Wang Lan glanced at him.

Because he had been drinking with Wang Lan the day before, Chen Bihua seemed a little hesitant to look Wang Lan in the eye. After he came in, he chuckled awkwardly and said, "So you're here. I went to your house early this morning to look for you, but I didn't see you. I heard from the villagers that you came here."

"Hmm?" Wang Lan asked curiously, "Do you need something from us?"

"To be precise, I'm looking for you."

Chen Bihua handed a bag to Wang Lan and said, "This contains a map of Hope Village and the surrounding area. I was thinking that since you said you wanted to help our village, I thought I'd give you this map so you can understand our situation."

"oh?"

Wang Lan hadn't expected Chen Bihua to be so enthusiastic. He took the bag, took out the map, and spread it out on a table.

The map was very clearly marked, showing the village's location, shape, and the surrounding mountains and terrain.

The so-called holy city is built on a mountain, and according to the map, it seems to be a rather large castle.

Wang Lan glanced at the map briefly, then closed it. He said, "Okay, I'll keep this map for now. Also, is there any defense force or anything like that in this village?"

Chen Bihua was taken aback, then nodded and said, "Yes, you want..."

"Why don't you call them all together?" Wang Lan said directly, his purpose being to check if any of the people in this so-called defense team resembled the men in black who attacked him last night.

Upon hearing this, Chen Bihua did not hesitate at all, and turned to leave to assemble the team.

Sun Muchen asked from the side, "Brother, do you want to see how good this team is?"

“Hmm,” Wang Lan nodded, “More or less, that’s the idea.”

A moment later, Chen Bihua had gathered the group and they lined up outside the school.

There were sixteen people in total, all of whom were able-bodied young men from the village, including the few who had been knocked away by Wang Lan when he woke up yesterday.

These people were also holding their own weapons, including swords, spears, halberds, axes, hooks, and forks, a dazzling array.

Several of them were carrying long spears, but compared to the spears in the bunker, those spears were incredibly rudimentary.

Wang Lan's gaze swept over these people and found that their builds were similar to those of the men in black from yesterday, making it difficult to distinguish them for a moment.

Wang Lan looked at Chen Bihua, pointed to the defense team, and asked, "Are these people capable of fighting?"

Chen Bihua didn't understand and asked in return, "What do you mean by that?"

“It doesn’t mean anything,” Wang Lan said, slowly drawing out the Vajra Umbrella.

Bang!

The Vajra Umbrella is planted firmly on the ground.

The next moment, Wang Lan charged towards the defensive team in front of him.