HLM -Chapter 1165 Arctic City

In theory, a population of 300,000 isn’t small. Of course, compared to China, it’s still relatively modest—some Chinese counties have populations of 300,000, which is considered low.

But no matter how you looked at it, it shouldn’t have been a landscape of endless snow with barely a light in sight.

When they arrived at a hotel, they understood why. Both sides of the road leading to the hotel were covered in snow. The snow was so thick that it was as if a path had been dug a meter or more below the surface.

“The snow is incredibly heavy. Many houses are almost buried, so make sure you keep warm,” the hotel lobby manager said as soon as he saw them.

Wang Bo exclaimed, “This much snow?!”

No wonder the Anchorage airport was closed. Judging by this snowfall, the airport wouldn’t reopen for at least half a month.

Someone next to him was even more shocked: “Dude, where have you been? You didn’t know? The heavy snow in Anchorage has been the biggest news in the U.S. recently.”

Wang Bo smiled wryly: “I’m from New Zealand. You know, it’s sweltering hot back home.”

The lobby manager looked wistful: “Ah, New Zealand? What a beautiful place. Have you been to Sunset Town? At this time of year there, you feel the warm breeze, sip a glass of cold juice, and watch the sunset from the mountains—it’s such a beautiful scene.”

Dale gave him a sly wink and whispered, “Sunset Town is famous all the way here?”

Wang Bo felt quite gratified.

Later, he discovered that Sunset Town’s reputation in the U.S. was extraordinary, even surpassing Queenstown.

This fame was entirely thanks to the new-generation super boxer, Oakley, who had constantly been promoting Sunset Town.

Although Oakley had explosive physical abilities and excellent skills, he had one problem: a partially collapsed lung that had never fully healed. Every so often, he needed recovery periods, and no matter how good the hospitals in the U.S. were, the recovery effect was never ideal. Only back in Sunset Town, at the local hospital, could he recover quickly.

Of course, if he had Li Bo give him massages, he could even recover damaged muscles, tired bones, and joints.

Under these circumstances, the media naturally reported extensively, and so the mysterious Sunset Town gradually gained fame in the U.S.

Oakley also proudly identified as a resident of Sunset Town. Whenever he participated in a match and was introduced, he mentioned Sunset Town, further increasing its fame.

It’s no exaggeration to say that almost every boxing fan in the U.S. knew about Sunset Town.

After learning this, Wang Bo started considering whether he should hire Oakley as the town’s image ambassador.

Not long after arriving at the hotel, under the cover of night, Tony Jackson arrived.

Needless to say, he came by sled, pulled by fourteen large dogs—ten Chinese rural dogs and four Alaskan sled dogs.

Seeing Wang Bo, the Chinese rural dogs became extremely excited, circling him and wagging their tails vigorously.

Zhuang Ding’s eyes lit up at the sight of the Alaskan sled dogs. Like arrows from a bow, he lunged at one of the large dogs, trying to ride it.

Wang Bo quickly pulled him back, scolding, “You’re excited in this cold? Damn, how are you going to perform in D-A-V? You don’t want to get squawked at, huh?”

Zhuang Ding drooped his ears and buried his head in the snow, as if to say, I’m not listening, I’m not listening.

Tony said, “Your mastiff is probably one-of-a-kind in the world. I’ve never seen a dog so spirited in this weather. Now the breeding experts in Anchorage are worried that extreme cold will make wild animals inactive.”

Wang Bo sighed: “That’s not a good thing, Tony. He’s too energetic and his focus is too strange. I think he has psychological issues. Do you know any canine psychologists?”

Tony was stunned: “Canine psychologists? Is that even a profession?”

Wang Bo said it casually; he didn’t even know if such a thing existed. He just remembered that when Zhuang Ding first integrated with the Soul Heart, Charlie showed him some things that affected his psyche.

The Chinese rural dogs had been away from him for over half a month. He patted each dog’s head to reconnect and bond with them.

The four majestic sled dogs were dissatisfied, whining and nudging him, clearly asking for affection as well.

The next morning, Tony took Zhuang Ding and the Queen for joint training, while Wang Bo and the little girl wandered around Anchorage.

This trip wasn’t just for the competition—they were also there to sightsee.

Anchorage is the largest city in Alaska, but its terrain is barren and the environment harsh, so there aren’t many tourist attractions. Tourism isn’t what drives its economy.

It’s a relatively new city. Anchorage’s history isn’t long—it was established in 1914 as a railway port for the Alaska Railroad. Through the 1920s, the city grew around the port and railway.

Although development began in the early 20th century, on March 27, 1964, Anchorage was struck by the 9.2-magnitude Good Friday earthquake, completely destroying the city’s previous constructions.

The quake lasted five minutes, unusually long for an earthquake. Most buildings that fell were intact during the first few minutes, collapsing only after repeated twists. It was the second-strongest earthquake in recorded history. Anchorage was fully rebuilt only in the 1960s.

So this is a city built within the last fifty years.

Within the city is the Earthquake Disaster Museum. Wang Bo and the little girl had no interest in it. The most worthwhile visit aside from that was the airport.

If it weren’t for the blizzard, there would be many flights to Anchorage. The city has an international airport.

Anchorage International Airport is the third-largest cargo airport in the world. This is because, during the Cold War, Western planes flying to East Asia were not allowed to fly over Soviet airspace, and planes at the time had limited range.

In this situation, European planes had to detour through North America and stop in Anchorage. Since Anchorage is only 3–9 hours from major Northern Hemisphere cities, it was ideal for cargo and passenger transport.

Thus, the city’s aviation industry grew and continues to maintain close ties with many cargo airlines and airports.

Wang Bo had nowhere specific to go, so he took the little girl to visit the airport. After all, it had some historical value and revealed secrets from the Cold War era.

But this was a reluctant choice—they weren’t genuinely interested in sightseeing. Along the way back, their spirits naturally lifted.

At this point, the taxi driver said, “If you want to see something different, I can take you to an interesting place.”