Strange national destiny: My Chinese-style horror scares the world

Outside the yard, a swarm of corpses was surging.

In the yard, everyone was silent.

After sucking the man's blood dry, the zombie stood there, no one knowing what it was doing. From time to time, a low, beast-like moan could be heard from its throat.

Everyone stood where they were, not daring to move, and breathing extremely slowly.

But his eyes were fixed on the zombie's back, and he would hold his breath as soon as he showed the slightest intention of turning around.

But in fact, there is a trick here.

The so-called holding your breath is actually just not being able to exhale.

But you can breathe in. In other words, as long as you stop exhaling the moment you are discovered by the zombie, then start inhaling, and finally hold your breath after your lungs are filled with air.

Of course, the situation will naturally be different depending on whether you start inhaling after exhaling all the air or when you start inhaling just halfway through exhaling.

The former is relatively lucky because the waste gas in the lungs has been basically emptied, and then inhaling a large amount of fresh air can last for a longer time.

The latter is more miserable. He was about to exhale, but suddenly he held his breath, so naturally he couldn't hold it long enough.

At this time, the competition is about who can hold their breath the longest. Whoever can't hold on first will become the next target of the zombies.

Give others a chance to breathe and escape.

After a few seconds, the zombie stopped humming, and began to smell something again, and its body slowly turned around.

Suddenly, everyone stopped exhaling, and those who were inhaling also stopped. Then, everyone began to breathe in slowly and gently. When they were full, they covered their mouths and noses with their palms, holding their breath and preventing themselves from exhaling uncontrollably.

The zombie that was originally turning around was stunned all of a sudden, and started spinning around in place like a headless fly, as if it couldn't tell where the smell just now came from.

Seeing this scene, everyone felt relieved and knew that this method worked.

At the same time, everyone began to move slowly and quietly towards the distance.

There have been examples before where we know that when zombies are far enough away, they can't even smell normal breathing.

Therefore, the best way is to stay as far away from the zombie as possible. When you are far away from it, you can breathe freely.

Of course, there is actually a better solution.

That is, everyone forms a circle, surrounds the zombie in the middle, and then everyone takes turns exhaling to repeatedly attract the zombie's attention and "hard control" the zombie.

However, although this method is good, it also has obvious disadvantages.

That is, the operation is difficult. If something goes wrong for one person, everyone will be ruined.

At the same time, you need to have enough trust in each other, because when you attract the hatred of zombies, no one else can help you attract this hatred within the specified time.

Then you send it.

Of course, there is one final drawback to this method...

"Phew—this place should be far enough away that the monsters can't smell it, right?"

Park Ye-sung walked to the base of the courtyard wall and exhaled slowly, while vigilantly observing the reaction of the zombie in the middle of the courtyard. When he found that the zombie had no reaction to his breath, he immediately let out a long breath.

Started breathing greedily.

At this moment, the others could no longer hold back.

To be honest, before this, they had never felt that being able to breathe the air freely would be such a happy thing.

Even though their physiques far surpassed those of ordinary people and their breath-holding abilities were astonishing, under stressful circumstances, oxygen consumption would significantly accelerate. Furthermore, being able to hold their breath for several minutes in a static state did not mean they could do so while standing, or even while walking while deliberately keeping their footsteps low.

Like in some movies, the protagonist falls into the water with ice above his head, and needs to swim more than ten meters or even dozens of meters to find an ice hole to surface for breathing. This is basically nonsense.

In such a stressful environment, the oxygen in the body is simply not enough to sustain such a long time and such intense exercise.

It's like holding your breath while running a hundred meters. You will basically fall to the ground and pass out due to lack of oxygen before you run even a third of the way.

Seeing that everyone was out of danger, Park Yi-sung immediately gestured for everyone to move slowly and quietly into the house.

But just when he was halfway through, a ray of white moonlight shone on his face.

The dark clouds dispersed and the moon came out.

The originally dark yard was now brightly lit, even everyone's shadow was revealed.

“Ah-hi-ba-!!”

Park Yi-sung's scalp went numb, and the next second, he heard an excited roar from the zombie's throat.

"Ugh—!"

The zombies finally discovered this group of cunning prey, which was actually right around them, less than ten meters away.

And there is not just one prey, but a group.

For the zombies, this is like a man entering a brothel and being offered a group of beauties to choose from. Each one has her own unique characteristics, making it difficult for him to know what to do.

All of a sudden.

It actually turned around a few times, as if it was thinking about which one to eat first.

In the end, it chose Park Ye-sung.

Because this guy just shouted and looks lively and energetic, so his meat should be more delicious, right?

In an instant, a zombie leaped over. Seeing this, Park Ye-sung's pupils shrank suddenly, and his heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

He never expected that he would become the prey.

When those teammates died before, he had actually thought in his heart, if he was targeted by zombies, if he was standing in that position, would he be able to escape the zombies' pursuit?

As the captain, his ability and intelligence are undoubtedly above the entire team. He has his own pride, so his judgment is: yes.

Yes, if he were in the shoes of those people who died before, he felt that he could survive.

But...imagining is one thing.

The reality is another matter.

When you find yourself being hunted by zombies, it feels terrible.

So he was caught off guard at the beginning, and was unable to respond immediately. Instead, he stood there in a daze for two seconds.

It was these two seconds that allowed the zombie to stick to his face.

An iron claw as sharp as a knife grabbed towards his heart, as if it wanted to pierce through it.

"Sizzle——"

The claws tore his clothes. At the critical moment, Park Ye-sung's adrenaline surged, allowing him to abandon all the distracting thoughts in his mind and respond with his honed muscle memory.

He dodged the zombie's grab with a quick move, then rolled on the ground and came to the side of the zombie.

The zombie suddenly turned around and grabbed the ground, but Park Yi-sung had already rolled on the ground again. He didn't care about his image and was in a very embarrassed state, but he was very efficient and hid to the side of the zombie again.

Then he hugged the zombie's legs, used the force to roll over, and rolled behind the zombie.

In this way, he relied on a set of not-so-smooth combos to actually perform the Human Emperor Step with the zombies.