The village was indeed not far away. They just had to go around a mountain.
The scale of the village was much larger than Zhao Yu had imagined, and it was not as poor as he had thought. Not only were the houses in the village made of bricks and tiles, but there were also many small buildings that were two or three stories high.
He didn't expect that the uncle of the little boy, Kumar, would be the village chief. His name was Salman Khan. Although he was young, he had absolute prestige in the village.
Salman Khan received Zhao Yu and the others very warmly. Not only did he choose the best room for them to rest in, but he also specially slaughtered chickens and sheep, preparing a sumptuous meal for them.
Of course, what Zhao Yu and the rest were most concerned about was not the food, but the phone. Only by getting in touch with the base could he be out of danger.