Chapter 1, Winter World [Please collect! 】
The cold wind is raging and the sky is full of ice and snow
Under the cover of night, the towering trees covered with white snow look like white iron towers standing motionless in the wind.
To the east of Redwood Ridge, outside an inconspicuous cave.
Xia Hong assumed a traditional long fist stance. After adjusting his breathing, his eyes suddenly became sharp, and then he suddenly punched.
After all, he has a physique of 1.9 meters. Although he is not muscular, he is still tall and strong. After a set of punches, snowflakes are flying all around.
Suddenly, a young man with an immature face walked out of the cave. When he saw Xia Hong, there was obvious admiration on the young man's face.
"Brother, are you about to break through to the logging level?"
"It's coming soon, it should only take a month."
"Tsk, you are so awesome. My father said that there were only three geniuses who broke through to the logging level before the age of eighteen. Among the nine surrounding camps, you will be the fourth."
Xia Hong raised his head, revealing a delicate face that was quite inconsistent with his physique.
Seeing the admiration on his brother Xia Chuan's face, Xia Hong was relieved, but after calming down, he still shook his head slightly.
"It's nothing to break through to the logging level. There are even digging levels at Rogge's camp. That's the real powerhouse."
When Xia Chuan heard "digging level", his face suddenly showed a look of yearning.
"There are five strong diggers in Rogge's camp. I heard that they can mine thousands of kilograms of coal for the camp every day. Not only do they not need to burn wood for warmth, they can also use coal stoves to make sharp weapons, making it easy to hunt low-level cold beasts."
Xia Hong nodded slightly and said: "After all, it is a medium-sized camp with more than 500 people. If they don't have some strength, the cold beasts in Redwood Ridge will not let them live so well."
"It's a pity that my father is injured, otherwise he would be a digger-level expert by now. If we had coal in Daxia, we might have turned into a medium-sized camp long ago."
There are three recognized standards for a medium-sized camp. The first is that the population must exceed 500; the second is that there must be digger-level experts; and the third is that it can cope with the low-level cold beast tide.
The current population of the Great Summer Camp is only 239, with a logging-level combat strength of 13.
With this strength, let alone the wave of cold beasts, if a slightly stronger mid-level cold beast comes, everyone in the camp will be reduced to food rations.
"Roger Camp is too stingy. It would be great if you would sell us some coal."
"Coal can not only be used for heating and making iron, but it can also be used as equivalent to exchange for high-end materials at the giant camp. Camp Rogge doesn't have enough for itself, so it won't be willing to sell it to us. Besides, we are such a small camp, and we can't get it. Give them something good in exchange.”
More importantly, once the other camps around Redwood Ridge also have coal, the security and weapons advantages of Camp Rogge will no longer exist.
The security advantage can absorb the population, and the weapon advantage ensures military crushing. With these two advantages, Rogge Camp is the well-deserved king in the Redwood Ridge area. Selling coal to other camps is a waste of martial arts.
As a time traveler, Xia Hong naturally takes a longer view than Xia Chuan.
After traveling through time a month ago, from the panic at the beginning to the indifference now, Xia Hongzhong was greatly shocked.
This world is full of crises.
The crisis does not only stem from the special species called the cold beast.
And the climate, and all kinds of things that were unheard of.
In this world, there is only winter and no four seasons.
And the cold winter temperatures here are far more terrifying than those on Blue Star.
According to Xia Hong's unprofessional estimate, the temperature at night was at least over 70 degrees below zero, making it impossible for normal humans to survive.
What's even more outrageous is that it's colder during the day than at night.
Not to mention normal humans, even ordinary people in this world will freeze to death if they don't have any means of keeping out the cold during the day.
Fortunately, there are only four hours in the day, so humans are almost active at night, which is why Xia Hong takes advantage of the night to practice martial arts outside.
And because it is colder during the day, the cold beasts are more active, their tempers are more violent, and their strength is several times stronger than at night.
