In those days of Plants vs. Zombies

Manor No. 5942, in a studio dedicated to the owner.

In the small room, there are various workbenches and machines.

The sawmills creaked, the stone cutters roared silently, and the molten iron in the blast furnaces boiled and rolled, emitting hot steam.

The clanking sound was naturally not noticeable in this noisy environment.

There was a gentle knock on the studio door, but the owner of the room didn't pay attention and was still concentrating on what he was doing.

This person wears a gorgeous cloak decorated with twinkling stars, slim-fitting clothes with a rather steampunk style underneath, and an exquisite badge with a one-handed sword as a pattern on his chest.

On his back, a strange mechanical device was installed, with six mechanical arms dancing back and forth, each performing its own duties.

From a distance, it looks like a mechanical spider at work, and that is exactly what it is.

The beating sound came from two of the mechanical arms. The forging hammer fell continuously, hitting the red-light sword embryo on the anvil and hammering it into shape.

With a sizzle, the forged sword embryo was thrown into a cooling tank filled with ice water.

The final "quenching" is completed, and a sharp and shining sword blade is completed.

What's even more surprising is that the operator of the mechanical arm never glanced at the blade on the anvil.

His gaze remained on the tablet screen in his hand, never moving.

In other words, the owner of the house casually completed the forging of a high-quality weapon while concentrating on using the tablet.

Under the title of "elite homeowner", there are indeed two brushes.

The knocker received no response. The door to the studio was pushed open, and a young man with gray hair and red eyes walked in slowly.

He was tall and burly, carrying a broad sword that opened and closed.

The red eyes are like sharp swords, able to cut through any obstacle.

"Zenith, are you all ready?"

Temporarily putting down the tablet in his hand, the owner of Manor No. 5942 turned around and looked at the shovel android he named "Zenith".

"Householder, the team has been assembled and ready to go at any time."

Zenith lowered his head slightly, like an unsheathed sword, ready for battle.

The owner of Manor No. 5942, "Terra Swordsmith", whose real name is Rhea, is a legendary craftsman from the glorious Noah region.

His family is a famous family of craftsmen, and every family member needs to master a unique craftsmanship.

What Rhea chose was to forge swords.

The sword is a weapon of killing, and the craftsman who forged the sword also needs to regard himself as the blade to temper.

Zenith means the top of the sky, and is also the name of Rhea's shovel cyborg.

Rhea hopes that her physical fitness and sword-forging skills can reach the top of the sky, and the top of the sky, isn't it the sword she forged?

"There is an ancient poem by Long An that I like very much. The edge of a sword is sharpened, and only the blade stained with blood can become a real sword."

Rhea murmured to herself, stroking the hilt of her sword.

It was a new sword he had recently acquired. The blade was dark and dim, as if it could drive away light.

There are many swords in the world, and each sword has its own meaning.

Life is the same.

"Let's go, it's time to try the sword."

"As you wish, Master of the House."

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Estate No. 5969, Community.

It was already autumn, but in the manor, the cherry blossoms were still blooming.

Different from the base stations of other manors, the base station of Manor No. 5969 is a tall cherry tree.

Cherry pink flowers bloomed on the branches of the giant tree. The wind blew and a cherry blossom fell quietly.

In front of the base station, several people gathered here and enjoyed a moment of leisure.

"Aying, there's something on your head."

Seeing the twin sisters with flowers falling on their heads and still not realizing it, the gentle and lovely purple-haired girl suppressed her laughter and reminded her with a smile.

"thing?"

The cute and dull purple-haired girl raised her head, and the cherry blossoms on her hair fell.

"Azhen, what are you talking about? Is there nothing above my head?"

As soon as these words came out, the other two people present couldn't help laughing.

The foxy miko with silver hair and green eyes blinked, and her tail flicked behind her.

The horned ghost girl with gray hair and red eyes turned her head and controlled her facial expression.

"You little fool, here you are."

The gentle and lovely purple-haired girl stretched out her hand and pointed at the cherry blossoms that fell on the ground.

The cute and dull purple-haired girl finally realized that everyone was teasing her.

She huffed and turned her head to the side to show that she was angry.

But soon, the cute and dull purple-haired girl turned her head back. The naughty and charming witch was holding a bunch of three-color glutinous rice balls, dangling in front of her.

The sweet fragrance spread, arousing the greed of the purple-haired girl, causing tears to flow from the corners of her mouth involuntarily.

The horned ghost girl lying on the lap of another purple-haired girl was already smiling.

"Okay, Bai Zhai, stop teasing this child. If she wants to eat, just give it to her."

The gentle and lovely purple-haired girl ordered softly. The wisdom tree named Bai Zhai nodded and put the three-color glutinous rice ball to the cute and dull purple-haired girl's mouth.

With just a whine, the three dumplings disappeared, leaving only a sharp wooden stick.

"Ah Ying is cute."

The shovel android named Xiaoqian stretched out and looked very happy.

"Do you think so too, Xiaoqian? It's great."

The gentle and lovely purple-haired girl touched Xiao Qian's two long horns and whispered to herself softly.

The owner of Manor No. 5969, "Yimeng Zhenying", is actually a pair of twin sisters.

There has never been a case in the Federation where two people jointly served as the owners of a war manor, but Luo Zhen Luo Ying from the Hefeng Jing region made history.

My sister Luo Zhen is a fifth-level spiritual cultivator who is good at writing but not at martial arts.

Her younger sister Luo Ying is just the opposite of her. As a fifth-level spirit-planting warrior, she is good at martial arts but not good at writing.

Perhaps it is because of the complementary personalities between the sisters that the Federation made the decision to let them jointly serve as owners of the manor.

The warm time is always so short, and the sudden appearance of the spiritual plant warrior broke the peace.

"Householder, the advance exploration team dispatched by the manor has arrived at the designated resource point, and at the same time, a group of imperial troops were discovered gathering near the manor."

"Are you going to fight?"

Luo Ying swallowed the glutinous rice ball in her mouth, and a naginata appeared in her hand at some point.

The spiritual power of the thunder attribute entwines around it, turning it into a powerful thunder blade.

"Fight! It's fun!"

Xiao Qian sat up from Luo Zhen's lap, with the two daggers at his waist already unsheathed.

The bright red eyes exuded fighting spirit, and the blade flashed with an icy cold light.

"Well, Ah Ying and Xiao Qian, the task of supporting the advance exploration team will be left to you."

Luo Zhen nodded, and Bai Zhai also walked behind Luo Zhen, stretched out his hand and put his arm around the neck of the owner of the house.

"As for the incoming imperial troops, leave it to me and A-Zhen. As an elite owner of an estate, we are not soft persimmons to be pinched."