Endless Winter: My Camp Upgrades Infinitely-Chapter 201 - 138: The Bizarre Mirror Immortal Gu, Cold Resistance Level? [3 in 1]

Mirror Immortal Camp, inside a wooden house next to the bamboo building

Yuwen Dao sat cross-legged on a chair with his upper body bare. A middle-aged woman in a blue velvet jacket sat behind him, holding a bristle brush in her hand, dipping it into the blood in a bowl, and evenly applying it on his back.

As the area covered with blood increased, the pain on Yuwen Dao’s face became more intense, eventually unable to suppress a hissing sound of pain.

"Hiss... Mother, be gentle, that’s enough, applying two or three pounds today is fine, take it slowly!"

The woman, seeing her son’s face twisted in pain, immediately put down the bowl and brush, and turned to gently caress the large wound on his shoulder with a heartache.

Smack...

The woman thought of something, her face darkened, and she slapped her son’s other shoulder hard, angrily reproaching him:

"You this reckless boy, don’t even know your own limits. You dared to lead people to hunt Intermediate Cold Beasts with such little strength. If you dare to secretly do such dangerous things again, I’ll let your father beat you!"

Yuwen Dao shrank his neck, chuckled, and said: "Mother, then you’ll be disappointed. The leader just ordered the camp to add another Intermediate Hunting Team, and your son, unworthy as he is, has been appointed the captain. From now on, I will specifically be responsible for hunting Intermediate Cold Beasts for the camp."

The woman immediately stood up, her expression even more worried.

"Adding another Intermediate Hunting Team, and letting you be the captain? How can this be, with so much talent in the camp, why send you? Didn’t your father talk to the leader, to send someone else? No, I’m going to talk to your father."

"No, no, no, Mother, please don’t..."

"Shut up, you rest well, I’m going to find your father now!"

Yuwen Dao immediately jumped up from the chair, wanting to dissuade his mother from going, but before he could finish, he was sharply interrupted by the woman.

The woman, her face furious, hurriedly walked out, clearly intending to go find Yuwen Hu to vent her anger.

Yuwen Dao knew his mother’s character well; once she decided, not even eight horses could pull her back, so he dared not speak further, only silently mourning for his father, obediently staying in the room.

However, not a few minutes later, a head peeked through the door.

"Where is your mother?"

Seeing his father appearing sneaky, knowing his mother had already spoken to him, Yuwen Dao couldn’t help but chuckle softly.

"You brat, you’re laughing!"

Yuwen Hu entered the room and upon seeing his son laugh at him, felt a loss of face. After a reproachful remark, he saw the Cold Beast Blood and brush on the ground, became interested, picked them up, and began brushing Yuwen Dao’s body.

"Hiss... Father, it hurts, gently, stop brushing..."

"Hurt with just this? When I broke through to Cold Resistance Level, I used at least five pounds every day, this is nothing, at this pace, you won’t break through for two or three years."

"Hiss... Plus, Father, how old were you when you broke through, how old am I, in three more years, I’ll only be twenty. I’m not in a hurry to break through, gently, stop brushing, stop brushing..."

Yuwen Hu, watching his son in pain, couldn’t help but shake his head.

But thinking of his son’s age, he chuckled twice.

Indeed, the son is still young; even if it takes two or three years, breaking through to Cold Resistance Level at twenty years old is much better than he was.

With that thought, Yuwen Hu put down the bowl and brush in hand, pondered for a moment, looked at his son, and asked solemnly: "What did you find out last night?"

Hearing his father’s question, Yuwen Dao immediately became more serious and sat up, answering formally: "Like before, among the twenty-four people last night, nineteen had followed the leader in worshiping the Mirror Immortal.

Those nineteen, whether facing Intermediate Cold Beasts or Xia Hong, were utterly fearless, even in dire situations where death was certain, they weren’t scared, as if embracing death without regret.

Exactly the same as what happened with He Meng before!"

Yuwen Hu, upon hearing this, his expression dropped, and he continued to ask:

"How many died last night?"

"Out of twenty-four people, nine are confirmed alive, among the other fifteen, I checked on the way back, seven were unconscious, the remaining eight were definitely dead, if they could live again, then surely..."

"They are alive. Just as you left, I personally saw those eight coming out of the leader’s room, and even greeted me. Although they were in critical condition, they were definitely alive."

Yuwen Dao, hearing this, his pupils suddenly contracted, and his heart jolted sharply.

"Most of the people we brought have already followed the leader and worshiped the Mirror Immortal. If they truly gained the ability to be Immortal, it’s no wonder those people did it, but how can one attain immortality?"

When Yuwen Hu said the last sentence, his voice was deep, and instead of asking his son, it was more like asking himself.

As he spoke, his eyes seemed puzzled, yet a noticeable interest flickered through them.

Seeing this, Yuwen Dao quickly spoke to dissuade: "Father, don’t believe it, humans can’t have the power to be immortal. Even if the leader had extraordinary skills, he couldn’t grant these abilities out of thin air.

Those who’ve worshiped the Mirror Immortal and died once, no matter how convincingly they act, I can swear, they are absolutely not the same as before..."

He paused for a moment and continued: