Endless Winter: My Camp Infinite Upgrades

Chapter 7 Camp People's Heart
Ice and snow, biting cold wind

Under the starry night, everyone in the Daxia camp walked westward with difficulty.

From Cave No. 1 to Cave No. 4, it is actually less than two kilometers.

But to cover this distance of less than two kilometers, it took more than a hundred people in the Daxia camp two hours to walk.

Mainly the snow on Redwood Ridge is incredibly thick.

Outside the cave, even the thinnest snow was more than half a meter high.

Some were as thick as five or six meters. Several of the young men in the leading group had fallen down the snow slope, suffering bruises and swollen faces.

When encountering areas with thick snow, the team had to stop and rely on the strong men at the front of the team to push a path forward before they could continue moving forward.

Secondly, the weather is cold and visibility is poor at night.

Considering the children in the team, Xia Hong could only deliberately slow down.

Although the progress was slow, many people were injured.

But in the end, we arrived safely.

Cave No. 4 is on the west side of the small slope. The entrance of the cave was covered by dense leaves. Now it is covered with a layer of snow and even small icicles have formed.

Some children in the team already had blue lips from the cold. Xia Hong picked up a stone axe, split the entrance of the cave open with two or three strokes, and quickly organized everyone to go in.

This cave is about a hundred meters square and is more spacious than the previous one.

Xia Hong entered the cave and started the fire first. Then he asked Xia Chuan to take people to seal the cave entrance again.

This made Xia Chuan a little puzzled. The temperature at night was higher than during the day, and the cold beasts were not active frequently, so generally speaking, there was no need to seal the cave.

But soon, he understood.

"Everyone come over here, I have something to say!"

Xia Hong gathered everyone around him, then pointed at the fire and said solemnly:
"The most important thing in the camp right now is this fire. This fire has a deterrent and killing effect on monsters, but it will also attract cold beasts. So from now on, whether it's night or day, you must seal the entrance to the cave when you enter or leave. Do you understand?"

Everyone had witnessed the scene in the cave where the fake Xia Ding was killed and turned into ashes. At this moment, they believed Xia Hong's words without a doubt and nodded one after another.

"Chuan, how much food do we have left now?"

Xia Chuan's face suddenly became a little gloomy when he heard this, and he replied: "There are probably more than 700 kilograms of crystal fruit left, and only 60 kilograms of cold beast meat left."

Everyone became worried when they heard this number.

Of course, Xia Hong is also included.

The environment in this world is so harsh that there is naturally no such thing as farming.

Maybe, but it is definitely out of reach in the current Daxia camp.

In Daxia, including all the humans in the camps around Redwood Ridge, the food rations are the fruits grown on a tree called Bingshuo.

The fruit is the size of a fist, with a crystal-like skin and a soft and sweet interior. Each one weighs about half a pound.

For a normal person, two pills a day are enough to barely maintain a basic standard of food and clothing.

More than 154 kilograms may sound like a lot at first, but it is not enough to feed people.

Even if we try to be frugal, we can only give one pill per person per day.

These 700 kilograms can only last less than ten days.

As for the meat of cold beasts, perhaps some giant camps can use it as rations, but in the Daxia camp, the flesh and blood of cold beasts, like wood, is definitely a strategic resource.

The humans in this world rely on the flesh and blood of cold beasts for cultivation.

Originally, Xia Ding implemented a rationing system in the Daxia camp.

Each member of the logging team was paid one pound per day.

Those aged between fifteen and eighteen can get half a pound every three days.

This is what it seems on the surface, but it is not the case in reality.

Because there was too little flesh and blood of cold beasts in the camp before.

At least in the past month since Xia Hong traveled through time, he has seen Xia Ding bring back a bone-spurred frost wolf, and it was still a larva, weighing only a little over 100 pounds.

When there are more monks than meat, the flesh and blood of the cold beasts in the camp are actually given first to the offspring of the logging team members.

