Endless Winter: My Camp Infinite Upgrades

Chapter 14 Team
There is a convention in the campgrounds around Redwood Ridge.

If a person has not broken through the woodcutting realm before the age of 25, the value of his training is very small.

It doesn't mean there is no hope after the age of 25. It's mainly because after this age, one's potential will decrease rapidly. With the same resources, their improvement will not be as good as those under the age of 25.

The so-called resources, of course, refer to the flesh and blood of cold beasts.

In Xia Hong's opinion, this convention is obviously based on resource shortage.

Having never seen a cold beast before, he didn't understand.

But after going out and witnessing the power of the Frostwolves and Snowmanes, he realized that for these weak camps around Redwood Ridge, every pound of cold beast flesh and blood was hard-earned, so the value must be maximized.

This is even more true for the Daxia Camp.

Concentrate resources and give priority to a few people to break through. The more people who can go out, the more resources the camp will have, and then help more people improve their strength, so that the strength of the camp can be rapidly improved.

At nightfall the next day, the competition began in the presence of everyone in the camp.

Of course, Xia Hong first gave each of the 22 contestants a pound of meat.

A pound of cold beast flesh and blood is certainly not enough to support their cultivation, but it can fill their stomachs quickly and burst out their maximum basic strength.

The faces of the twenty-two people who had finished eating quickly turned rosy, and their original listless looks disappeared. They had completely different mental outlooks from the other one hundred or so people who had not eaten the flesh and blood of the cold beast.

Xia Hong handed over the responsibility of hosting the competition to Xia Chuan and Yuan Cheng, and he himself seized the time to eat the flesh and blood of the cold beast while starting to practice.

The disastrous defeat of the Dashi camp and the terror of the cold beasts made him feel a great sense of urgency.

The Dashi camp had sixteen logging-level fighters, including two archers who never missed their target. With such a luxurious configuration, they not only failed to hunt a low-level cold beast, but also three people died.

Although this was related to their carelessness, it was an indisputable fact that the cold beasts were powerful and cunning.

Xia Hong estimated that the impact force of the snow-mane beast before its death was no less than ten thousand pounds.

A force of ten thousand pounds is the standard of digging-level combat power.

Among all the camps around Redwood Ridge, there are digging-level warriors, except for the Rogue Camp, there is also the Iron Eagle, the leader of the Iron Peak Camp.

Xia Hong looked down at the ground in the cave, held his breath, clenched his fists, and slammed them to the ground.

boom……

He now has a strength of five thousand kilograms, but with such a powerful force, when he hit the ground, it only made a not-so-loud sound.

The ground didn't move at all, only some dust was stirred up near the fist.

The so-called digging realm refers to people who have reached this realm and can use brute force to break the ground and grab underground resources.

Due to years of extremely cold weather, all the land has become extremely hard, not to mention the cave, which is entirely made of stone.

"This survival difficulty is truly hellish!"

If the land is too hard, it cannot be cultivated.

To obtain food, humans can only rely on trees outside that can survive in extremely cold environments and grow fruits, such as the ice tree.

So could we plant those trees as food and transplant them back to the camp?
Xia Hong had asked Xia Ding this question before.

The answer is no.

Because those trees must have sunlight to grow.

Sunshine only exists during the day, but the low temperature during the day is fatal to humans.

Not only is the temperature extremely low during the day, but the cold beasts also have a larger range of activities and are more violent in their temperaments. The most deadly thing is the strange monsters that may appear at any time.

A few years ago, the Rogue Camp tried to transplant the ice tree to the ground near the camp's cave.

But after a few days, the Bingshuo tree attracted a large number of cold beasts to gather, which eventually caused heavy casualties in the camp.

People then discovered that when the cold beasts could not hunt for food, they would use the crystal fruits from the ice tree to satisfy their hunger.

As a result, transplanting the ice tree becomes almost impossible.

