Jiang Yuan's lightly.

"I am your personal butler, Charles."

"From now on, I will be fully responsible for managing the Polar Night Estate for you, as well as all your asset allocations overseas."

Just at the moment their hands clasped.

【Ding! Notification to Host: All core personnel within the estate have been carefully selected by the System; they are absolutely loyal, security level: dead soldiers.】

The surprise in Jiang Yuan's eyes flashed by and vanished, immediately replaced by a look of understanding.

The System did things without a single flaw.

Since they were all his own people, there was no need to be polite.

Jiang Yuan got into the Rolls-Royce used for commuting within the estate.

The car started and drove through the gate.

It was at this moment that Jiang Yuan truly realized why this place was worth 600 million USD.

It was simply like taking a European royal palace and forcibly moving it onto the volcanic rock of Iceland.

What met his eyes were vast stretches of impossibly green lawns.

In a place like Iceland where grass barely grows, maintaining greenery of this scale meant that an exorbitantly expensive geothermal constant temperature system had been installed underground.

On the left was a standard 18-hole golf course.

On the right was a perfectly maintained professional football field.

The car drove for a full five minutes, passing through a fountain plaza, before arriving at the main building.

It was a five-story European-style palace.

The entire structure was built from black basalt mined locally and imported white marble, magnificent and grand.

It stood like a lonely monarch, with its back against the raging waves of the North Atlantic Ocean.

Jiang Yuan got out of the car and looked up.

From the top-floor terrace, one could overlook the entire rear of the estate.

There was a perfect crescent-shaped bay.

The butler introduced it in a low voice at the right moment:

"Sir, including that bay behind us, as well as the waters extending three nautical miles from the coastline, all belong to your private territory."

"Within this range, without your permission, no vessel is allowed to pass."

"Not bad."

Jiang Yuan nodded in satisfaction. He liked this feeling; as expected, when abroad, money was truly omnipotent.

It was currently mid-to-late July.

Iceland had completely entered the polar day mode.

Nearly twenty hours of sunshine every day made night a luxury.

But for Jiang Yuan, this was a perfect match.

Relying on his body functions that had broken the genetic lock, he only needed one or two hours of deep sleep every day to be fully recharged.

The remaining time was all for his own revelry.

However, he still enjoyed the pleasure of sleeping on top-tier mattresses; he would sleep when he needed to, but right now, he wanted to go out and have fun.

Seven o'clock in the evening.

The sun outside the window was still hanging high, the light as bright as noon back home.

Under the attentive service of a few blonde and blue-eyed maids and the butler, Jiang Yuan enjoyed a top-tier European-style dinner.

Afterward, the group arrived at the private pier behind the estate.

A private luxury yacht, prepared long ago, was moored there.

It wasn't one of those small speedboats that could only wobble around in coastal waters, but a three-story yacht capable of withstanding the winds and waves of the North Atlantic Ocean.

The engine started, cutting through the azure sea surface and heading straight for the deep ocean.

Jiang Yuan stood at the very front of the deck, the sea breeze ruffling his hair.

The surrounding sea surface was as calm as a massive, deep-blue jade.

"It's so calm, can I really see whales?"

Jiang Yuan muttered to himself.

Although the butler had sworn that this was a mandatory path for migrating whales, this sort of thing ultimately depended on luck.

However.

He seemed to have forgotten that he still had the Luck Level 9 BUFF on him.

The very moment his thought fell.

The originally calm sea surface suddenly exploded without warning.

Boom—!

Less than fifty meters away from the yacht.

A massive humpback whale, like a heavy missile fired from a tube, violently broke out of the water!

Its massive body, weighing dozens of tons, soared into the air, blocking the sunlight behind it.

Then, under the force of gravity, it smashed heavily into the sea.

Huge waves surged!

The visual impact of that moment was simply explosive.

"Holy sh*t!"

Jiang Yuan's pupils constricted, and the words slipped out subconsciously.

This standard national swear word sounded exceptionally loud over the surface of the North Atlantic Ocean.

Butler Charles and the maids standing behind him, although used to seeing whales, had to desperately purse their lips at this moment.

They had received strict professional training and usually wouldn't laugh.

But this young master from the East was simply too adorable in his contrast.

Clearly possessing immense wealth, he should logically have a very powerful and serious aura.

Yet, when seeing the big fish, his expression of surprise, like that of a child, was so down-to-earth and funny.