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

"Captain, what should we do now?"

"Hurry up and think of a solution! The zombies are about to bite the pillars off!"

"newspaper……"

Faced with his teammates' cries for help like they were grasping at straws, Park Piao Le muttered these words.

"What? Newspaper?"

"Don't even think about reading a book or newspaper at this time. When you get out alive, I'll treat you to a newspaper every day!"

"No! Newspaper!!! It's just a newspaper...hahahahahaha..."

Park Piao Le's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he thought of something happy, and he actually slapped his thigh and laughed out loud.

"Oh my god, the captain has been scared silly. I think we should just fend for ourselves."

"Wow, wow... the captain is so pitiful."

"Idiot! I'm not crazy, I just figured out a way to survive!"

Park Piao shouted happily.

Then he laid out his plan.

Just now, based on the keyword "newspaper", he suddenly thought that he could also use props.

Although it can't fly, it is not impossible to use other methods.

They just happened to have what they had on hand - cinnabar, copper coins and daggers.

These two things should have a certain effect on zombies. As long as they are used properly, you might be able to escape.

"But Captain, there are so many zombies here. Even if we tear down all the copper coins, we won't get one for each zombie."

Someone said with a sad face.

I thought it was a reliable method, but I didn't expect that the captain was really scared and was talking nonsense here.

"Ashiba... use your brains."

"Of course this little stuff can't fight zombies, but what about using it on ourselves?"

"You mean... we become zombies?"

"fool!"

Park Piao Le said:

"If we apply cinnabar mixed with water to our skin and clothes, will the zombies stop biting us, just like vampires seeing garlic?"

"Also, disassemble the copper coin daggers and have everyone wear one around their neck. Although the effect may be weakened, it's better than wearing nothing at all."

Everyone was stunned.

It's not that I think this idea is crazy.

But I think this plan is actually quite reasonable!

Soon, everyone began to take action.

They only had drinking water with them, and at this time they didn't even bother to save a sip for themselves, as they used it all to mix the cinnabar.

The amount of cinnabar is quite large, enough for a whole bag. It may seem like a small amount, but it is more than enough to apply on the body after mixing it with water.

As for copper coins, each person can get several.

It can be hung on various vital parts of the body.

After tidying up.

One of them took the brunt of the attack and acted as a guinea pig, jumping off the beam.

At this time, there is not much difference between dying a few seconds earlier or later.

And just after he jumped down, the zombies around him all retreated in unison.

It was like smelling the bugs of DDT.

Seeing that it worked, the others also jumped down, and soon, there were only a few zombies left in the ancestral hall.

They were all driven outside by the smell of cinnabar on everyone's bodies.

"Ahahahahaha... I'm invincible, who else is there?"

When one team member saw that the zombies were so afraid of him, he immediately became proud and rushed out wildly towards the tide of zombies.

"Asshole, come back here!"

Seeing this, Park Piao Le was so angry that he almost suffocated to death. He had seen countless idiots, but he had never seen such a stupid idiot.

Things like cinnabar and copper coins are of course most effective when used together.

If you are alone, maybe the zombies will eat you even if they have to endure the smell.

Sure enough, the next second.

"Oh--!"

A scream came from the group of corpses.

Then the zombies that had just been avoiding the team like snakes and scorpions suddenly pounced on them like mad dogs and buried the team member who rushed into the zombie horde.

Obviously, this team member has already sent it.

The team of six people was suddenly reduced to only five people.

The team has been halved.

The most ominous thing is that with the death of this person, it means that Hanba is one step closer to revival.

"Ashiba—what a pig-like teammate."

"Don't worry about him, take care of ourselves first, everyone gather together and don't disperse!"

Everyone immediately huddled together tightly, huddled together for warmth, and slowly moved towards the tide of corpses.

The zombies that were originally far away from the crowd suddenly jumped farther away, like two magnets repelling each other.

The zombies jumped around anxiously, but didn't dare to move forward.

I could only watch helplessly as a piece of fat meat that was so close to me flew away.

"Roar--!!!"

In the distance, the roar of the drought demon was heard again.

The voice was mixed with anger, unwillingness and resentment.

The smell of cinnabar that had been buried for many years reminded it of the days when the stinky Taoist priest used various traps to trap it.

As a drought demon, it is naturally not afraid of these things, but in the end it was killed by the cunning and treacherous humans using these underhanded means.

Even if it were struck to death by a bolt of lightning, it would not say a word.

But it was killed by someone, and that was what made it most unhappy.

………………

"Hmm—I didn't expect this to be possible?"

"Six six six six six!"

"Cowhide!"

"Hahahaha, it seems that victory will ultimately belong to our Eight Great Western Nations!"

The audience was really excited about the team's survival.

All those who were about to die came back to life.

Isn’t this a miracle?

And the occurrence of such a miracle on such a national war battlefield can only mean that it is God's arrangement.

Fate no longer favors the Dragon Kingdom. The Dragon Kingdom is about to be abandoned by God, and words that the Dragon Kingdom is doomed are suddenly rampant.

In an instant, the direction of public opinion changed.

Everyone is optimistic about the Western Eight countries and believes and hopes they can win!

"Damn it, Longguo is finally going to be finished, hahahaha..."

"I want the Dragon people dead!"

"Ashiba, I just don't know which piece of land in Dragon Country the system will allocate to us?"

"No, no, no, we may not be able to swallow up the entire Dragon Kingdom!"

"Haha, that's right. The future belongs to us, the Eight Great Western Nations. The Dragon Nation should have become history long ago!