HLM -Chapter 1332 Interesting

Seeing the police, Wang Bo instinctively reached for his badge. In New Zealand, as long as it’s the police, most issues—unless very serious—could be handled internally.

But as he opened the sandbox map, he remembered: he was in Iceland. Forget pulling out a badge—even bringing out the Prime Minister wouldn’t help.

He obediently got out of the car and cooperatively asked, “Hello, may I ask what the problem is?”

The policeman paused at his words, then asked in stiff English, “Hello, are you a tourist?”

Wang Bo nodded. “Yes. I’d like to know what mistake I’ve made?”

The officer didn’t understand that English. He took off his helmet and scratched his chin. Wang Bo noticed that this was a handsome young Nordic man.

The young man said, “My English isn’t good,” and made a phone call.

Soon, another police car arrived. A female officer got out and said in fluent English, “Hi everyone, wow, there’s a little cutie here—just as beautiful as her mother.”

The female officer was very friendly, but the little girl was not satisfied. Pouting, she said, “Pretty lady, I’m not their daughter, I’m their sister.”

She then stood next to Eva. “See, I’m already this big. If she were my mother, she would’ve had me at seventeen or eighteen.”

The female officer smiled. “Having you at seventeen or eighteen isn’t unusual, right?”

Iceland, with its small population of just over 300,000, encourages childbirth. Unmarried cohabitation and childbearing are completely legal, and giving birth at sixteen or older is lawful.

The officer explained this to the three of them, as if giving a brief lesson on Icelandic history and customs, in a relaxed tone.

Then she shifted the topic: “I can tell you’re not familiar with many of our Icelandic rules. The reason my colleague stopped you is that you weren’t using your headlights.”

Wang Bo looked at the sun above and the road, and indeed, the passing cars had their headlights on, and so did the police car.

Noticing his surprise, the officer smiled. “Don’t understand? Iceland has few people and few cars, so everyone drives fast. But we often have heavy fog throughout the year, and it gets dark early now. So, all cars must use headlights whenever on the road.”

Wang Bo quickly apologized. “Sorry, we made a mistake. What kind of punishment do we need to accept?”

The female officer registered their car and said, “This isn’t serious. You’re tourists, so no punishment. But if you make the same mistake again, your license plate is already recorded in the police system, and then you’ll face penalties.”

Wang Bo and Eva thanked her. She added, “A few driving tips: I won’t repeat seatbelt and headlight rules, but pay attention to the following: first, always yield to animals; second, many roads have blind spots, so slow down. The city speed limit is 31 mph, dirt roads 49 mph, and most roads here are dirt—drive carefully. Finally, always drive on the right.”

Wang Bo nodded. “Got it. Thank you very much, officer.”

The officer smiled and left. “Enjoy your trip to Iceland. If you have any problems, call the police—we’ll assist within the law.”

After she left, Wang Bo said, “Icelandic police are really professional. I need to organize some training for our officers back home. No, I’ll call Charlie now to arrange it.”

Eva said, “You better call Morrison first—we used his car.”

Indeed, they were driving his car.

Wang Bo called Morrison to apologize. Morrison laughed: “It’s fine. Just don’t make the same mistake again. This record will automatically clear if the car makes no mistakes within a week.”

Back on the road, Wang Bo turned on the headlights first.

They drove smoothly to the city’s largest Walmart and parked, preparing to shop.

The store had staff in charge of shopping carts. Seeing them, an elderly man smiled kindly and said something.

Wang Bo and Eva didn’t understand Icelandic and just smiled and nodded.

Someone nearby kindly translated: “This gentleman says your daughter is very pretty—like an angel.”

Dale sighed—this time, she didn’t argue.

Inside the store, they saw several girls pushing strollers.

To Wang Bo, they were clearly girls, some still very young-looking. Without the Icelandic family-planning context the female officer had shared, he would have assumed these were the children’s older sisters.

A store guide saw the three and smiled: “Hello, are you tourists?”

Wang Bo nodded. The guide led them aside. “For tourists, you absolutely must try Reykjavik’s local specialties. If you don’t mind, I’d like to recommend some to you.”

“Of course, we’d love your recommendations,” Eva said happily.

The guide said, “We have freshly caught seafood from this morning, Highland lamb, various rare game, and all-natural organic vegetables.”

Wang Bo was familiar with this—he had studied information on food, drink, and entertainment before coming. As for traffic rules, that was because he had planned to hire a driver and hadn’t intended to drive himself.

Iceland’s staple foods are fish and lamb; smoked and dried fish are world-famous.

Iceland bans chemical fertilizers and growth hormones and strictly prohibits imported meat, so everything eaten there is pure Icelandic meat.

Icelandic lamb, in particular, is renowned for its flavor and freshness.

Wang Bo politely declined. Hearing the guide mention lamb, he said, “We’re from Sunset Town, New Zealand. Our lamb there…”

“You’re from Sunset Town? Oh my, if I guess you’re the mayor and his spouse, please don’t tell me I’m right!” the guide said, already excited halfway through his sentence.

Eva leaned close to Wang Bo, struck a cool pose, and laughed: “Are we that famous? This is the far north of the Northern Hemisphere, and we’re the far south in the Southern Hemisphere.”

The guide exclaimed: “Of course you’re famous! Sunset Town has the brightest sunshine, most beautiful gardens, and best food at this season, right? Our travel magazine On the Road features you almost every issue!”

Wang Bo was thrilled—Sunset Town was that well-known! He had met fans even in Alaska, and now here, in distant Iceland.

Naturally, the three took a photo with the guide. Afterward, the guide became even more enthusiastic, speaking rapidly, as if eager to recommend all of Iceland to them.