HLM -Chapter 1338 Charm

As night fell this time, Wang Bo and Eva, after dropping off their parents and children, returned together to the center of Reykjavik.

Mikeley was right—seagulls chased lights to find food, and now with the city brightly lit, not a single seagull appeared around their residence.

After feeding the little one, they handed her to the Queen, who happily carried her around, making the child giggle with delight. Dale also wanted to join in, but the city’s nightlife was centered around clubs, which weren’t suitable for children, so they made her stay behind and read.

In this way, the books Wang Bo had bought finally proved useful.

Reykjavik at night was still very beautiful. When they drove to the City Hall, they saw thick steam rising slowly amidst the dazzling lights. The steam diffused in the air, making the lights appear a bit hazy, as if enveloped in dense fog.

Wang Bo exclaimed in surprise, “Could it be smog here too?”

He was joking—Reykjavik is known as the cleanest city in the Nordic and Baltic regions. It can have heavy fog due to its coastal location, but smog is unheard of.

Many tourists gathered by the Duck Pond near City Hall to take photos. Wang Bo parked and went closer, noticing numerous swans, ducks, and seagulls congregated in the water.

Pipes ran along the lake, and the steam was rising from them.

Eva looked and explained, “This is the city officially pumping warm water into the Duck Pond.”

Wang Bo teased, “Does this mean we can apply for the world’s largest hotpot here? Once the warm water is in, can we cook and eat the geese and ducks directly?”

Eva rolled her eyes at him, smiling. “Don’t joke around. This is to help them survive the winter. Looks like it’s gotten a bit cold.”

The city, blessed with abundant geothermal energy, can supply virtually endless warm water. Every winter, it’s a tradition to pump warm water into the Duck Pond to help local waterfowl survive. Another benefit of geothermal richness is the many hot springs—Reykjavik’s hot spring projects are globally renowned.

Tonight, Wang Bo and Eva planned to visit a hot spring. Sunset Town also had hot springs, but this one was unique—it combined a bar, sports, and hot springs.

The Hot Spring Bar was located on the eastern side of the city. After spending some time at City Hall, they headed there, arriving at peak hours.

They bought tickets, changed in the locker rooms, and stepped into the hot spring area. There were multiple hot spring outlets where visitors could soak, and waiters carried trays around. If you wanted a drink, just flash your card, and it would be delivered.

Above the hot spring area hung a giant television screen, like a colossal TV, with displays on all four sides, similar to the suspended screens in an NBA stadium.

Each screen showed different sports—soccer, basketball, ice hockey, and rugby. You could watch any match while soaking in the corresponding hot spring. Wang Bo could understand basketball and rugby but knew little about soccer or ice hockey. He didn’t care much; he was there to enjoy nightlife, not focus on the games.

After testing the water, he and Eva entered the hot spring.

Eva showed off her figure, proudly saying, “How’s this? My body’s recovered well, right?”

After marriage, she had exercised intensely and restricted her calorie intake, finally slimming down her waist. Though it wasn’t exactly the pre-pregnancy tiny waist, she now had a fuller, more voluptuous figure.

Wang Bo thought this was even more appealing—there was far more charm in a mature woman than a young girl. Many men present seemed to agree.

Eva soaked for a while, and a handsome Nordic young man with deep blue eyes sat beside her, smiling. “Hi, may I buy you a drink?”

Wang Bo raised an eyebrow and quietly moved to another hot spring nearby.

A couple needed personal space, and he felt Eva deserved to enjoy the feeling of being pursued. Besides, he had full confidence in her.

Eva decisively shook her head: “Sorry, I can’t drink—I’m breastfeeding.”

The young man paused. “Did you just give birth?”

Eva shrugged. “Yes, about four months ago.”

The man was graceful, smiling, “Then I’ll get you a malt drink instead. The malt here is excellent.”

After delivering the malt, he got up and left. Wang Bo, leaning on the edge of the hot spring, said, “This guy’s quick—sees no chance of becoming a lover, and just leaves?”

Eva sipped the malt and said, “Don’t put it so harshly. He’s just enchanted by me and came to buy me a drink, that’s all.”

Wang Bo said, “You’re very charming, but I think I’m even more so.”

Eva opened her hands. “Go on then, sir. Show me.”

Wang Bo stood. Years of exercise and a low-fat diet of beef and lamb had sculpted his body into smooth, powerful muscle lines. Black hair, black eyes, excellent musculature, and a lifelong high-status presence gave him an aura of confident strength.

For girls seeking exotic charm, he was like a living atomic bomb—intensely impactful.

Soon, several gazes turned to him. But Wang Bo felt uneasy—he noticed some men were staring at him too. His composure tensed, and he sat back down, deciding not to show off further.

The women at the bar were even bolder. A girl brought over two drinks, smiling. “Hi, handsome, one for you?”

Wang Bo thought for a moment and declined: “Sorry, I’m preparing for pregnancy with my wife, so I can’t drink.”

Eva smiled sweetly. “It’s fine—don’t tell your wife. How would she know you drank? Besides, a little won’t affect your genes.”

The girl nodded enthusiastically and said to Eva, “Thanks, you’re right.”

Wang Bo then accepted a drink and took a sip.

The moment it hit his throat, he almost spat it out—it was extremely strong!

The girl, surprised at him finishing it, exclaimed, “What a drinking capacity! Any man who can handle Black Death like this must be tough!”

Wang Bo wiped cold sweat, astonished. “This is Black Death?!”

Iceland and New Zealand shared many similarities, including their drinks.

In New Zealand, the Maori have a potent liquor called “Deadly Force.” Iceland also has a high-proof signature drink: Black Death.

This liquor is 80% Black Label whiskey, which is one of the world’s finest. It blends forty premium whiskeys and is stored for at least twelve years in carefully controlled cellars.