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[Please Follow and Support!]","endless-winter-my-camp-infinitely-upgrades-chapter-4",4,"\u003Cp>Xia Hong gave Xia Chuan a glance and quietly handed him a hand axe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he stepped to the front and spoke to the two Xia Dings:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Father, my brother and I cannot tell which of you is real—could we each approach one of you closely, examine you carefully, and then decide?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine, come closer!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both Xia Dings answered in unison, clearly confident.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Hong took a deep breath, patted his younger brother Xia Chuan, signaled him to go left, and walked toward the Xia Ding on the right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two brothers moved in step, arriving before the two Xia Dings almost simultaneously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Hong widened his eyes, scanning the right-hand Xia Ding—from head to toe, back and forth—as if not seeing clearly enough, he circled behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Ding’s face was full of sincerity, his expression utterly confident; he let Xia Hong circle behind him, even straightened his posture to make it easier to inspect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet the moment Xia Hong stood behind him, his eyes instantly turned crimson, his expression twisting into something monstrous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Attack!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The roar startled everyone into stillness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Hong and Xia Chuan both raised their hand axes and brought them down hard upon the “Xia Ding” before each of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The axe met the skull—ideally, brains should have splattered, the scene horrifically bloody.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Xia Chuan’s axe never even reached Xia Ding’s head; the man caught it bare-handed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Hong, stronger than his brother, struck true—his axe cleaved through Xia Ding’s skull.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It split the head cleanly in two.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet terrifyingly, no yellow or white matter spilled out—instead, the head split like wood, the halves still connected at the neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>More horrifying still, despite having his skull split open, the “Xia Ding” kept his eyes moving, studying Xia Hong with morbid curiosity, even smiling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But that smile looked utterly sinister.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Chuan, retreat!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Hong didn’t even have time to pull his axe free—he shouted to Xia Chuan across the way and bolted backward toward the camp crowd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Chuan heard him and immediately pulled back, abandoning his axe entirely, retreating to the rear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone in the camp had been stunned by the brothers’ actions; now seeing the “Xia Ding’s” appearance, they understood at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Xia Ding who returned later—was definitely fake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What about the one on the left?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why did Xia Chuan attack? Was he fake too?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the crowd hesitated in shock, the left Xia Ding moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped before the right Xia Ding, reached into the split skull, gently stroked twice, then pressed both halves together with his hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The split skull magically sealed itself shut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worse still, the “Xia Ding” twisted his neck, then turned to fix his gaze on Xia Hong standing before the camp crowd—and smiled, sinisterly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This eerie spectacle sent chills through everyone in the camp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The left Xia Ding stepped forward and spoke to Xia Hong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fascinating, fascinating—my two creations are identical to your father, and I left no flaws. How did you two figure it out?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice sounded like wood shavings grinding together—raspy, grating, unnatural.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If one of you is real and one is fake, the fake one couldn’t possibly know so much about you and your father—but you both know everything, so…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Hong fell silent, his expression darkening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Ding could never have revealed all this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This wraith knew so much about the camp—and about Xia Ding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was only one possibility.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heheheh, clever. That Xia Ding was fleeing away from your camp when he died, trying to lure me off—seems he cared deeply for you all!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll kill you!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside him, Xia Chuan, hearing from the wraith that his father Xia Ding was dead, lost control—he charged bare-fisted straight at the wraith.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Hong reacted instantly, blocking him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stay calm!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Xia Hong felt no pain inside, that would be a lie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But right now, there was no time to grieve.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both “Xia Dings” had closed in, and the twenty-four lumbermen stood expressionless behind them—clearly preparing to attack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Everyone, fight for your lives!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Hong didn’t hesitate—he roared and charged forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he spoke these words, Xia Hong had no real hope.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Twenty-six lumber-level fighters—against two hundred-plus in the camp—even if they fought to the death, their chances were slim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worse still, he knew nothing about the wraith that could mimic Xia Ding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It surely had more abilities than just transformation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was he really going to die just a month after being reborn?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The answer was clear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The camp folk did indeed surge forward with him like a tidal wave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the two “Xia Dings” crushed them—one punch, one corpse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In moments, at least twenty men lay dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blood sprayed, screams rose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, the entire cave reeked of thick, cloying blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Hong was kicked hard, slamming into the cave wall—blood gushed from his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching the slaughter inside the cave, despair welled up in his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the month since his rebirth, he had studied tirelessly, always thinking how to grow stronger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because whether it was his father Xia Ding or the former lumbermen, they constantly reminded him: the outside world was deadly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet as his strength steadily grew, and life inside the cave remained peaceful, he’d slowly come to believe this was merely a colder version of another world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only now did he truly realize:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The danger of this world far exceeded his imagination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His efforts, which he’d considered so diligent, meant nothing before the wraith.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother… save… me…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Chuan’s hoarse, broken whimper reached his ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Hong turned his head—and his eyes burned with rage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The “Xia Ding” wore a cruel smile, gripping Xia Chuan’s throat tightly, pinning him against the wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if amused, he deliberately held back—refusing to snap the neck outright, instead slowly increasing pressure, letting Xia Chuan choke and writhe in agony.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since arriving in this world a month ago, his father Xia Ding was often away, returning only at night, and even then spoke little to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So Xia Hong’s feelings toward Xia Ding were never deep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But for his younger brother Xia Chuan, whom he’d lived with every day, his bond ran far deeper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wraith’s grip tightened further—Xia Chuan’s throat crushed, blood seeped from his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth, his face contorting in torment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, Xia Hong felt no fear of death—only fury at his own weakness, and a burning, desperate hunger for power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If only I were stronger… just a little stronger…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The massacre in the cave continued—over fifty or sixty bodies now lay on the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many had gone mad, fleeing toward the cave entrance—but their speed and strength were nothing compared to the enemy’s; they were cut down before reaching the exit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Encountered catastrophic destruction. Camp system rebuilding. Awarded: Basic Structure—Small Firepit. Please check your inventory.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, a voice echoed in his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Hong, having lived two lives, had never heard a sound so beautiful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1158,"2026-06-19T20:30:15.201Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","890aec7164533c763ded1561809773f48dd8ba7e1e49a5835523777676d2139e","endless-winter-my-camp-infinitely-upgrades-chapter-5","endless-winter-my-camp-infinitely-upgrades-chapter-3",521,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fendless-winter-my-camp-infinitely-upgrades-cover.jpg"]