Endless Winter: My Camp Upgrades Infinitely

“Dead, all dead! Father, nineteen people, all dead!”

Outside Redwood Ridge, Luo Sheng entered the gloomy and desolate cave, first completely sealing the entrance, then walked to the bonfire and spoke to his father, Luo Feng, who was already slumped on the ground, his voice full of panic and fear.

Luo Feng, who appeared spirited and successful in the eyes of outsiders, had his left arm severed, blood flowing continuously from the stump, and his breath was extremely weak.

Hearing the words of his youngest son, Luo Sheng, Luo Feng's weak face also showed a hint of panic, but he still endured the pain and gritted his teeth, saying, “Don't panic, we are not far from the camp, that monster won't find us, it will leave soon.”

Luo Feng never imagined that he, who had been so successful in recent years, would encounter such a huge disaster tonight.

It was just an ordinary hunt, but it turned into a nightmare because of encountering a monster.

That monster kept replacing members of the hunting team, turning into their most familiar appearances, approaching to sneak attack, and defeating them one by one.

In less than half a night, the hunting team of twenty people, except for the youngest son Luo Sheng, was completely wiped out.

He himself was also attacked by a hunting team member transformed by the monster, his left arm was severed, and he was also cut several times.

Not only himself, but also his youngest son Luo Sheng, who had just been attacked and injured in the right arm by the monster.

Luo Feng subconsciously wanted to check the injury of his youngest son, turning his head to look at his right arm.

But at this sight, his pupils suddenly contracted, and his expression instantly froze.

The right arm of his youngest son, which had just been attacked and injured in front of him, was not only completely intact at this moment, but even a single wound or trace could not be seen.

Luo Feng realized something, closed his eyes, and his face was instantly filled with pain.

And Luo Sheng, who was squatting in front of him, obviously noticed his gaze just now, and seeing the pain on his face, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, and the expression on his face instantly became extremely dark.

“Found out, huh? You twenty-one people, you cost me a lot of effort, almost let you two run away!”

Luo Feng opened his eyes, and the pain on his face gradually transformed into fear.

The other party's voice was like that produced after wood chips rubbed together, hoarse, harsh, and strange, completely different from his youngest son Luo Sheng.

“Luo Sheng” took out a small knife from his arms, aimed the blade at the position of Luo Feng's severed arm, and slowly inserted it into it, watching the blood spurting out faster due to the enlarged wound, his smile became more and more twisted and sinister.

The intense pain transmitted from the nerves to the brain, Luo Feng was no longer as spirited as before, and could only helplessly roar and wail, even if it hurt, he could not resist.

Watching the flesh on his arm being cut off piece by piece, and the pale bones at the shoulders and chest were clearly visible, his spirit gradually collapsed, and only the desire to survive remained in his pupils.

“Spare… spare… heh… spare… me…”

“I don’t… want… to die, please… you, spare… my life…”

The shrill wailing seemed to give “Luo Sheng” even greater stimulation.

The speed of his knife became faster and faster, completely ignoring Luo Feng's begging for mercy.

Under the stimulation of intense pain and fear, Luo Feng's psychological defense line was finally completely defeated:

“I… can… help you… do things, bring people to you to kill.”

The knife stopped!

The expression on “Luo Sheng's” face suddenly became dull.

Then, an old man in black walked out of the shadows of the cave.

The old man held a ball of white silk thread in his left hand, walked to Luo Feng's front, and then took the small knife from “Luo Sheng's” hand.

He took out a half-meter-long piece of wood from somewhere, and after carving a few strokes on the wood with a small knife, he immediately carved out a lifelike arm.

The old man used the ball of white silk thread to sew the arm onto Luo Feng's body, and then gently scraped it, and the arm instantly changed color, matching Luo Feng's body perfectly, as if… as if… it had never been broken.

“Get up, your body is fine now. Ten days later, you must bring a hundred people over, as the money to buy your life, and take your son back. I will use him to monitor you, don't play tricks!”

Although he had regained his life, the price offered by the old man made Luo Feng unable to show even a trace of joy on his face, he just knelt on the ground numbly and nodded.

The old man left, and Luo Feng also left the cave.

Along with him, there was also his youngest son Luo Sheng, whose expression was dull, and he didn't know if he could still be considered a human.

Luo Feng barely supported his nearly collapsed spirit, taking “Luo Sheng” back towards the camp, but he didn't dare to go directly back to the camp, so he could only wander around the periphery.

Until he saw his eldest son, Luo Ming, and his party, who were leading the team to find them.

Without any hesitation, he violently struck and blasted “Luo Sheng” beside him into pieces with a punch, and then decisively tore off his wooden arm.

It was true that Luo Feng was greedy for life and afraid of death, but he could never use the lives of ordinary people in his camp in exchange for his own survival.

Moreover, once this kind of thing started, it would be an endless abyss.

In the future, as long as the monster found him, he would have to send people over. Over time, the entire Rogue Camp, including the entire Redwood Ridge area, would have no humans left to survive.

From the moment he feigned compliance with the monster, Luo Feng had already thought about it.

However, even though he knew that his youngest son had been controlled by the monster, when he personally smashed his body into pieces, the huge sadness, coupled with the mental stress caused by being ravaged by the monster, Luo Feng collapsed under the superposition of the two.

After telling his eldest son Luo Ming a few words, he fell into a half-mad state.

He often felt that the monster was always waiting for him outside the camp, and even had mixed into the Rogue Camp, and would cut away all the flesh and blood on his body at any time.

He could also often see his youngest son, who had been smashed to pieces by himself, crawling out of the ground, crying and asking himself why he killed him.

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Under the stimulation of strong fear and guilt, Luo Feng's spirit was in a state of tension for many years.

Over the years, whether eating, drinking, or defecating, he hid in his small wooden house, never taking a step out, and never communicating with others.

Inside the small wooden house, Luo Feng, whose hair was already gray, lay on the bed, his right hand hanging by the bedside, sleeping peacefully with his eyes closed.

Suddenly, a bloody hand stretched out from under the bed and grabbed his right hand.

Luo Feng opened his eyes, turned his head to look at the bedside, and was immediately scared out of his wits.

At the edge of the bed, Luo Sheng stretched out half of his bloody head, looking at him with a ferocious expression, his face full of hatred and resentment:

“Father, father, why did you kill me? Look at me, I can't even find a good piece of meat. Help me piece together my body, father…”

“Ah!!!”

… … … …

With a scream, Luo Feng suddenly sat up from the bed, looked around, and even checked under the bed, confirming that it was just a dream as before, and the fear in his pupils gradually disappeared, returning to the previous scattered state.

“It's a dream, hehehe, it's a dream, hehehehe…”

It is difficult for a normal person to understand the brain circuits of a mentally disturbed person.

Luo Feng sat on the bed for a long time, and after his emotions completely calmed down, he began to laugh again.

Then, laughing and laughing, he pointed at the wall while muttering in a low voice:

“I won't let you find it, the wood on my body is gone, hehe.”

“You can't find me, you just can't find me.”

“Hahahaha, I won't send people to you, come and find me…”

… … … … … …

However, two consecutive low voices with some joy suddenly sounded in the room, interrupting Luo Feng's self-talk.

“Can't find it?”

“It's time to pay back the money you owe me for so many years!”

Sitting on the bed, Luo Feng was struck by lightning when he heard this voice.

These chapters are not separated from the protagonist, everything is for the protagonist and the camp. The new book period cannot be spread out all at once. I have a problem with my level. Please be patient. Thank you. The follow-up reading is currently steadily increasing. Thank you, bosses. The second round is about to begin.