November in Nagaril was pleasantly mild.
That was why quite a few wealthy people had been coming here over the past two years.
After the Federation began building the economic, cultural, logistics, and consumer centers of the Southern Hemisphere, more wealthy people became willing to buy houses here and spend the long winter.
Global cooling had turned winter into a nightmare for many regions, and the Maliro People's southward migration was the most prominent example.
Only empty cities remained in northernmost Maliro, like ghost cities and ghost villages.
Although it had been cold there before, at least the conditions for survival had existed.
With the emergence of freezing weather in recent years, the temperature in northern Maliro fell below zero every year from September through April or May of the following year.
It was no longer suitable for most plants and crops to grow. Even when summer briefly arrived, the temperature still did not rise very high.
Those without money could only take their family's possessions and head south.
Those with money, however, could choose to settle somewhere else.
Nagaril was a good choice. Summers might be a little hot, but to the wealthy, that was no problem at all.
The improvement and development of air-conditioning technology had made its cooling effect increasingly powerful while also making the units smaller and smaller.
Even Nagaril's sweltering summers had become bearable.
Lin Qi stood on the balcony, smoking as he looked down over Slem.
Catherine, wrapped in a shawl, leaned against him.
"Won't you go see your little friend first?"
The "little friend" Catherine referred to was the Little President, who had already been here for several days.
Lin Qi shook his head. "He's having fun right now. I won't disturb him."
As he spoke, he turned his head toward Catherine. "There's