[{"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-60":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},2266486,4425,"Chapter 60: Reveal the True Form","endless-winter-my-camp-infinitely-upgrades-chapter-60",60,"\u003Cp>\"Thank you, Head Xia!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Ming took the congealed fire oil, his face instantly lighting up with joy; he quickly ordered Shan Ping and the other two to take the front line, prepared the congealed fire oil, then fixed his gaze on the giant puppet’s arm—immediately understanding Xia Hong’s intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Hong handed the congealed fire oil to him, then turned toward the western side of the valley, seeing the desperate state of the camps of Da Chuan and the other three families; he immediately shouted to the six men behind him—Yuan Cheng—and charged toward them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuan Cheng and Yue Feng and the other six had managed to survive in that crack between the rocks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed he arrived just in time, but in truth, luck played the greater part.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, they had only just broken through the Woodcutting Realm; not even the men from Luo Ge’s camp, let alone those from Da Chuan, Huang Zhao, and the other three camps, were anywhere near their strength.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Leaving aside its power, the giant puppet’s sheer size was enormous, its attack range covering vast ground; combined with its terrifying strength, nearly every inch of the valley was now a killing zone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The giant puppet’s remaining three limbs: its left arm blocked all the Woodcutting Realm cultivators of Luo Ge’s camp on the valley’s right side; its two colossal, pillar-like legs relentlessly stomped on the Woodcutting Realm cultivators of Da Chuan and the other three camps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Earlier, when they were trapped in the wooden huts, all five camps outside had suffered casualties.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Ge’s camp fared better—they still had three or four iron tools, enough to hold off for a while;\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the other four camps were not so lucky: their strength was slightly weaker, and they had not a single iron tool; in just this short time, seven had died, leaving only sixteen alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These sixteen survivors were still struggling desperately beneath the giant puppet’s feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud…………\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Old Huang, hasn’t the gate opened yet?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hong Gang barely dodged the giant puppet’s right foot with his son, retreating sideways while turning to yell urgently at Huang Yong behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were all on the western side of the valley, near the gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huang Yong, along with five others, was moving the boulders blocking the gate; hearing Hong Gang’s desperate cry, he didn’t dare stop his work, only shouted back: \"The rocks are too big and too many—we can’t move them all in a moment! Hold on a little longer!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Hong Gang seized a moment to look back; he saw only half the rubble had been cleared, and despair rose instantly in his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the four wooden huts merged into this giant puppet, realizing none of them together could match its power, they immediately scattered: Luo Ge’s camp chose the left side, Xia’s six men chose the right, while he, Huang Yong, and the other three camps chose this exit—the western side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This choice made sense: with the giant puppet’s terrifying power, staying in the valley meant certain death; running straight for the exit was clearly safer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the moment they ran, the giant puppet guessed their intent and smashed a fist into the mountain above the valley mouth; countless rocks tumbled down, completely sealing the entrance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their hope of direct escape was shattered; though desperate, they quickly devised a plan: split into two groups—he and Lu He would lead others to distract the giant puppet’s legs, while Huang Yong and Chen Ying led five others to clear the rubble from the entrance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The plan was sound, but in practice, they realized just how difficult it was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The giant puppet was too powerful: originally sixteen men, including himself, were assigned to distract it, but in moments six had died; now only ten remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After so long, only half the entrance had been cleared, and they’d already lost six men; by the time the exit was open, they’d likely all be dead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No—something must be done.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, call Huang Yong and his seven men back—fight the giant puppet head-on!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Father!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His son Hong Mu’s loud warning snapped Hong Gang out of his daze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked up sharply—the giant puppet’s massive right foot was now descending directly over his head, its violent force crushing the air above, terrifying in its sheer might.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Despair flashed across Hong Gang’s eyes—this foot would crush him just like the six who died before, turning him to pulp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Move aside, Father!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the last instant, his son Hong Mu dashed in from the side and shoved him five meters away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fool! Who told you to save me… Mu’er!