The young man was seen waving a hoe, looking like he was going to be rude to the people inside the RV.

The middle-aged man quickly pulled the young man back: "Wang Hao, don't be impulsive!"

Chen Yu raised an eyebrow: "This brother is also surnamed Wang? Brother, he just called you Second Uncle, so you're also surnamed Wang?"

The middle-aged man was slightly taken aback upon hearing this, and a hint of panic flashed in his eyes. However, he quickly composed himself and readily admitted, "That's right, I am indeed surnamed Wang. Not only us, but most people in our Wangjia Village are surnamed Wang. However, let me make it clear again that there is no such person as 'Wang Er' in our village!"

Seeing that the facts were already laid bare and the other party was still trying to argue, Chen Yu smiled bitterly.

Seeing the unfriendly expressions on everyone's faces, Chen Yu stopped pressing the matter and decided to ask around among the other villagers.

However, what happened next left him both amused and exasperated.

Seeing that Chen Yu was still not giving up, several villagers quickly ran in front of the car, attempting to block its progress with their bodies.

"Sir, let me go down and reason with them," Lin Lele said eagerly, volunteering her services.

"You?" Chen Yu looked Lin Lele up and down, a playful smile playing on his lips. "Are you sure? This isn't just ordinary reasoning; they might not be very welcoming to outsiders."

"Hehe, I think I can convince them." Lin Lele took out her sidearm from the drawer and said with a smile.

At this moment, she felt a surge of excitement. Finally, it was her turn to show off.

Seeing this, Chen Yu could easily understand Lin Lele's meaning, and even Qiao Meng knew what she wanted to do.

Seeing that Chen Yu seemed somewhat tempted, Qiao Meng quickly said, "Secretary Lin, don't be impulsive. This will only escalate the conflict between us and the villagers, making our next move even more difficult."

Then she looked at Chen Yu and said, "Mr. Chen Yu, let me handle this matter."

Chen Yu nodded upon hearing this and said to Qiao Meng, "Be careful and try to keep your distance from them."

If the matter could be resolved peacefully, he naturally wouldn't want to clash with the other party, after all, he was here to find someone, not like the Japanese invaders.

Upon receiving Chen Yu's promise, Qiao Meng breathed a sigh of relief. She then rummaged through her drawer, found her press pass, hung it around her neck, put on her winter coat, and got out of the car.

Seeing that her plan to show off had failed, Lin Lele looked annoyed. Watching Qiao Meng's departing figure, her lips moved slightly, and it was unclear what she was muttering, but it probably wasn't anything nice.

"Fellow villagers, we have no ill intentions in coming to see Wang Erzhen. As you can see, I am a reporter from Daxia TV Station." Qiao Meng said, holding up her reporter sign, trying to gain everyone's trust by using her identity.

"A reporter?" The group exchanged bewildered glances. "A reporter from DaXia TV?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, but their surprise quickly turned into ecstasy.

Yes, such a big thing happened near their village, isn't it normal for reporters to come and interview?

"Oh my, it's a reporter from Daxia TV! My apologies!" The middle-aged man who had spoken earlier was the first to react, quickly stepping forward with a much gentler attitude than before. "Our village hasn't seen a reporter in a long time. Are you here to cover the rocket crash?"

"Reporter, interview me! Interview me! I saw the rocket fall with my own eyes that day!" A girl of about fifteen or sixteen years old squeezed out of the crowd and shouted excitedly.

"My journalist friends, I, an old man, have the right to speak on the Rockets issue. Come on, let's go inside and I'll tell you all about it."

"I, I, I, I was, I was among the first to arrive at the scene, I, I..."

"Wang the Stutterer, you can't even speak clearly, so don't join in the fun!"

"Haha~" Everyone cheered.

…………

Faced with these enthusiastic villagers, Qiao Meng was completely bewildered. What was going on?

What time is it? Why are you still conducting interviews?

She showed her press pass simply to prove her identity to the villagers and gain their trust.

Unexpectedly, these villagers directly connected with the interview.

Yes, a rocket crash is indeed a big deal, but it's nothing compared to natural disasters these days.

Despite the extreme cold and natural disaster, these villagers braved mountains and valleys to come to this remote mountain village to interview about the rocket crash. I can't believe they even thought of that.

Don't they know that local governments across the Great Xia are barely able to take care of themselves?

Countless people were starving, and the number of people who froze or starved to death reached a terrifying number. The world was in turmoil. Who would care about something as trivial as a rocket crash?

Qiao Meng was speechless. She immediately wanted to explain the misunderstanding to everyone, but she suddenly saw Chen Yu shake his head slightly at her without making a sound.

Qiao Meng immediately realized what was going on, put the idea out of her mind, and began to use the interview as an excuse to extract useful information.

As time went on, more and more villagers came upon hearing the news, all expressing their right to speak about the rocket crash.

Some people even went so far as to claim they had inside information about the rocket crash in order to gain an advantage, and all sorts of exaggerated claims came out.

To ensure Qiao Meng's safety, Chen Yu and Lin Lele also got out of the car to maintain order. Chen Yu also casually took out a camera from the other dimension, since it's good to do things properly.

However, this camera is just an ordinary camera and does not have the ability to work in low-temperature environments.

Just then, a middle-aged man with a large belly came running up, panting, and excitedly shouted, "I heard a reporter friend is looking for me? Where is he?"

"Who is this?" Qiao Meng asked the villager beside her with a puzzled look.

Upon hearing this, the villagers, though somewhat reluctant, truthfully explained to Qiao Meng, "He is Wang Er."

After all, Qiao Meng and her group's initial target was Wang Er, and now that everyone wanted to be interviewed, Wang Er became their biggest competitor.

“Reporter Qiao, forget about Wang Er. To be honest, he probably doesn’t know as much as I do. I was the first one to arrive at the scene that day,” a villager said.

The others echoed this sentiment, all claiming they had an advantage over Wang Er.

"Go away, go away! You dare to speak so arrogantly? Do you have any foreign prisoners in your families? No, right? You want to compare with me? You're nothing! I am destined to be a man who receives national honor and recognition!" After catching his breath, Wang Er raised his proud head and looked at the villagers with disdain.

Upon hearing this, Chen Yu raised an eyebrow and waved enthusiastically to Wang Er: "Brother Wang Er, could you tell us more about this 'foreign prisoner'?"

Seeing that he was receiving so much attention from his "reporter friends," Wang Er looked smug. He puffed out his belly as if it contained some incredible secret, and strode towards Chen Yu and his group.