Moving house

More than a hundred people worked together, and the cave entrance was quickly sealed.

Although there was firelight in the cave, it was still much darker with the cave entrance sealed.

Probably because of the sense of security brought about by the closed space, the pained look on the faces of the campers also subsided a bit.

However, they were still uncertain, and their faces were full of confusion.

"Brother, what next?"

Xia Chuan's voice instantly caused everyone to focus their gaze, on Xia Hong.

From the first to recognize the authenticity of the Xia Ding, to the latter to take the lead in desperately trying to survive, and even the small fire that saved their lives in the end.

It can be said that without Xia Hong, almost no one in the camp can survive.

At this moment, the crowd naturally put their hopes on him.

Xia Hong could naturally read the dependence in the eyes of the crowd and suddenly felt the pressure doubled.

It was not possible for him not to come forward.

Xia Ding and the logging team, totaling 13 people, had already been confirmed killed.

With the massacre just now, another 72 people have died.

He had just counted, and now there were only 154 people left in the camp.

Of these, there were only 53 in their prime.

The reason why these older people stayed in the camp and didn't follow Xia Ding out to log and hunt was because they were too weak, their strength was only at the normal human stage.

Of the remaining 101, 25 were of a similar age to him, including himself, and all of the rest ranged in age from 3 to 12 years old.

He was already the strongest person in the camp right now.

Adding to that, he was the son of the former leader Xia Ding, so it naturally became his responsibility to bring the campers to continue surviving.

Xia Hong skimmed away his chaotic thoughts, looked around the cave for a week, and quickly made his first decision:

"We can't stay here, pack up our things, we'll move out when it gets dark."

That creep from Redwood Ridge already knew where the campground was, and could come back at any time.

Continuing to stay here would be a dead end.

"Brother, how many holes are we moving to?"

"To the west, to number four."

Humans in this world, almost from birth to death, were in hiding.

Hiding from daylight, hiding from ice waves, hiding from cold beasts, and hiding from weird monsters.

Under the state of hiding for years and years, humans had long since developed the habit of being cunning.

The Great Summer Camp was no exception.

Having lived in Redwood Ridge for decades, the Great Summer Camp had long since opened up six hiding places, all of which were caves.

The average distance between the six caves is only five or six hundred meters, all around the eastern side of the Redwood Ridge this piece of soil slopes, in a circular distribution.

They are now staying in number one, number four is the furthest away from number one, to be on the safe side, Xia Hong chose number four.

Naturally, the people would not have any objections, they all turned around and left, packing up their things according to Xia Hong's order, ready to move out of there after nightfall.

Taking advantage of this gap, Xia Hong put his attention on the camp system that he hadn't had time to scrutinize just now.

[Camp: Daxia (Level 0)]

[Lord: Xia Hong]

[Territory Population: 154]

[Resources: Wood 15 Coal 0 Iron 0 Silver 0 Gold 0]

[Buildings: Small Fire Pile (Level 1) Average Daily Consumption of Wood 2 (Placed)]]

Small Fire Pile: can greatly increase the temperature of the area within a 10-meter radius, and has the function of deterring and killing primary monsters, but at the same time, it also has a strong attraction to cold beasts.

Special Function: For every 10 units of wood resources burned, a special small torch will be generated, similar in function to the small fire pile, and can be carried around.

Resource required for upgrading the small fire: Wood 200 Iron 50

Below the already-opened interface, there are eight other options in dull gray:

Wooden Man Pile, Green Bamboo Hedge, Marking Stone, Decoction Pot, Yellow Earth, Polishing Stone, Small Wooden Table, and Coarse Iron Chain.

Xia Hong's mind moved slightly and chose Wooden Man Stake, and a message appeared:

Wooden Man Pile (Unconstructed)

Resources required for construction: wood 100 iron 20

Sure enough, the remaining seven buildings, all required resources to unlock.

