Super Island Tycoon

Jiang Cheng had never been in such a cold place before; today was definitely the lowest temperature he had ever experienced.

However, Jiang Cheng adapted very well to this kind of low temperature, and even came to like it.

The icy chill penetrated his clothes, spread throughout his entire body, and slowly seeped into his brain.

This feeling of coldness all over made his mind exceptionally clear, and his thinking became much quicker because of the cold.

Jiang Cheng’s already intelligent brain became even more active with the stimulus of the cold, processing countless thoughts every second in high speed.

This feeling of heightened mental activity was something Jiang Cheng greatly enjoyed.

It made him become calm, almost robotically so.

After stepping outside the airport, Jiang Cheng took a deep breath of the cold air to clear his head.

Jiang Cheng quickly grew fond of this sensation; it helped him think more clearly about things.

Apparently, Sweden left a very good first impression on him, and he immediately sensed the unique charm of the place after disembarking the plane.

Although Sweden left a positive impression on Jiang Cheng, he was firmly against staying long-term in such a cold place.

Though he was not afraid of the cold, it was something to experience once in a while; living in a place like this for a long time might drive Jiang Cheng insane.

The most crucial thing about a place like Sweden is that going out on the streets seems utterly pointless.

Even in summer, this place is quite cold, compelling people to dress warmly to avoid catching a chill.

Every beautiful woman walking on the streets of Sweden was wrapped up tightly, leaving little to admire in terms of scenery.

If one couldn’t even see the quintessential bare legs in the summer, then Sweden really offered no attraction.

After some idle pondering, Jiang Cheng noticed the person who had come to meet him at the airport.

A Swedish Academy staff member was holding a big sign with Jiang Cheng’s name written in Chinese on it.

This seemed to be the person responsible for receiving Jiang Cheng today. Judging by the sign, the Swedish Academy really valued Jiang Cheng, having even specially prepared a sign in Chinese.

Of course, the sign wasn’t for the staff member to recognize Jiang Cheng, but rather for Jiang Cheng to easily spot the person meeting him.

Jiang Cheng’s appearance was already well-known; hardly anyone hadn’t seen what he looked like.

As soon as the staff member saw Jiang Cheng, he put down the sign and walked up to him, saying, ”Hello, I am the reception staff for this awards ceremony, responsible for arranging all your itinerary during your stay in Sweden.

You can come to me directly for any issues you encounter in Stockholm, and I’ll do my best to solve them for you.”

”Hello, I’ll be relying on you while I’m in Stockholm. I’m not familiar with this city at all,” Jiang Cheng replied to the staff member with a smile.

Then, Jiang Cheng followed the staff member, taking a car to the Stockholm Concert Hall.

Every Nobel Prize ceremony is held at the Stockholm Concert Hall, and this year was no exception.

They were hurrying to the awards ceremony site because they were running short on time.

Jiang Cheng arrived relatively late this time, and the ceremony was being held that very day, so they were short on time.

”Are you able to adapt to Stockholm’s climate? It’s colder here than in most places,” the staff member began to inquire about Jiang Cheng’s situation in the car, concerned that Jiang Cheng might not handle the low temperature well.

This wasn’t an unfounded concern; Sweden’s cold had startled many who came for the awards.

”I’m quite fine; I like the temperature here because it allows me to stay calm at all times,” Jiang Cheng casually replied, looking at the scenery outside the car window.

”In fact, Sweden’s cold climate has its own charm; experiencing it occasionally is quite nice.

Moreover, the city of Stockholm gives me a very good impression; it has a sense of profound historical depth.

Unlike those bustling international metropolises, this place doesn’t give off a busy vibe; those living here must lead very leisurely lives.”

Jiang Cheng evaluated Stockholm as he observed the scenery, gaining new insights into the city.

He noticed the leisurely expressions of the people on the street, realizing that Stockholm was different from many places he had seen before; there wasn’t a hint of stress in sight.

The staff member responsible for receiving Jiang Cheng was taken aback upon hearing his remarks, nearly popping his eyes out in surprise.

Jiang Cheng’s assessment of Stockholm wasn’t especially surprising; most people had the same feeling, as the city indeed had a slower pace of life, which wasn’t strange to the staff member.

What surprised him was Jiang Cheng’s positive attitude towards the climate, which was quite unusual.

Every year the Nobel Prize ceremony was held in Stockholm, and the staff member was often responsible for welcoming many scholars.

He had never met someone like Jiang Cheng before; generally, newcomers to Stockholm found the climate detestable.

Most outsiders could not endure the cold, except perhaps Russian scientists, whose homeland wasn’t much better than Sweden.

Hearing complaints about the weather was a routine part of his job when receiving outsiders.

Typically, those he met would incessantly grumble about the weather and the cold on the way.

The staff member had heard countless complaints, mainly about the inability to adapt to the climate.

During such times, it was his duty to console the guests, which was part of his hospitality role.

Today, however, he didn’t need to do any of that because Jiang Cheng didn’t complain about the weather at all.

He had never met someone like Jiang Cheng, who wasn’t bothered by the weather and even seemed to favor it.

Today marked the first time the staff member encountered someone who wasn’t at all perturbed by Stockholm’s cold.

”Do you really like the weather here? People like you are rare; most can’t handle the cold,” the staff member asked Jiang Cheng, still somewhat uncertain about his attitude.

Upon hearing the question, Jiang Cheng nonchalantly said, ”Is it really that cold? Maybe the temperature is relatively low here, but I find it fine. Perhaps it’s because I’m in good health, so I’m not afraid of lower temperatures.