Endless Winter: My Camp Upgrades Infinitely

“Brother, it seems like there's a lot more in my head…”

Before Xia Hong could speak, Xia Chuan, who had already woken up, spoke first.

“What is it?”

Xia Chuan didn't answer, but instead, with a strange look in his eyes, he stretched out both hands, then opened his palms, closed his eyes, and seemed to be brewing something.

After a while, two balls of black gas suddenly rose from his palms.

The black gas only rotated for three or four breaths before gradually dissipating. After it dissipated, a three-inch dagger and a ball of transparent silk thread appeared in Xia Chuan's hands respectively.

“Isn't this the Wood Puppet Ghoul's stuff?”

Yuan Cheng, always quick to speak his mind, was the first to shout out with an excited expression.

Xia Hong naturally recognized that these two items belonged to the Wood Puppet Ghoul. However, he wasn't as excited as Yuan Cheng, but looked at Xia Chuan with some worry.

After seeing the dagger and silk thread in his hands, the dazed look on Xia Chuan's face completely disappeared, replaced by intense excitement, as if some idea in his mind had been verified.

“Brother, don't worry, I've obtained a great benefit, hahaha!”

After being excited for a long time, Xia Chuan raised his head, saw Xia Hong's expression, and quickly comforted him. After laughing, the excitement on his face increased rather than decreased, and he continued: “In my mind, there's a Puppet inheritance, and also a massive amount of information about various types of wood, which should all come from that Wood Puppet Ghoul!”

Inheritance, dagger, silk thread.

Xia Hong remembered the three golden lights from before and suddenly understood.

The Wood Puppet Ghoul's three tricks were puppetry, silk threads, and daggers.

No wonder Yang Ning and Li Hu were so covetous of the Wood Puppet Ghoul.

This time, Xia Chuan was probably really blessed.

If he could completely master the Wood Puppet Ghoul's three things, Xia Chuan's future growth potential would be limitless.

Yuan Cheng and the other five couldn't help but cast envious glances at Xia Chuan at this moment.

Xia Hong wasn't as excited, mainly because his understanding of ghouls was limited. However, judging from some of Yang Ning and Li Hu's reactions, the things Xia Chuan had obtained should be mostly good.

Even if there were any side effects, they should be within a controllable range.

Having figured this out, Xia Hong stopped worrying and instead told everyone to rest first.

“Alright, don't be too happy too soon. We don't know if there are any side effects yet. Let's rest first. We'll return to the camp when it gets dark tomorrow.”

It was already dawn, and everyone, tired from the whole night, didn't feel like talking much. Xia Hong took the lead, and the others followed and went to sleep.

Soon, the sound of snoring, rising and falling, echoed in the wooden house.

However, these snores were mixed with a few faint sobs.

Sitting by the coal stove, Luo Ming couldn't fall asleep.

Remembering his wife, his eldest son Luo Yun, his father Luo Feng, and the more than a thousand people who died last night, his expression was full of pain and his heart was full of self-blame.

“Father, don't be sad anymore. Cheng'er is still here, and the camp is still here. The Wood Puppet Ghoul has been destroyed, and we won't be in danger anymore!”

A slightly childish voice rang in his ears. Luo Ming turned his head and realized that his eight-year-old son, Luo Cheng, had walked to his side at some point.

Seeing the obvious tear stains on his young son's face, knowing that his young son must have cried just now, but even so, he still remembered to comfort his useless father.

Luo Ming couldn't hold back any longer and hugged his son tightly in his arms.

While feeling heartache, he couldn't help but feel extremely fortunate.

He was fortunate because he still had his youngest son, Luo Cheng, as his last hope.

It was also lucky that perhaps young children were not easy to disguise. The Wood Puppet Ghoul had killed adults in the wooden house earlier, but many children had survived. His youngest son, Luo Cheng, was one of them.

“Cheng'er, Father swears that I won't let anything happen to you again. I will definitely not let anything happen to you again. I want to see you marry and have children, and live a long life.”