Therefore, humans, whether hunting or searching for supplies, basically choose to go out at night.
Traveling to such a crisis-ridden winter world, anyone else would have collapsed a long time ago.
But Xia Hong not only accepted it quickly, he was even very excited inside.
Because, before time travel, he was a patient with ALS.
Xia Hong was born in a martial arts family. His parents died when he was young. He practiced martial arts and kept fit since he was a child, and his living habits were far more regular than ordinary people.
But God played the biggest joke on him and gave him this incurable disease. In his last days, Xia Hong stopped practicing martial arts. While he could still move his hands, he indulged in mobile games all day long until he was lying on the hospital bed.
After confirming that he would soon be unable to move, he chose a sunny day and chose to commit suicide.
As a result, he came to this world and became the Xia Hong he is now.
Although this world is full of crises, he is extremely lucky to be reborn in his second life after all. What's more, God has given him such a strong and young body.
He is 1.91 meters tall, weighs more than 90 kilograms, has the waist of a wasp and the arms of a monkey, and he is only in his early sixteen years.
According to the past life website, his body is a proper holy body for practicing martial arts.
When he first traveled through time, although this body was young and strong, its strength was only about two thousand kilograms at most.
But in his previous life, it was rumored that Blue Star boxing champion Tyson's strength was only 800 kilograms, which is equivalent to 1,600 kilograms.
Xia Hong didn't know why at first and thought he was very strong.
It wasn't until he witnessed with his own eyes that an adult woman in the camp easily picked up a five- to six-hundred-kilogram tree that he understood:
In this world, every person has the ultimate version of Tyson.
Think about it, people are products of their environment.
In such a harsh and extremely cold climate, if humans did not evolve, they would simply not be able to survive.
Realizing his own weakness, Xia Hong did not dare to slack off.
The martial arts from the previous life are useful here.
For the sake of practicality, he chose a set of Taizu Changquan. In just one month, with the cold beast flesh and blood, his strength increased to four thousand kilograms. According to his father Xia Ding, the threshold of five thousand kilograms for logging level, he Coming soon.
"With logging-level strength, you can join the logging team. At least you can first see the world outside the camp."
In his previous life, with a strength of five thousand kilograms, he would be considered a superman.
But in this world, you can just cut down trees.
That's right, logging grade, literally.
At this level, you can go - chop down trees!
"Brother, father is back!"
Suddenly, Xia Chuan pointed in the direction of the redwood ridge woods and shouted.
Xia Hong looked up and saw a team of twelve people quickly walking out of the depths of the woods. They were divided into six groups, each consisting of two people, carrying a tree about twenty meters long. Towering trees.
When the six groups and six trees completely walked out of the woods and saw a burly figure appearing at the rear, Xia Hong and Xia Chuan smiled on their faces.
According to his father Xia Ding, every time he goes out is a desperate effort.
Not only did we come back safely, but no one was missing, which is definitely something worth celebrating.
However, as the thirteen members of the logging team got closer and closer, Xia Hongxiachuan discovered that not only were there no joy on their faces, but they were full of solemnity and uneasiness.
The two hurriedly greeted him, and Xia Hong asked directly.
"Father, what's wrong?"
"How long until dawn?"
There was an obvious hint of forced composure in Xia Ding's voice, and he was obviously extremely panicked.
But Xia Hong quickly looked up at the sky, observed the direction of the bright moon, and gave the answer.
"There should only be a quarter of an hour left."
"Quick, come into the camp and let them put out the bonfire. Don't light it."
Xia Hong's pupils suddenly dilated when he heard this, and his face was full of confusion.
"Father, if you put out the campfire during the day, people in the camp will freeze to death."
It's colder during the day than at night. Even if you hide in a cave without a bonfire to heat up, you will definitely freeze to death.
Xia Ding is the leader of the camp. He knows these things better than anyone else. Why would he suddenly say such things?
"That weird monster from Redwood Ridge is out!"
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