Xia Ding and Xia Chuan were also able to get some before.

But Xia Chuan gave all his cold beast flesh and blood to Xia Hong on the grounds that his brother wanted to break through to the logging level.

This is also the reason why Xia Hong has such deep feelings for Xia Chuan in just one month.

Don't underestimate them because they are brothers.

You know, this is a world where you can die at any time.

The flesh and blood of cold beasts is a strategic material that can enhance strength. It is no exaggeration to say that it is equivalent to life.

But Xia Chuan was willing to give it to him, which showed how kind this brother was. While Xia Hong was thinking, Xia Chuan had already walked to the fire from the back, holding a piece of blue meat.

The flesh and blood of the cold beast is blue.

Xia Hong was slightly startled, but soon realized what Xia Chuan was trying to do.

“Everyone, I won’t say anything false. My brother is the strongest and is only a little bit away from the lumbering realm.

I suggested that we give him these 60 kilograms of cold beast flesh and blood so that he can break through earlier and the safety of our camp can be guaranteed.

What do you think? "

Sure enough, Xia Hong guessed correctly.

He subconsciously wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, he didn't open his mouth.

Although it's a bit selfish, there's really nothing wrong with what Xia Chuan said.

But human nature is still complicated. After Xia Chuan finished speaking, the audience fell into deathly silence and no one spoke.

Especially those who were the descendants of the previous members of the camp’s logging team.

"Hong, we trust you, but can you swear that after you break through the lumberjack level, you won't abandon us and leave alone?"

The one who spoke was a burly young man.

Yuan Cheng is a straightforward person with no ulterior motives.

His father, Yuan Gang, is second only to Xia Ding in strength in the camp.

The other party's message flashed through Xia Hong's mind. He did not answer immediately, but turned his gaze elsewhere to observe other people's reactions.

"At this time, we should really concentrate our resources on improving Hong's strength."

"But my father risked his life to get those flesh and blood back."

"Without logging-level combat power, we can't even collect wood. Once these three trees are burned, we will freeze to death."

"I think we should give it to Hong."

"Yes, give it to him."

…………

The only ones who spoke were the descendants of the previous logging team members.

From here, we can basically see the ecology of the previous Daxia camp.

Xia Ding and the members of the logging team are at the top, responsible for searching for resources and also deciding the allocation of resources in the camp.

Then their families and descendants are second class, enjoying priority privileges in resources and a certain say in camp affairs.

The rest of the people all belong to the third category, waiting for resources to be allocated.

Xia Hong sorted out his thoughts, reached out and pressed lightly.

When everyone saw his gesture, they immediately shut up.

Obviously, Xia Hong's performance in the previous attack on the camp and in leading them to move had established a certain prestige in their hearts.

"Cheng, if I want to leave, I will leave even if I swear, so I can't promise you anything..."

Xia Hong paused after responding to Yuan Cheng, then continued with a heavier tone:
“Trust is the foundation of our relationship. I only want to say one thing: if you are willing to hand over this piece of flesh and blood to me, one day in the future, I will repay you tenfold or a hundredfold.

If you are willing to give it to me, please express your opinion now.

If you don't want to, I won't say anything and just continue as before."

As Xia Hong finished speaking, the cave fell into silence.

But soon, there was the first voice:
"Hong, I believe you."

Then came the second, then the third.

"I believe in the chief, too."

"I, Yuan Cheng, am willing to give my cold beast flesh and blood to Hong."

"That's right. Only when the leader becomes stronger can we continue to survive."

…………

Voices supporting trust rose and fell among the crowd.

A smile also appeared on Xia Hong's face.

Taking the piece of flesh and blood of the cold beast from Xia Chuan, Xia Hong's eyes gradually showed a hint of determination.

"In this extremely cold apocalyptic environment, only a camp that trusts and is sincere to each other can truly survive. Sooner or later, they will gain strength."

(End of this chapter)