Endless Winter: My Camp Upgrades Infinitely

Xia Hong gave Xia Chuan a look and quietly handed him a hand axe.

Then, he walked to the front and said to the two Xia Dings:

"Father, my brother and I can't tell who is real and who is fake. Can we each take one side and get closer to take a closer look before making a decision?"

"Okay, come!"

The two Xia Dings agreed in unison, obviously very confident.

Xia Hong took a deep breath, patted his younger brother Xia Chuan, signaling him to go to the left, while he walked to the Xia Ding on the right.

The two brothers walked at almost the same pace, reaching the two Xia Dings at almost the same time.

Xia Hong widened his eyes, looking back and forth at the Xia Ding on the right who had come back later, as if he wasn't looking carefully enough, and even went around behind him to look.

Xia Ding's face was full of sincerity, and his expression was confident, allowing Xia Hong to go behind him, even sticking out his chest to let him see more clearly.

However, the moment he stood behind him, Xia Hong's eyes were instantly stained with a layer of blood, and his expression changed to ferocious in an instant.

"Do it!"

A roar startled everyone.

Xia Hong and Xia Chuan both raised their hand axes and slammed them down on the "Xia Ding" in front of them.

Bang…

The hand axe and the head collided violently. It should have been a scene of brains splattering and extreme bloodshed.

But in reality, Xia Chuan's hand axe hadn't even landed on Xia Ding's head before it was caught by the other party's bare hands.

Xia Hong, after all, was stronger than him, and his hand axe hit Xia Ding's head.

It solidly split the head in two.

However, the terrifying thing was that there was no yellow or white matter coming out of Xia Ding's head. Instead, it was like wood being split in the middle, with the split still connected to the neck.

Even more terrifying was that even with his head split open like that, "Xia Ding's" eyes were still moving, looking at Xia Hong in front of him with interest, even with a smile on his face.

It was just that the smile looked sinister no matter how you looked at it.

"Chuan, retreat!"

Xia Hong didn't even have time to pull out the stone axe, shouted at Xia Chuan on the other side, and retreated violently towards the camp's crowd.

Hearing this, Xia Chuan also hurriedly withdrew, abandoning the stone axe and retreating to the rear.

Everyone in the camp had just been frightened by the brothers' actions. Seeing the appearance of "Xia Ding" at this moment, how could they not understand?

The Xia Ding on the right who came back later must be fake.

What about the one on the left?

Why did Xia Chuan sneak attack? Was he also fake?

Just as everyone was wondering, the Xia Ding on the left moved.

He walked to the Xia Ding on the right, reached into the middle of the split head, gently stroked it twice, then pressed both hands on both sides and pressed them together.

The split head miraculously came back together.

Not only that, but that "Xia Ding" even twisted his neck, then turned his head and stared at Xia Hong, who was standing in front of the camp, with a sinister smile.

This strange scene made everyone in the camp couldn't help but feel chills in their hearts.

The Xia Ding on the left stood up and spoke to Xia Hong.

"Interesting, interesting. My two works are exactly the same as your father, and I don't think I've revealed any flaws. How did you two see through it?"

His voice seemed to be made by the friction of wood chips, hoarse, ear-piercing, and strange.

"Assuming that one of you is real and one is fake, then the fake one definitely wouldn't know so much about us and our father, but both of you know everything, so…"

Xia Hong paused here, his expression becoming a little gloomy.

Of course, Xia Ding couldn't have said everything.

This monster could know so much about the camp and Xia Ding.

There was only one possibility.

"Hehehe, you're quite smart. That Xia Ding was running away in the opposite direction of your camp before he died, trying to lure me away. It seems he cares about you people!"

"I'll kill you!"

Xia Chuan, who was next to him, received the news of his father Xia Ding's death from the monster's mouth, and immediately lost control, rushing towards the monster with his bare hands.

Xia Hong was quick-witted and quickly stopped him.

"Calm down!"

It would be a lie to say that Xia Hong wasn't sad at all.

The problem was that there was no time to be sad at all.

The two "Xia Dings" had already surrounded them, and the twenty-four lumberjacks followed behind them expressionlessly, obviously intending to attack.

"Everyone, fighting desperately is the only way to survive!"

Xia Hong didn't hesitate and rushed forward with a roar.

Although he said that, Xia Hong wasn't confident in his heart.

Twenty-six lumberjack-level combatants, and more than two hundred people in the camp, even if they fought desperately, the hope wasn't very great.

What's more, he knew nothing about the monster that could transform into Xia Ding.

The other party definitely had more than just the ability to transform.

Could it be that he was going to die just one month after transmigrating?

The answer was already out.

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The people in the camp did rush up with him like a tsunami.

But the two "Xia Dings" killed almost one person with one punch.

In a short while, they had killed at least twenty people.

Blood splattered, and wailing rose everywhere.

In a little while, the entire cave was filled with a strong bloody smell.

Bang…

Xia Hong was kicked away and slammed into the cave wall, reverse blood spurting from his mouth.

Looking at the bloody slaughter in the cave, a strong sense of despair rose in his heart.

In the month since he transmigrated, he thought he had been diligent and studious, always thinking about how to improve his strength.

Because whether it was his father Xia Ding or the previous members of the logging team, they were constantly reminding him that the outside world was very dangerous.

But as his strength steadily increased and the peaceful life in the cave, he gradually felt that this was just a slightly colder other world.

It wasn't until this moment that he truly realized:

The danger of this world was far beyond imagination.

His self-proclaimed efforts were not worth mentioning in front of the monster.

"Bro… save… me…"

Xia Chuan's hoarse and low whimper entered his ears.

Xia Hong turned his head to look, and his eyes were instantly about to split, and the anger in his heart was soaring.

That "Xia Ding" had an abusive smile on his face, strangling Xia Chuan's neck and pressing him against the wall.

As if he had some playful thoughts, he deliberately reduced some strength, not breaking Xia Chuan's neck all at once, but slowly increasing the strength, making Xia Chuan more and more suffocated and painful.

In the month since he transmigrated to this world, because his father Xia Ding was often away and only came back at night, and even when he came back, he didn't talk to him much.

Therefore, Xia Hong's feelings for Xia Ding were not very deep.

On the contrary, he valued his younger brother Xia Chuan, who he lived with day and night, more.

The monster's hand was getting stronger and stronger, Xia Chuan's throat was constantly being squeezed, blood gradually oozing from his eyes, ears, mouth, and nose, and his expression was becoming more and more ferocious.

At this moment, Xia Hong no longer had the fear of death, only the pain of his own incompetence and the strong desire for power.

If only he could be a little stronger, a little stronger…

The slaughter in the cave was still continuing, and there were already fifty or sixty corpses lying on the ground.

Many people had already frantically ran out of the cave, but their speed and strength were far inferior to the enemy, and they were often killed before they reached the entrance of the cave.

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At this moment, a voice entered his mind.

Xia Hong felt that in his two lives, he had never heard such a beautiful voice.