Endless Winter: My Camp Infinite Upgrades

Chapter 1, Winter World [Please collect! ]

The cold wind is raging, and the sky is full of ice and snow

Under the cover of night, the towering trees covered with snow look like white iron towers standing motionless in the wind.

To the east of Redwood Ridge, outside an inconspicuous cave.

Xia Hong assumed a traditional Changquan stance, and after adjusting his breathing, his eyes suddenly became sharp, and then he suddenly swung his fist.

After all, he was 1.9 meters tall. Even though he was not muscular, he was tall and strong. After he finished his set of boxing moves, snowflakes were flying all around him.

Suddenly, a young boy with a young face walked out of the cave. When he saw Xia Hong, there was obvious admiration on his face.

"Brother, are you about to break through to the lumberjack level?"

"It's almost there, it should only take a month."

"Tsk, you are amazing. Father said that there are only three geniuses who have reached the lumberjack level before the age of eighteen in the nine surrounding camps. You will be the fourth."

Xia Hong raised his head, revealing a handsome face that was quite inconsistent with his physique.

Seeing the admiration on his brother Xia Chuan's face, Xia Hong felt happy in his heart, but after calming down, he still shook his head slightly.

"Breaking through to the logging level is nothing. There are even digging level people in the Rogue Camp. They are the real strong ones."

When Xia Chuan heard the words "digging level", a look of longing immediately appeared on his face.

"There are five digging-level experts in the Rogue Camp. I heard that they can mine thousands of kilograms of coal for the camp every day. Not only do they not need to burn wood for heating, but they can also use the coal stove to forge sharp weapons, making it easy to hunt low-level cold beasts."

Xia Hong nodded slightly and said, "After all, it is a medium-sized camp with more than 500 people. If they don't have some strength, the cold beasts in Hongmu Ridge will not let them live so comfortably."

"It's a pity that my father is injured, otherwise he would have become a digging-level expert by now. If we had coal in Daxia, maybe we could have turned it into a medium-sized camp long ago."

There are three generally recognized standards for a medium-sized camp. The first is that the population must be over 500; the second is that there must be strong diggers; and the third is that it must be able to cope with low-level cold beast tides.

The current population of the Daxia camp is only 239, and there are thirteen logging-level fighters.

With this level of strength, let alone a tide of cold beasts, even if a slightly stronger intermediate cold beast comes, everyone in the camp will become food.

"The Rogue Camp is too stingy. It would be great if they were willing to sell us some coal."

"Coal can not only be used for heating and iron smelting, but also can be used as an equivalent to exchange for high-quality materials at the giant camp. The Rogue Camp itself doesn't have enough, so they won't be willing to sell it to us. Besides, we are a small camp, so we can't come up with anything good to exchange with them."

More importantly, once the other camps around Redwood Ridge also have coal, the security and weapons advantages of the Rogue Camp will no longer exist.

The security advantage can absorb the population, and the weapon advantage ensures the crushing of military force. With these two advantages, the Rogue Camp is the undisputed king in the Redwood Ridge area. Selling coal to other camps would be a disintegration of its own strength.

As a time traveler, Xia Hong naturally sees things more long-term than Xia Chuan.

Xia Hong traveled through time a month ago. From being panicked at first to being indifferent now, the shock he felt in between was not small at all.

This world is full of dangers.

The crisis does not only come from the special species called the cold beast.

And the climate, and all sorts of unheard-of things.

In this world, there is only winter, no four seasons.

Moreover, the winter temperatures here are far more terrible than those on the Blue Planet.

According to Xia Hong's unprofessional estimate, the temperature at night was at least minus seventy degrees Celsius, which was impossible for normal humans to survive.

What's even more outrageous is that it's colder during the day than at night.

Not to mention normal humans, even ordinary people in this world would be frozen to death if they did not have any means to keep warm during the day.

Fortunately, the daylight hours are only four hours long, so humans are almost always active at night, which is why Xia Hong took advantage of the night to practice martial arts outside.

And because it is colder during the day, the cold beasts are more active, their temperaments are more violent, and their strength is several times stronger than at night.