For six of the buildings, the resources needed to build them were Wood Coal Iron.

The small wooden table, on the other hand, required silver, while the last one, the thick iron chain, required gold.

Having seen the power of the small fire, Xia Hong was naturally eyeing these buildings.

But the reality is, not to mention the gold and silver at the back, he has been in this world for a month and has not even seen coal.

Light a small fire to rise to the second level, will need wood 200, iron 50.

Xia Hong's mind moved slightly and walked to the side of the cave wall.

On the ground were three large trees about thirty meters long and more than three meters thick.

Although Xia Hong hadn't gone out to cut wood, but this month, he had seen the woods not far away from the cave entrance.

The big trees in this world had horrible growth.

Not only was the growth horrible, but the weight was also exaggerated.

Due to the low temperature, the outer skin of all the trees, had a layer of ice crystals, greatly increasing the difficulty of felling.

With a base strength of less than five thousand pounds, there was no possibility of felling.

This is why logging has become a sign of strength.

Xia Ding every time he went out to log, basically picked the thinnest.

It wasn't that they didn't want to pick the thick ones, picking the thick ones, they simply couldn't cut through them.

Even if they were lucky and cut it, they probably wouldn't be able to lift it back.

Xia Hong looked at the three large trees on the ground, his eyes pondering.

"These three are roughly 15 units of wood, which means if you want to raise the small fire to two levels, you'll need at least twenty of these large trees and 20 units of iron."

Thinking of this, Xia Hong shook his head and hurriedly stopped his thoughts.

Not to mention twenty trees, according to what Xia Ding and the members of the logging team had said earlier, before the strength broke five thousand pounds, even cutting down trees was a problem.

Not to mention iron, of all the camps around the entire Redwood Ridge, I'm afraid that only the Rogue Camp had it.

"Right now, surviving is the number one priority, in addition, also need to intensify cultivation, before also thought of step by step, use a month to break through five thousand pounds, now must be the faster the better!"

Xia Hong whispered to himself, a sense of urgency in his heart.

Fifteen units of wood was only enough for the small fire for seven and a half days.

It was still possible to stay up at night, but during the day, if there was no fire to keep them warm, the camp was going to freeze to death.

......

In the past, it was not that they had never experienced daylight, but for the campers, these four hours during the day today were particularly difficult.

On the one hand, because they had just suffered a disaster and lost many relatives, their mood was already low.

On the other hand, because they knew that they would have to migrate at night, they had a sense of uncertainty in their hearts.

But no matter what, this daytime, finally got through.

Xia Hong opened a crack from the mouth of the cave and looked out.

Outside has already entered the night, although there is no bright light, the ice crystals and snowflakes will decorate the earth with silver, and visibility is still OK.

Of course, the key thing was that once night came, the temperature rose.

Xia Hong turned his head and looked at all the people in the camp behind him who were carrying their bags.

The 154 people had been divided into three waves by him.

The first wave of 40, were all strong men and women;

The second wave consisted of 76 children and 13 strong women;

The third wave consisted of him and Natsukawa, and another 23 young and strong men.

"With the strong men at the head, divide twelve of you and carry those three trees.

All the children in the center, you thirteen females, take care of them.

Xia Chuan, and you twenty-three, join me in the rear.

Don't mess up the team, once something happens, blow the bone whistle first, don't yell, lest you invite trouble, do you understand?"

"Understood!"

Hearing the crowd's reply in unison, Xia Hong then waved his hand to signal for departure.

A group of more than a hundred people walked out of the cave one after another.

Only when the last group of people had left did Xia Hong turn back to look at the small fire.

When his mind moved slightly, the small fire went out, and the status of the last part of the small fire in the camp system changed back to unplaced.

After dealing with the fire, Xia Hong immediately trotted behind the group.

A group of people headed west, the white fur animal skin and clothes on their bodies mixed with the color of the snow, as if they were gradually melting into this cruel and merciless world of ice and snow.