Endless Winter: My Camp Upgrades Infinitely-Chapter 1236 - 411: Mu Longhe’s Hope, Departure, and New Discoveries (Part 4)

There are many regulations within the Great Xia territory, and all those stationed are divided into two types: permanent and transient. Only the permanent residents or those with business there can freely move within the station; transients can only move within the station, and if they have some urgent matters, they must first report to the Prison Department.

Of course, you can also disregard the rules and move inside the station. If you’re not caught, nothing will happen. But if you are caught by the Prison Department and can’t provide any legitimate reason, you might be fined some Contribution Value at best, or face flogging and forced labor at worst.

So in the Great Xia territory, people generally don’t test these limits.

Though Xiang Liang and his three companions were Silver Order Prison Wardens with special privileges, they did not abuse them. Instead, they honestly came to the Qinghepu Station, ordered some food, planning to rest their feet and leave after dinner.

It is worth mentioning that Xiang Fuhai’s wealth was quite substantial. As soon as Xiang Liang ordered a good meal, he took out three jars of Phoenix Yang Drunk from his bag, and tossed two medium-grade ones directly to the four of them.

"I appreciate the hard work of all four young friends on this journey. Please consider these two bottles of Phoenix Yang Drunk as a token of my gratitude. Wen Tian, you should accompany our young friends and have a few drinks too!"

"Understood, Grandpa."

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the four changed suddenly, instinctively wanting to refuse, but as they looked at the spiritual wine in front of them, they couldn’t bring themselves to reject it. All four stood up and bowed to Xiang Fuhai.

"Thank you, Senior Xiang!"

To those at Xianyang Level, medium-grade spiritual wine might just be a beverage, but for those at Cold Resistance Level and Earth-digging Realm, it’s a precious cultivation resource. If it were sold in Hongmen City, a pound could fetch over 3000 taels of silver, and even in the Camp Supply Department now, it would cost over 20000 Contribution Points for a pound.

These two jars combined certainly weigh one pound, worth quite a bit.

Seeing the four rising and bowing to him, Xiang Fuhai waved his hand, indicating that such an item meant nothing to him.

He opened the remaining top-grade jar, poured some for Mu Longhe, and helped lift the cup to his mouth.

"Brother Mu, this Phoenix Yang Drunk..."

Mu Longhe’s eyes had already lit up from the aroma of the wine, and before Xiang Fuhai could finish speaking, he eagerly leaned forward and drank it all, leaving Xiang Fuhai stunned.

"Hahaha, Brother Xiang might not know, but at the beginning of May during the Hongmen Banquet, I was fortunate enough to taste this Phoenix Yang Drunk once."

Only then did Xiang Fuhai react, feigning surprise: "So Brother Mu has tasted it before? Then I must save this bottle."

"No, no, no, you can’t take it back after bringing it out."

"Hahahaha..."

Seeing Mu Longhe being so easily amused, Xiang Fuhai laughed heartily, hurriedly poured him another cup, and continued drinking.

The atmosphere among the seven of them became much more relaxed.

"There don’t seem to be many people at the Qinghepu station, do there?"

After dinner, Xiang Fuhai looked through the station window, noticing few people inside the Qinghepu Station, and couldn’t help but ask Xiang Liang. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

Xiang Liang immediately replied, "Senior Xiang might know, at the end of April, Dajue Temple used the Primordial Soul Pill to slaughter all the village-level camps within their territory. At that time, there was only Lower River Village here in Qinghepu, and since all villagers were promptly controlled by our Great Xia, they escaped disaster. But Qinghe Village and Upper River Village weren’t so lucky..."

After saying just a few sentences, Xiang Liang noticed the expressions of Xiang Fuhai and his grandson change, realizing he had touched their scars, he quickly stopped, paused, and then continued, "The people here at Qinghepu now are mostly transferred from Xia City, so naturally there aren’t many. However, I’ve heard in Hongmen City that the Lord is about to develop the water area here, so there should soon be more people."

The Qinghepu station, before this, was Qinghe Village, an ordinary village-level camp, and the Garrison Department would not arbitrarily set it as a major station.

The reason Qinghe Village could become a major station is, first, because it is only 21 kilometers away from the southern Xing River’s water area in a straight line; secondly, because of the Chilong Lake three kilometers east of the village.

There is a Red Blood Demon Dragon sleeping in Chilong Lake, and this matter has spread among the mid to upper levels of Great Xia, so Xiang Liang also knows about it.

Of course, Mu Longhe and Xiang Fuhai are even clearer on this matter.

"Is Lord Xia Hong coming to develop the water area? Could it be..."

Mu Longhe instinctively turned to look toward the east side of the station, even though it was three kilometers away, a hint of fear still appeared in his eyes.

Having personally experienced the power of the Red Blood Demon Dragon, even recalling the battle at the beginning of May, Mu Longhe still felt a lingering fear.

"Senior Mu, you worry too much, the Lord..."

Thud... thud... thud...

Just as Xiang Liang was about to continue, footsteps suddenly came from the stairs, causing him to pause and turn his head back.

The Qinghepu Station has five floors in total. The first two floors are specifically for dining and resting, while the third, fourth, and fifth floors are all guestrooms.

They were sitting on the second floor eating, so those coming down from upstairs were naturally guests from the rooms.

When Xiang Liang turned to see the six people descending the stairs, he carefully examined them and quickly became curious.

"Eh, they’re not people from Great Xia!"

Among the six people, four middle-aged men were at the Cold Resistance Level, their strength a bit stronger than his own, and the two young ones were at the Earth-digging Realm, which he glanced at briefly and then ignored.

The cultivation wasn’t surprising. What was key was their clothing—for both material and style, Xiang Liang had never seen anything like it.

He pondered for a moment and, when he raised his head again, his curiosity had only deepened.

"Not even the style of the Eight Towns! Could they be from some small place in the Eight Towns, or perhaps not even from the Moao South Slope Territory?"