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he even hit the ground, Hong Gang roared in anger, blaming his son for trying to save him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But as he watched the giant puppet’s foot descend toward his son, his face twisted into terror; his fury vanished instantly, replaced by heartbreak as he screamed his son’s name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud…………\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The giant puppet’s foot descended without hesitation, nearly touching the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This stomp didn’t just shake the surrounding earth—it crushed Hong Gang’s heart into pieces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah………… Mu’er…………\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In all his years, Hong Gang’s greatest pride had been his son, Hong Mu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At twenty-four, a Woodcutting Realm cultivator—he was among the best in all the camps around Hongmu Ridge; most of that was because Hong Gang had abandoned his own cultivation, giving every scrap of cold-beast meat to his son first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This son, nurtured so carefully, now died before his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His grief was unimaginable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Father, I’m fine!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A voice from beneath the giant puppet’s foot stunned Hong Gang—he couldn’t believe it; but as he looked up, his sorrow instantly turned to overwhelming joy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The giant puppet had split off a portion of its foot and retracted its leg.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The detached portion now burned spontaneously on the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thud…………\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The wooden fragment was pushed aside from below; two figures appeared before Hong Gang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Hong Mu was only spitting blood but still alive, Hong Gang’s face lit up with joy; he then turned to the man beside him holding a knife and bowed solemnly:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Head Xia, I owe you my life—I won’t speak thanks, but from now on, command me, and I will die without hesitation!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Realizing Xia Hong didn’t know him, Hong Gang quickly added:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am Hong Gang, head of Da Chuan camp.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The one who saved Hong Mu was, of course, Xia Hong, who had just rushed over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Hong waved his hand at Hong Gang, smiling bitterly: \"Whether there’s a ‘from now on’ is still uncertain—I didn’t come here to save him. No need to thank me, Head Hong.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hong Gang knew this wasn’t the time for talk; he said nothing, only stepped forward to bring his son over, his eyes still brimming with gratitude toward Xia Hong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Xia Hong’s attention was now entirely fixed on the giant wooden puppet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn’t come here to save Hong Mu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wasn’t that noble—he wouldn’t risk his life for a stranger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His target was the giant wooden puppet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he charged over, he noticed the giant puppet, whose right arm he had severed, now had only its two legs and left arm—and its movements were slightly distorted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This made him realize: damaging key joints of the giant puppet’s limbs might indirectly disrupt the puppet’s control; so he’d rushed beneath its foot, using the residual congealed fire oil on his blade to disrupt its balance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saving Hong Mu was merely incidental.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As expected, the outcome matched his prediction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the giant puppet detached part of its foot, its legs became even more uncoordinated; its stomping motion twisted, its power greatly diminished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the other side, Luo Ming, having received the congealed fire oil, seized this opportunity precisely; just as Xia Hong had done, he climbed up the giant puppet’s left arm, found its thinnest section, and slashed it clean through in one fluid motion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The severed left arm still showed faint transparent white threads.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These threads, touched by the congealed fire oil on Luo Ming’s blade, burst into sparks, spraying in all directions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The giant puppet, already unbalanced from Xia Hong’s destruction of its right foot, now staggered wildly as its left arm was severed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Ming would not miss this chance—he sprinted along the unbroken part of the left arm toward the giant puppet’s head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just before reaching its head, he hurled the last of his congealed fire oil at the puppet’s face, then swung his greatsword in pursuit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The congealed fire oil shattered on impact, splattering the giant wooden puppet’s face; flames erupted instantly, and as Luo Ming’s blade plunged into its skull, the fire surged deep inside its cranium.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah…………\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A faint, aged cry of fury echoed from above the valley.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xia Hong looked up—his gaze instantly turned grave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though aged, that voice—the dry, rasping, grating sound of wood scraping—was all too familiar to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Puppet Demon had finally revealed its true form!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1491,"2026-06-19T20:30:15.201Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","1f6162eea67754ce197bad64de9e7e9497ec8661529848c79b6e09020a4a4cf9","endless-winter-my-camp-infinitely-upgrades-chapter-61","endless-winter-my-camp-infinitely-upgrades-chapter-59",521,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fendless-winter-my-camp-infinitely-upgrades-cover.jpg"]