In those days of Plants vs. Zombies

War Zone 59 is a bit lively today because several new homeowners have arrived in their respective war gardens.

Among them, there are those who settled in the idle War Garden, some who took over the fallen War Garden, some who came here with dreams, and some who went here with a mission.

Now, let us take a look at how these new people perform:

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"This is War Zone 59..."

A girl with snow-white hair slowly stepped out of the teleporter and looked at everything in front of her.

This is a beautiful scenery that she has never seen before while living in the ice field.

Her drooping bangs occasionally covered her colorless eyes, but a hideous and healed scar suddenly appeared on her pretty face.

The girl was covered with a thick cloak all over her body, as if just wrapping herself in layers could protect her already riddled heart.

"Axue, how do you feel...?"

A voice that was hoarse and slow, but gave people an incomparable sense of security, sounded in the girl's ears.

An unusually tall gray-haired man appeared behind the girl. He was covered in rusty armor, and he was holding a halberd that was rotten but still sharp.

In a pair of red eyes, the gaze looking at the girl was full of love.

"Dad, this place is very beautiful, completely different from the scenery of the ice field."

The girl replied to the man behind her and took steps forward.

Wherever she passed, she left behind glittering ice crystals condensed everywhere.

"As long as you like..."

The man showed a pleased expression and slowly followed the girl's pace.

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At War Garden No. 5918, this occupied war garden also became a deserted land after the undead evacuated.

An energetic young man in white was standing on the front lawn of No. 5918 War Garden.

He had jet black hair, tied into a neat long braid hanging down the back of his head.

On the delicate face, there is a pair of eyes that are as smart as black pearls.

The slim-fitting Tang suit perfectly reflects his figure, and a lustrous jade pendant hangs from the hem.

Looking at the green lawn below, no one could imagine that an extremely tragic battle had once broken out here.

There are people here who have sacrificed their lives for their duty.

"Master, I'm sorry, disciple is late."

The young man clenched his fists, with a trace of determination in his eyes.

"However, my disciple promises you that he will defeat the undead in an upright manner and avenge you."

A breeze blew by, blowing up the young man's long braid and fluttering in the wind.

But he still stood there and didn't move for a long time.

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"Wow, is this the War Garden? I can see it can be a great stage."

A girl with different eyes wearing a top hat and evening dress danced on the front lawn. Beside her, a naive white otter was clapping her hands to cheer her up.

As an elemental life form, the girl has had the same appearance as a human being since her birth.

She was found in the fountain of that town and grew up healthy under the care of the kind townspeople.

After growing up, the girl named "Nymph" successfully entered the New Dawn Art and Performance Academy for further study. At this time, she received the news that she had been selected as the owner of the War Garden.

In order to be able to show her talent on a bigger stage, Nymph decided to go to the War Garden regardless of the opposition of her friends.

In her opinion, only in this way can we go further on the road of "performance".

Life is like a play, and play is like life. Only by increasing your experience can you perform this long drama of life more excitingly.

"Hmm, number 5908, number 5908, it's such an auspicious number, don't you think so, Alai?"

The nymph stopped dancing, squatted in front of her little otter, and stroked the soft fur.

Alai was the summoned creature brought about by her Heavenly Chosen Skill, and he accompanied the nymph for several years.

The white-haired otter tilted his head and clapped his hands again.

"Aleale, you should take care of others."

The nymph was like an innocent little girl, acting coquettishly towards her summons.

Unfortunately, no matter how squeamish her tone was, the otter, who only wanted to clap, ignored her.

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"Phew, finally arrived at the War Garden."

The young man wearing a fur hat and fur coat and carrying an AK-47 automatic assault rifle took off his heavy mask and gasped.

On the chest of the coat, a shining Red Star Medal exuded dazzling brilliance.

"Well, it is indeed No. 5991, just as arranged by the superiors."

The young man took off his military backpack, rubbed his hands, patted the lawn, cleared a place for himself, and then sat down.

He took out a pen and notebook from his coat pocket and concentrated on writing the report:

"This is Comrade Sergey Bobosa of the World Communist Party. I have arrived at War Garden No. 59 in War Zone 5991.

Accept the organizational orders, prepare to contact the committee members of the 59th War Zone, complete the tasks assigned by the organization, and strive to develop and expand the scale of the organization..."

After writing the report, Sergey thought for a while, turned the notebook to the next page, tore off a piece of paper, and continued to write:

"Dear sister Alina, how are you doing now? How is the situation at home? Are your parents in good health?

Before leaving, the wind and snow in Vodgograd seemed to be getting a lot heavier, so be sure to keep warm.

If the money is not enough, please inform me in time and I will transfer world points to the account immediately.

Currently, I have successfully arrived at War Zone 59 and assumed the position of owner of War Garden No. 5991.

Don't worry, Uncle Alexei and Mr. Li are also in War Zone 59, they will take care of me.

The tasks assigned to me are going very well, you and your parents should not worry, I love your brother, Sergei Poposa. "

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In the conference room, several administrators from War Zone 59 gathered together. This meeting was to discuss matters regarding the new homeowners.

"Commissioner, how have you been lately?"

The young man with the flower pot on his head is the owner of War Garden No. 5909, with the user name "Bloom and Wither".

"Not bad, George. How about you?"

The political commissar still held his enamel cup and greeted the other party.

Bloom and Wither shrugged helplessly and said, "Fortunately, one of the new people coming this time will be my neighbor.

I have also read her information. She is a student from the New Dawn Academy of Performing Arts, a very young girl. "

"Are there no people in the Federation at the Academy of Arts and Performing Arts? Did you choose such an inexperienced little girl by drawing lots?"

The girl in Hanfu appeared next, holding her own little corpse puppet and making a brilliant appearance.

She is the owner of War Garden No. 5977, and her username is "Miss Jiang Jiang."

After hearing the words of Bloom and Wither, Miss Jiang Jiang frowned.

Vodka Ulla's mocking tone came: "Oh, the Federation, the Davaris have been completely disappointed with the Federation for a long time."

The political commissar quickly changed the subject: "Alexei, that little guy Sergey is here too, but he is a little far away from you."

"Oh, the little guy is here too? Which war garden is he in?"

Vodka Ulla immediately became energetic and asked immediately.

The political commissar said: "War Garden No. 5991 is closer to me."

"Is everyone here?"

Ms. Ye, with a kind face, appeared in the conference room. On her shoulder, there was a snow fox taking a nap.

The snow-white fox tail wraps around Ms. Ye's neck, making it a natural scarf.

The stranger also appeared, and he chose a corner very low-key.

A few days later, the six administrators gathered together again.

After all, the federal arrangement made them confused for a while.

"Long time no see, Grandma Ye, where did your pet come from?"

Miss Jiang Jiang curiously looked at the snow fox on Ms. Ye's shoulder. She naturally had a good impression of cute little things.

"Ah, are you talking about this kid? He came to War Garden by himself."

Ms. Ye explained with a smile, making Miss Jiang Jiang look envious.

At this moment, the hem of her Hanfu was pulled. Miss Jiang Jiang lowered her head in confusion, and saw her corpse puppet looking at her with an aggrieved expression.

The little zombie showed a jealous expression and looked at his master pitifully, as if to say: "You want the fox outside, but you don't want me?"

"You are such a jealous little person, how could I not want you?"

Patting the little zombie's head lovingly, Miss Jiang Jiang no longer looked at the snow fox, but concentrated on comforting her own corpse puppet.

After hearing the master's promise, the little zombie released his hands holding Miss Jiang Jiang's clothes.