Sun Muchen tidied up the house briefly, and then they headed towards the Holy City.

Lin Han didn't prepare anything. He simply led Sun Muchen to the flower bed in Hope Village, picked a few flowers, and made a bouquet as a welcome gift for his uncle.

She even thoughtfully made a bouquet for Sun Muchen and gave it to her.

Sun Muchen politely declined, saying, "Thank you, but I'm allergic to pollen. Please give it to someone else."

Lin Han was quite embarrassed.

There were twenty people who went to the Holy City to work and study with Uncle Lin Han, and they were all returning home today, so there were quite a few villagers who came to pick them up.

Sun Muchen noticed that someone was still wearing red, which was bright and festive.

Some people were carrying flower ribbons, creating a strong sense of ceremony.

Although many villagers were dressed in plain clothes, everyone had a joyful smile on their face, and their smiles even revealed a sense of pride.

Indeed, the Holy City is the treasure land that the villagers of Hope Village have been dreaming of.

Even Lin Han's face was filled with excitement.

"well…"

Sun Muchen sighed.

Perhaps because of Wang Lan's recent incident, Sun Muchen's initial positive impression of the village diminished day by day. It wasn't that Sun Muchen thought the villagers were bad, but rather that he felt their thinking was problematic.

The reason for this is the almost fanatical and obsessive trust that the villagers of Hope Village have in the Holy City. They follow the Holy City's lead without question. This is no longer just simple trust, but a kind of... folly!

That's why Sun Muchen spoke to his students about freedom and hope during class.

I hope to create it myself.

Freedom originates from within oneself!

Wang Lan was right. The villagers of Hope Village have big problems. Compared to the safe zone where they grew up, although it is peaceful and tranquil, they are like animals raised in captivity. They have no real freedom and no independent thoughts. The Holy City always has the final say.

Sun Muchen wanted to change this mindset!

Even if it's just by relying on one's own strength!

The main group welcoming the "lucky ones" back had arrived at the foot of the holy city. The villagers whispered among themselves, talking about the pride they felt when their family members went to work and study in the holy city. They compared their relatives' jobs in the holy city and boasted about how their children were able to go to the holy city for further studies at such a young age. They were having a great time.

"With my uncle as my guarantor and recommender, I believe it won't be long before I can enter the Holy City!"

Listening to the murmurs of the crowd, Lin Han spoke to Sun Muchen with a hopeful expression.

Sun Muchen shook his head and sighed, saying, "I remember telling you about the survivor city where my brother and I used to live. The final fortress there was once a place that everyone longed for, and I even wanted to go in myself. But in the end, we realized that things weren't as we thought."

“I remember,” Lin Han nodded and said, “You mean the purpose of that final fortress is actually to use living people for experiments, right? But Teacher Sun, don’t forget, the Holy City is not like that. The Holy City manages the order of Hope Village, protects the villagers of Hope Village, and guarantees the villagers’ living supplies. How could such a Holy City be the same as that final fortress!”

Upon hearing this, Sun Muchen wanted to retort, but upon further reflection, he realized that Lin Han's words were indeed reasonable. Judging from the surface appearances alone, the Holy City and the Final Fortress were like two extremes.

only...

Something just doesn't feel right!

As Sun Muchen thought to himself, he initially had a very good impression of Hope Village, finding the villagers to be simple, honest, and kind.

However, as Wang Lan woke up and a series of events happened to her, her magical perception ability, which had been hidden due to peace, gradually awakened. This powerful perception made her sense the abnormality of the village.

Amidst a scene of vitality and peace.

A very strong and thick aura of death permeated the air.

This village not only holds hope...

There is also a deep-seated despair!

......

...

Those who left the village are now experiencing this despair!

The wolf pack pursued relentlessly, showing no sign of giving up. Moreover, the wolf pack grew increasingly ferocious with each chase, their howls shaking the surrounding area. Gradually, they even attracted other monsters, who followed them all the way here.

The soldiers in white armor were in better shape. Although they hadn't experienced any major battles, they had participated in several defensive battles of Hope Village, which had given them valuable experience. However, the villagers looked horrified and their faces had turned pale.

The chase with the wolf pack had lasted from night until dawn. The group was under immense pressure, both physically and mentally. As the chase dragged on, their guns were reaching their maximum capacity, and they were running out of ammunition.

Even their vehicles were almost out of fuel.

On the contrary, the wolf pack was magnificent!

These people had begun to show signs of pessimism. After all, this situation was beyond everyone's expectations. They saw the solemnity in Wang Lan's expression and guessed the seriousness of the matter. If it weren't for the Holy Envoy constantly encouraging everyone, they might have already chosen to give up and wait for death.

However, reality is right in front of us.

They are really about to die.

They died being torn apart by wolves, died in the mouths of animals, and became their food.

This mission is far more dangerous than any of the previous ones.

The final outcome might be total annihilation!

"Cheer up!"

"come on!"

"Stay calm!"

The holy messenger shouted once more.

Wang Lan turned his head and looked at him. He actually began to admire this holy envoy. Regardless of whether his silver robe concealed an old or young body, his voice was noticeably hoarse. His constant encouragement was also greatly consuming his physical strength.

Wang Lan turned back and looked at the villagers.

They fought back tenaciously, holding on until the very last moment.

Wang Lan saw the scene he wanted to see.

These people are all fighting for themselves!

Wang Lan stared intently at the wolf pack, her mind racing as she pondered how to escape.

Just then, he suddenly noticed that one of the giant wolves that had been relentlessly pursuing them had stopped. It seemed as if the giant wolf had encountered some kind of danger, and it had stopped abruptly because it was running so fast that it rolled several times before coming to a sudden stop.

After that, more giant wolves also came to an abrupt halt.

It was as if there was a forbidden area in front of them, a chasm that they dared not cross, a terrifying fear that chilled them to the core!

They dared not go forward.

I dare not step into that forbidden zone!

In an instant, Wang Lan remembered the survivors in the city.

That forbidden zone shrouded in a red fog of evolution!