Luo Ming hugged his youngest son and spoke slowly. These words seemed to be spoken to himself, and also to his dead wife and eldest son, his expression full of determination.

… … … … … …

The daytime was only four hours long, and everyone who had been tired all night naturally fell asleep easily.

As night fell, everyone woke up one after another.

However, as soon as they woke up, everyone discovered that there were five leather bags neatly placed next to the coal stove, and Luo Ming was standing beside the bags.

“Five leaders, please come over here!”

Looking at the shape of the bags, Xia Hong immediately knew what was inside, but he didn't say anything. He just followed Hong Gang and the other four to Luo Ming's side.

Seeing the five people walk up to him, Luo Ming didn't say a word, but first bowed respectfully to the five people, his expression sincere:

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“This time, the Rogue Camp has suffered a disaster. Thank you five leaders for your righteous help. Luo is extremely grateful. If it weren't for the five leaders bringing people to help, I'm afraid our camp's casualties would have been even more tragic. There isn't much cold beast meat, but please accept it as a token of respect from everyone in the camp!”

Xia Hong didn't react much. The other four looked down at the cold beast meat, and obvious desire appeared on their faces, but none of them stepped forward to accept it.

The four looked at each other a few times, and finally Hong Gang, who was always quick to speak his mind, stood up and shook his head, saying: “Leader Luo, although we want this cold beast meat, to be honest, the four of us didn't really help much this time. As the saying goes, one shouldn't accept rewards without merit. The four of us will pass.”

After saying that, he changed his tone and continued: “The only one who really helped a lot was Leader Xia. If it weren't for him notifying us in advance at Redwood Ridge, I'm afraid the Wood Puppet Ghoul would have killed everyone in your camp before we even knew it.

In the subsequent battle in the valley, it was also thanks to Leader Xia's congealed fire oil, otherwise, whether we could be standing here would be another matter.

So, if you want to thank someone, thank Leader Xia alone!”

The other three leaders nodded in agreement, obviously sharing the same attitude as Hong Gang.

Luo Ming smiled gently, first showing a grateful expression to Xia Hong, and then raised his head to look at Hong Gang and the other four, shaking his head and saying: “Leader Xia should be thanked, but the four of you are the same. Not to mention tonight's matter, but some time ago, the four of you gave me face and sent people to cooperate with Yang and Li. Luo also remembers the four of your kindness. Leader Xia should accept this cold beast meat, and the four of you must also accept it.”

After saying that, he directly picked up the bags and handed them to the five people one by one.

Xia Hong nodded and didn't act pretentious. He stepped forward and took the bag that Luo Ming handed over. He had also risked his life this night, so he naturally deserved this little bit of cold beast meat.

There were about a thousand pounds of cold beast meat in each bag, so five bags would be five thousand pounds, which was quite a large sum.

Seeing that the five had accepted the cold beast meat, a smile finally appeared on Luo Ming's face. He then nodded to Shang Ping and then said: “As Leader Hong said, it's all thanks to Xia Hong tonight. If it weren't for his advance notice, the Rogue Camp probably wouldn't have been able to save these hundred or so people.

Later, when dealing with the Wood Puppet Ghoul, if it weren't for his congealed fire oil, let alone saving people, I'm afraid I, Luo Ming, wouldn't have survived either.

Therefore, Luo has specially prepared a great gift for the Great Xia Camp, and I hope Brother Xia Hong will accept it with a smile!”

As soon as Luo Ming's voice fell, Shang Ping, Li Baihe, and Xu Kang each carried a leather bag and happened to walk up to Xia Hong.

Bang… Bang… Bang…

The three bags landed on the ground, making three loud noises in succession.

“Leader Xia, you won't be able to find coal and iron mines for a while. There are a total of five thousand pounds of coal and four thousand pounds of iron in these three bags. Please accept them!”

Upon hearing this, Hong Gang and the others glanced at the three bags and couldn't help but swallow. Then, they looked up at Luo Ming, their faces full of shock.

Even Xia Hong couldn't help but look up at Luo Ming, somewhat in disbelief.