Endless Winter: My Camp Upgrades Infinitely

Luo Ming's willingness to return with Xia Hong indicated an initial level of trust.

In truth, Xia Hong needed only this much trust.

All he wanted was for Luo Ming to see the camp for himself.

If nothing had happened to Rogue Camp, that would be best, and he hoped it was so.

As they traveled, Xia Hong questioned Luo Ming, and after careful inquiry, he learned the reason for Li Hu's animosity towards him.

Hong Mu's earlier remarks had already angered Li Hu to the point of hitting someone, and coincidentally, Xia Hong brought up the matter of being tricked by the wooden puppet four times.

It turned out that his words had struck a nerve.

However, Xia Hong shook his head, feeling a hint of disdain for Li Hu.

Before coming here, upon hearing of the hundred-thousand-strong Beishuo Town, Xia Hong had some expectations for Yang Li and Li Hu, who hailed from there.

After all, the more powerful individuals there were, the safer the human environment would be, and the higher the level of civilization should be. In the cruel world of the Ice Abyss, such a place should be equivalent to a human beacon.

People who came from the beacon should be exceptional as well.

But after hearing Luo Ming's description, it was clear that this was not the case.

This Li Hu was not only petty, irritable, and easily angered, but also looked down on others, arrogant and full of bad habits.

Of course, Xia Hong did not think that everyone in Beishuo Town was like this. For example, Luo Ming clearly had a good impression of Yang Ning and praised him.

"It seems that even if the world is different, human nature remains the same. The principle that different kinds of people are nurtured in the same environment applies everywhere.

It is normal for a large gathering place like Beishuo Town, with over a hundred thousand people, to have both good and bad individuals."

This could be considered Xia Hong dispelling the mystique of the so-called Beishuo Town in advance.

"Headman Xia, are you at the Earth Digging Realm level of cultivation?"

Luo Ming asked this question with a tone of shock.

After running through the snow for so long, he now realized that unlike the other Lumbering Realm cultivators who were lagging behind by a hundred meters, Xia Hong had been by his side the entire time.

The improvement in basic strength represented a comprehensive enhancement of physical fitness, and the control over all aspects of power had also risen to a higher level. The speed of running in the snow was far from comparable to the Lumbering Realm.

The fact that he could keep up with him naturally meant that he had also broken through to the Earth Digging Realm.

Xia Hong did not hide it and simply nodded.

Looking at Xia Hong's face, which was young beyond belief, Luo Ming gasped, and the shock in his heart even turned into suspicion.

It wasn't that he had never seen such a young Earth Digging Realm cultivator. Not to mention those far away, Yang Ning and Li Hu were two ready examples. The problem was that in the vicinity of Redwood Ridge, especially in a small camp like Great Xia, it was absolutely impossible for one to appear.

No matter how talented Xia Hong was, he could not overcome the hurdle of the cold beast meat.

Even if his Rogue Camp had a steady income of cold beast meat over the years, they could not cultivate such a young Earth Digging Realm cultivator.

"Could this Xia Hong be an impersonation by the wooden puppet?"

The thought rose in Luo Ming's mind, and he looked back at Xia Chuan, Yuan Cheng, and the other six Lumbering Realm cultivators who were also unbelievably young. Then, he looked at Xia Hong, and his eyes immediately became wary.

Seeing the change in Luo Ming's expression, Xia Hong immediately realized what he was thinking. Although he felt somewhat helpless, he still admired Luo Ming's vigilance.

It had to be said that if his group were replaced by others, it would be understandable for Luo Ming to suspect the wooden puppet.

"Headman Luo, don't overthink it. Let's return to the camp first. I am ninety percent certain that your camp has already met with disaster!"

In order to avoid unnecessary complications, Xia Hong still spoke up, which could be considered a preemptive warning to Luo Ming.

Luo Ming naturally understood his meaning. His expression changed slightly, and his pace quickened.

Soon, the two of them arrived ahead of time at the entrance of the valley where Rogue Camp was located. The group behind them was not far away and followed.

Finding that the pile of rubble and wood at the valley entrance was the same as when he had left, without any changes, Luo Ming breathed a sigh of relief.

But it was only temporary. Luo Ming quickly went around the pile of rubble from the left and found the large round log blocking the entrance in a pile of rotten wood.

The round log was more than five meters in diameter and more than fifty meters long. It was also the heaviest Gold-Frost Tree. Usually, it took several people to pull it out, but Luo Ming had the strength of the Earth Digging Realm, so he could do it alone.

However, Xia Hong saw that he was struggling a bit and stepped forward to help pull it out.

The other three Earth Digging Realm cultivators from Rogue Camp also came over.

With five Earth Digging Realm cultivators working together, no matter how heavy the round log was, it was no match for them.

Thump... ... ... ...

The round log was pulled straight out and smashed to the ground with a loud noise.

But as soon as the sound rang out, the expressions of Xia Hong, Luo Ming, and everyone else present changed instantly.

It was because on the end of the round log leading to the inside of the camp, there were six bloody arms hanging, and next to the arms, there was a large area of minced meat and blood.

"Something has happened, quickly follow me in!"

Luo Ming almost roared these words. His face was covered with horror, and he rushed into the cave in one stride.

The twenty-eight Earth Digging and Lumbering Realm cultivators from Rogue Camp behind him also had drastic changes in their expressions, and they followed him in.

Xia Hong's expression also changed drastically, but he did not rush in rashly. Instead, he took out a piece of solidified oil from his arms and handed it to Xia Chuan.

"Chuan, don't go in. Use solidified oil to smear the outside of the cave, then hold the rest and guard here. No matter who comes out, directly greet his face."

"Understood, Headman!"

"The rest of you, quickly follow me in."

After speaking, Xia Hong also led Yuan Cheng, Yue Feng, and the other five people in.

In fact, when he saw the six bloody arms, Xia Hong already had a guess in his mind about the tragic situation inside the camp.

But when he truly stepped into the interior of Rogue Camp at that moment.

His scalp still couldn't stop tingling.

Corpses littered the field... ...

Everywhere the eye could see was corpses, and every step was stained with blood.

The strong stench seemed to have gathered into a mist, floating in the valley.

Severed limbs and broken arms were everywhere, and yellowish-white minced meat was everywhere.

None of the corpses lying on the ground were intact.

Some had half their heads chopped off, some were split in two at the waist, some had their legs cut off and were still struggling to crawl on the ground... ... ... ...

These people were of all ages, even including infants who were crying for food. It was just that the vitality of those infants was obviously not as tenacious as that of adults. Some were beaten into piles of rotten meat by heavy blows, while others were cut into several pieces by sharp weapons.

The entire valley was filled with weak weeping and wailing, but there was not a single healthy living person to be seen on the ground.

"Ah... ... ... ... ..."

Horror, grief, anger, self-blame, madness, disbelief... ...

Countless emotions mixed together, Luo Ming's piercing long howl instantly pierced the valley and resounded through the clouds.

Xia Hong took a deep breath, looked at Luo Ming and his group ahead, and a trace of sympathy flashed in his eyes.

It was unclear what others could hear from Luo Ming's long howl.

But he only heard a strong sense of pain and despair.

It was exactly the same as Shi Qing, who had previously witnessed the massacre of the camp with his own eyes.