In those days of Plants vs. Zombies

(二九五四 六二三 一三)

Soon, Dale had cleared all six tombstones on the front lawn.

Mo Chen also gained a thousand world points, including five silver coupons and one gold coupon.

"Thank you for your hard work, Dale."

Looking at the clean green lawn, Mo Chen looked satisfied. Sure enough, those ugly black tombstones were an eyesore here.

Tombstones brought a lot of trouble to the spiritual warriors during the battle, but now with tombstone moss, these tombstones can be cleared away as soon as possible.

In this way, the undead reinforcements will not be able to reach the battlefield in time.

"There is no need to thank the owner, this is what I should do."

Dale nodded slightly and replied.

"Okay, then, Dale, you can choose any of the vacant medium-sized houses in the community, and I won't disturb you."

"grateful."

After saying goodbye to the tombstone moss, Mo Chen remembered that he had also purchased five potted plants and planned to decorate them.

Three are planted with proto-peashooters, and two are planted with proto-sunflowers.

Peashooter pots are used to fortify the home's defenses, and sunflower pots are used to collect additional sunlight energy.

After letting Rhine and Eve plant prototype plants in pots, Mo Chen decided to place them in different places.

The location of the sunflower pot is easy to determine, just send it to the solar power station.

As for the location of the pea shooter potted plant, Mo Chen needed to think carefully.

In the end, Mo Chen chose to place two pots in front of his home, one on each side, just like door gods, maximizing the function of the house.

As for the remaining pot, Mo Chen sent it to the high platform for preparation.

In this way, when he is directing the battle, he can also let the Peashooter plant condescendingly attack the undead targets that need special attention.

Although the damage it can cause is minimal or even negligible, it is better than nothing. This is the truth.

After arranging the five potted plants one by one, Mo Chen now became No. 5905 War Garden.

There was nothing to do at the moment, and he suddenly felt relaxed.

Of course, this sense of relaxation did not last long, and Mo Chen still planned to find something to do for himself.

For example, it would be a good choice to take a look at the development zone.

The development zone, this area that had been forgotten since Mo Chen traveled through time, was finally remembered by him.

Looking at the endless empty land in front of him, Mo Chen fell into deep thought.

The War Garden is indeed Crazy Dave’s proudest invention. From the outside, the War Garden does not occupy a large or small area, but there is indeed something special inside.

What can be seen from the outside world is actually the front yard, the house, and the backyard.

Communities and development areas use outer space compression technology and inner space expansion technology.

The use of these two high technologies allows communities and development areas to theoretically become infinitely large, perfectly solving the problem of insufficient space.

Rosemary beside her asked curiously: "What do you want to use such a big land for?"

Mo Chen squatted down, picked up a handful of soil, and observed it carefully.

The soil particles are moderate, the sand content is small, and the texture is between rough and fine. The organic matter content and aeration are pretty good in terms of ink dust.

After all, he once studied biology. Although he has almost forgotten it, he still remembers a lot of important knowledge.

Although the land beneath our feet is not as fertile as the black soil, growing crops should not be a problem.

"Perhaps we can open up a piece of farmland first and grow crops for sale. Of course, we need sufficient labor."

With the presence of the Tree of Wisdom, the land within the War Gardens has been blessed with the blessings of the world.

Not only is the temperature perfectly suitable for the growth of a variety of plants, but the required light and water sources are also sufficient.

"You mean... those spirit-planting civilians?"

The smart maid immediately thought of the right candidate.

“Yes, the maintenance of infrastructure in the community obviously does not require many people, but the reclamation of land in development areas to form farmland does require a lot of manpower.

If it can add an extra income to War Garden, it is also a very good choice. "

Mo Chen nodded and then continued:

“Of course, corresponding policies also need to be implemented together to encourage production and cultivate wealth.

Rewarding those who work hard and criticizing those who are lazy will help promote production enthusiasm. "

Mo Chen walked with Rosemary for a while, and finally reached the boundary of the development zone, and was blocked by a transparent air wall.

Looking towards the other side of the air wall, what comes into view is a barren land.

After a little calculation, this development area is about the size of eight standard football fields. If you want to expand, you can buy an extender from Dave's store.

An expander costs half a million world points and can expand the development area to the size of two standard football fields.

"Go back first. Then I will discuss with Xiaoda the implementation of the policy and put this development zone into use."

"Everything is subject to your orders."

Mo Chen took one look at the land in the development zone, which was in ruins and was waiting for development, and left with the maid.

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At the same time, in War Zone 59, War Garden No. 5926.

This once prosperous war garden was now in ruins, with blood staining the lawn.

There are dense craters and shell casings that fell to the ground, and there are even traces of violent explosions.

The ground was full of wreckage and corpses, including those of spiritual warriors and the undead.

But the ones walking back and forth carrying the corpses were zombie soldiers wearing military helmets and uniforms, holding automatic assault rifles.

They are trained by citizens of the empire and undergo rigorous military training.

As the main force of the Imperial Army, each war base commander leads an army of 1,200 zombie soldiers.

Each war base has the strength of twenty army groups. They are the sharpest spears of the empire, piercing through everything that blocks the empire's journey.

When encountering immortal plant warriors, the zombie soldiers would raise their firearms without hesitation and shoot them on the spot.

In their eyes, there is no concept of abiding by international conventions and surrendering without killing.

After all, the undead symbolize death, and the last thing death can tolerate is life.

War Garden No. 5926 fell, and the people who captured it were an undead force.

The fire reflected the sky into red, and in the red light, it was like a scene of hell on earth.

The house that was supposed to belong to the owner had been breached at this moment, and a very conspicuous cross stood among the ruins.

A human corpse with an empty brain hung on the cross, and directly in front of the cross stood a high-level undead.

This is a zombie whose whole body is shining with silver light. Under the light of the fire, his skin has a full metallic texture.

His burly figure, bulging muscles, and the iron bucket on his head that was also shiny and stained with blood made him look very eye-catching.

At this moment, the iron barrel zombie had its eyes closed and its mouth kept moving, as if it was chewing something.

His mouth was still stained with brains and blood, but he quickly licked it clean with his tongue.

It seemed that it was some kind of delicacy, and he was not willing to waste it at all.

“Fresh brains···delicious···”

He muttered to himself, shaking the blood off the metal claws.

While the high-level undead were enjoying their food, a zombie soldier quickly walked up to him:

"Commander Dark Iron, the brothers discovered that another undead force appeared near War Garden No. 5926."

"Oh? Who is leading the team?"

After swallowing the brain in his mouth, the steel-hard man opened his eyes and asked in an unhurried tone.

"It's... Commander Flitwick."

The soldier was silent for a while, then replied in a low voice.

"Oh, Flitwick, this kid is here now. I'm afraid he's not here to take advantage of the situation. Where is he?"

The iron barrel zombie sneered.

"Two hundred meters away from War Garden No. 5926, where Commander Flitwick stopped."

"It seems that he wants to meet me. It just so happens that I also want to have a good chat with him."

He emphasized the words "reminiscing about the past" and looked at the undead beside him.

"Brothers, continue to clean the battlefield! If you encounter living plant spirits, you should deal with them on your own."

He waved his hands casually and gave the order, and An Tie's response was the enthusiastic cheers of his subordinates.

Under the leadership of this herald soldier, the high-level undead walked out of the War Garden to meet Flitwick.