"Not necessarily. If the camp is strong enough and not afraid of the cold beasts, it is still possible to transplant the ice tree to a place as close as possible."

The current Great Xia Camp was still a long way from this strength standard, so he was just thinking about it. Although his mind was full of thoughts, Xia Hong's training continued.

After performing four sets of long punches in a row, his animal skin clothes were almost soaked with sweat. Only then did he completely release the burning sensation that had arisen in his body after swallowing the flesh and blood of the cold beast.

However, after clenching his fists slightly and feeling the increase in strength, Xia Hong frowned slightly again.

"After breaking through to the Woodcutting Realm, my upper limit for the amount of blood and flesh of frigid beasts has also increased by two kilograms. Now I can eat seven kilograms a day, but the efficiency seems to have slowed down."

For anything, it becomes more difficult as you go up. This is an objective law.

Xia Hong naturally did not think too much about it. Just when he was about to stop practicing, Yuan Cheng and Xia Chuan, along with five people, came towards him.

"Yue Feng, Lin Kai, Qiu Peng, Lu Yang...Xu Ning."

Xia Hong just raised his head and glanced, and immediately recited the names of the five people in his mind.

Only when it came to Xu Ning did he pause.

There were only about a hundred people in the camp, and only about twenty of them were of the same age. Xia Chuan knew almost all of them.

In fact, this result was not too unexpected.

Xia Hong knew that the descendants of those logging team members would definitely win.

The reason is very simple. Compared with other people, the descendants of the logging team members had all been given the flesh and blood of cold beasts before, and their strength had a certain foundation.

And so it turned out.

Yue Feng is the son of Yue Fan, a former member of the logging team; Lin Kai is the son of Lin Yu; Qiu Peng's father is the son of Qiu Ping, the only archer in Daxia; and Lu Yang is the son of Lu Ting.

Among the five people, only Xu Ning was not a descendant of the previous logging team members.

This is also the reason why Xia Hong paused when he saw him just now.

Not being a member of the logging team means that you have never eaten cold beast meat before and have never practiced.

Under such conditions, it is not easy to be in the top five!

Xia Hong turned to look at Yuan Cheng and asked, "How many pounds of strength do they each have?"

“岳锋刚好2000、林凯1800、邱鹏1700、卢阳1500、徐宁是1100。”

Xia Hong looked at Xu Ning's eyes and they immediately lit up.

The improvement from eating the flesh and blood of a cold beast for the first time couldn't be too great, which meant that Xu Ning's basic strength was terrifying in itself.

"This kid might be able to give me some surprises."

Xu Ning obviously had an inferiority complex. Seeing Xia Hong looking at him frequently, he suddenly became nervous and dodged a few times.

Xia Hong understood. Among the five people, he was the only one who was not a descendant of a logging team member. In addition, his strength was not as good as the previous four people. It was normal for people of this age to feel inferior.

So he no longer paid much attention to it, but took out the five pieces of cold beast flesh that had already been divided from behind him and distributed them to the five people.

“From today on, I will take time out every day to teach you Changquan. You ate the flesh and blood of the cold beast before, and you used traditional methods to absorb it. According to your current physical condition, you can only absorb half a catty a day at most, or even less than half a catty.

Practicing Changquan can improve your efficiency in absorbing the blood and flesh of cold beasts, and your strength will increase faster, so if you want to become stronger quickly, you should study it carefully.

Next time, when there is cold beast flesh and blood in the camp, it will be the same as this time. Whoever is closest to the logging area will get a larger share. Do you understand?"

The five people took the cold beast meat with excited expressions. When they heard Xia Hong's instructions, they all raised their heads, their faces solemn, and answered in unison:

"Yes, leader!"

Thinking of the people in Dashi Camp, Xia Hong looked at the five people in front of him. Although he knew that the gap was still huge, he still felt more confident.

More than ten days have passed since the logging team was completely wiped out.

As the leader, he finally had his first group of small followers.

The Daxia camp also recovered a little.

(End of this chapter)