[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-endless-winter-my-camp-infinitely-upgrades":3,"chapter-endless-winter-my-camp-infinitely-upgrades-endless-winter-my-camp-infinitely-upgrades-chapter-57":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Endless Winter: My Camp Infinitely Upgrades",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2266483,4425,"Chapter 57: Intermediate Level?","endless-winter-my-camp-infinitely-upgrades-chapter-57",57,"\u003Cp>Xia Hong had experienced the hardness of Jinlin wood before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though harder than Zhu Shuang wood, it still couldn’t withstand the force of over ten thousand jin in the Digging Earth realm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover, this wooden house wasn’t made from a single tree, nor did it have a layer of frozen crystal coating like the Jinlin trees at Hongmu Ridge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Ming had broken through to the Digging Earth realm years ago; his strength was certainly more than ten thousand jin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So with this slash, the wooden door should have shattered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But what actually happened left Xia Hong and Shang Ping and the others stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a crack, Luo Ming’s blade did cut through the door, leaving a half-meter-long gash—but only a gash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How is this possible?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Luo Ming himself couldn’t believe it, involuntarily asking aloud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before anyone could react, the entire wooden house began to shake violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if wounded by Luo Ming’s strike, after the violent trembling, the gash slowly closed as the surrounding wood crept inward, healing itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the gap sealed, Xia Hong accidentally caught a glimpse of the outside and immediately shouted to Yuan Cheng and the others beyond:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Look behind you—those four wooden houses have come alive! Be careful!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not just the house they were trapped in, but the other four wooden houses they’d seen collapsed upon entering the camp were now slowly rising and standing upright—clearly, like theirs, they’d been transformed into mobile puppets by the Wood Puppet Demon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gap in the wooden house sealed completely, and Xia Hong could no longer see outside; his anxiety deepened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Ming also noticed the situation outside; there were over twenty Woodcutting realm men still outside their camp, and he was even more desperate than Xia Hong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After his first slash failed to break the door, he quickly pulled back his great blade and slashed five or six more times—but no matter how many gaps he carved, the door healed itself at incredible speed, just as before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They simply couldn’t get out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And precisely at this moment, the fifteen rooms that had been closed suddenly erupted like a tidal wave, spilling out a massive crowd of people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No—more accurately, some ran, some crawled…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Father, my neck’s about to break, save me, save me!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Leader, save my son—he’s been cut below the waist!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bai He, Bai He, is that you back? My eyes were plucked out, my legs cut off—go see my son, he’s still alive!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wu wu wu wu, Father, save me, my head was split open, it hurts, it hurts, Father, save me…………”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>………………\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the scene outside upon entering the camp could still be called a mountain of corpses and rivers of blood,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>then what stood before them now was true Nine You  Hell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Five or six hundred people were all rushing toward them in madness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These people ran forward while screaming for help.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first half of them, though faces twisted with terror, still had mostly intact bodies—some even held weapons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The vast majority behind them crawled along the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without exception, all were missing limbs: some without arms, some without limbs, some without lower bodies, some missing half their torso, some with half their skull severed, others reduced to just heads and torsos, struggling to crawl…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wooden house space, moments ago perfectly normal, now reeked of blood as the crowd poured out, the ground awash in rivers of crimson.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Wood Puppet Demon had somehow contained five or six hundred people within these small rooms—silent, odorless, without a single disturbance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though shocked by the horrifying sight, Xia Hong quickly realized the Wood Puppet Demon’s methods were growing stronger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could it have already advanced to Intermediate level?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If so, none of them would survive today!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Hong snapped back to reality, saw Luo Ming and the other three rushing forward to intercept those emerging from the rooms, and yanked Luo Ming back, shouting to Shang Ping and the others:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t go near them—they may not even be human!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then what do we do? Just stand by and do nothing?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Ming, though restrained, roared in fury, his emotions completely out of control.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not just Luo Ming—Shang Ping and the other three were the same.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because those pouring and crawling out of the rooms were their comrades, their family—some were their wives, children, even parents.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tell me, how could they remain calm?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Hong naturally understood their anguish; he said nothing more, but swiftly pulled a lump of Ninghuo oil from his sleeve and smeared it over his own hands and those of the four men, as well as their weapons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is Ninghuo oil—it ignites on contact with a demon. You can save them, but stay alert: anyone controlled by the Puppet Demon will burst into flame if touched by this oil!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The desperate Luo Ming and the others had no time to listen to Xia Hong’s explanation—they merely nodded and rushed forward to meet their crying relatives.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In truth, they didn’t even need to move—by the time Xia Hong finished applying the oil, the crowd had already surged within five or six meters of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wu’er, how are you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m fine, Father, save Mother—she’s behind me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first to reach them was Shang Ping’s son, Shang Wu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing his son’s limbs intact and body whole, Shang Ping exhaled in relief, pulled him behind him, and frantically scanned the crowd for his wife.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Ming also spotted his eldest son, Luo Yun—and luckily, he too had all limbs and a whole body. He rushed forward, grabbed his son’s hand, and tried to pull him away from the crowd behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the moment he touched Luo Yun’s hand, the boy’s panicked expression instantly twisted into terror and savagery—and from behind his back, he whipped out a dagger and slashed violently at Luo Ming’s throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clang…………\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Ming barely raised his blade in time to block—the sheer force of the dagger sent him staggering backward two or three meters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he’d narrowly avoided the fatal strike, Luo Ming stared at his son’s face and saw only deep pain and sorrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether in behavior or strength, it was clear—the thing wearing his son’s face was not Luo Yun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Indeed, after the failed strike, the “Luo Yun” snarled with malice and lunged forward again—but after taking one step, he suddenly looked down at his arm and let out a pained roar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Huh…………huh…………ah…………”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound was hoarse, grating, inhuman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh…………\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flames erupted violently along his arm, burning with brutal ferocity, spreading like plague across his entire body in an instant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within mere breaths, the “Luo Yun” was reduced to ash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching his son’s body burn to nothing, Luo Ming showed no triumph—only deeper sorrow in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Luo Leader, no time to stand there stunned—figure out who’s real and who’s demon! The Wood Puppet Demon may still have other tricks—if we don’t act fast, more will die!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the demon-controlled Luo Yun consumed by the Ninghuo oil, Xia Hong finally exhaled—he’d feared the Wood Puppet Demon’s power had grown enough to nullify the oil’s effect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he confirmed the oil still worked as before, the sight of hundreds before him still left him shaken by the Wood Puppet Demon’s cunning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These hundreds—some were real, some were false.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was his Ninghuo oil enough?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Wood Puppet Demon had suffered from Ninghuo oil in the cave—only days ago.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And yet it had already devised a countermeasure so quickly!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What luck—just one White Gold Giant wasn’t enough, now another? Absolutely insane.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1257,"2026-06-19T20:30:15.201Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","c67147daaf2453045291cfff7b2d44ad906c5086c83acc7b94f47388317f9c30","endless-winter-my-camp-infinitely-upgrades-chapter-58","endless-winter-my-camp-infinitely-upgrades-chapter-56",521,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fendless-winter-my-camp-infinitely-upgrades-cover.jpg"]