Therefore, humans, whether hunting or searching for supplies, basically choose to go out at night.

If it were anyone else, they would have collapsed long ago after traveling to such a dangerous winter world.

But Xia Hong not only accepted it quickly, he was even very excited.

Because, before traveling through time, he was a patient with ALS.

Xia Hong was born into a family of martial arts. His parents died when he was young. He has been practicing martial arts and fitness since he was young, and his lifestyle is much more regular than that of ordinary people.

But God played the biggest joke on him, and made him suffer from this incurable disease. In his last days, Xia Hong stopped practicing martial arts, and while his hands were still able to move, he indulged in mobile games all day until he lay on the hospital bed.

After confirming that he would soon be unable to move, he chose a sunny day and committed suicide.

As a result, he came to this world and became the current Xia Hong.

Although this world was full of dangers, he was living a second life after all, and he was extremely fortunate. Moreover, God had given him such a strong and young body.

He is 1.91 meters tall, weighs over 90 kilograms, has a wasp waist and a monkey-like arms, and is only in his early sixteen years old.

According to what was said on the Internet in his previous life, his body was definitely a martial arts saint's body.

When he just came through, although this body was young and strong, its strength was only about two thousand pounds at most.

But in the previous life, it was rumored that the strength of Blue Star boxing champion Tyson was only 800 kilograms, which is equivalent to 1,600 pounds.

Xia Hong didn't understand at first and thought he was very strong.

It was not until he saw with his own eyes an adult woman in the camp casually picking up a tree weighing 500 to 600 kilograms that he understood:

In this world, every person is a Tyson.

Come to think of it, humans are the product of their environment.

In such a harsh and extremely cold climate, humans would not be able to survive unless they evolved.

Realizing his own weakness, Xia Hong did not dare to slack off.

The martial arts learned from the previous life are useful here.

For practical purposes, he chose a set of Taizu Changquan. In just one month, with the help of the flesh and blood of the cold beast, his strength increased to four thousand catties. According to his father Xia Ding, he was about to reach the threshold of five thousand catties for the lumberjack level.

"With lumberjack-level strength, you can join the lumberjack team. At least you can take a look at the world outside the camp."

If it were in the previous life, with a strength of 5,000 kilograms, he would definitely be a superman.

But in this world, all you can do is cut down trees.

That’s right, logging grade, literally.

At this level, you can go - chop down trees!
"Brother, father is back!"

Suddenly, Xia Chuan pointed in the direction of the Redwood Ridge forest and shouted.

Xia Hong looked up and saw a team of twelve people quickly walking out from the depths of the woods. They were divided into six groups, each with two people, carrying a towering tree about twenty meters long, one in front and one behind.

After the six groups of people and six trees had completely walked out of the woods and saw a burly figure appear at the back, Xia Hong and Xia Chuan smiled.

According to his father Xia Ding, every time he went out, he was risking his life.

Not only did they return safely, but no one was missing either. This is definitely something worth celebrating.

However, as the thirteen members of the logging team got closer, Xia Hong and Xia Chuan discovered that there was no joy on their faces, but instead they were filled with solemnity and uneasiness.

The two of them hurried over and Xia Hong asked directly.

"Father, what's wrong?"

"How long until daybreak?"

There was a hint of forced calmness in Xia Ding's voice, and it was obvious that he was extremely panicked.

But Xia Hong quickly looked up at the sky, observed the position of the bright moon, and gave the answer.

"There should only be a quarter of an hour left."

"Quick, go into the camp and tell them to put out the campfire. Don't light any fire."

Xia Hong's pupils suddenly dilated when he heard this, and his face was full of confusion.

"Father, if we put out the campfire during the day, people in the camp will freeze to death."

It is colder during the day than at night. Even if you hide in a cave, you will definitely freeze to death without a campfire to keep warm.

Xia Ding is the leader of the camp. He knows these things better than anyone else. Why would he suddenly say such things?
"The weird monster from Redwood Ridge has come out!"

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(End of this chapter)