In those days of Plants vs. Zombies

A vulgar and arrogant voice sounded from behind the door: "Who is it? Come to disturb my sweet dream so early?"

Mo Chen was stunned when he heard the other party's question. It was almost noon now, and the sun had been hanging in the sky for a long time.

But looking at the look of the owner of War Garden No. 5904 who had just woken up, it was clear that he had fallen asleep and woke up naturally.

In a war zone where time is of the essence, compared to other homeowners who refuse to waste any time, the other party is really different.

Clearly, the difference here is meant ironically.

"Householder, I have brought a guest who wants to meet you."

The housekeeper spoke to the owner of No. 5904 War Garden behind the door through the door.

"Oh, what guest?"

The other party seemed very curious that there would be guests visiting his war garden and wanting to meet him.

"This guest, like you, is the owner of War Garden. He comes from No. 5905 War Garden."

The housekeeper informed the owner of No. 5904 War Garden about Mo Chen's origins. There was a moment of silence behind the door, and then the other person's voice continued:

"In that case, my lord, please give him some face and bring him in."

Hearing this, the housekeeper stepped forward and slowly opened the door: "Please come in, your Excellency, the owner of No. 5905 War Garden."

What words should be used to describe the person in front of me? Mo Chen almost searched his mind before he found a suitable word - Roshan.

He and his shovel are simply two extremes, one is very thin and the other is very fat.

This person is half lying on a luxurious bed, covered with a soft silk quilt, and his figure can be said to be very fat.

He has windy ears, an upturned nose, and a pair of small cross-eyed eyes on a fat, round face, which already looks a little old.

The head is smooth and hairless, and the hands and feet are as thick as cucumbers.

He was bare-chested, covered in fat, and had a big belly. He was wearing a large and exquisitely crafted silk nightgown.

Mo Chen concluded that the other party looked like a complete pig.

The pig was not the only one on the big bed, but there were also several thinly dressed young spiritual girls surrounding him.

With flattering smiles on their faces, they let each other touch them.

The pig was holding one in each hand, looking very unhappy, and showed a very ugly smile to Mo Chen.

Mo Chen took a step back silently. Being in the same room with such a person, he felt that he had been severely mentally damaged.

The housekeeper stood respectfully beside the owner of No. 5904 War Garden, waiting for his next instructions.

"Are you the owner of...what...5...5905 War Garden?"

Mo Chen nodded: "Yes, do you have any questions?"

"What are you doing in my war garden? I don't believe you are here to meet me."

Zhu Yang was quite self-aware, and Mo Chen didn't hide anything and told the whole story truthfully:

"I came here at the request of your wisdom tree to give him wisdom tree fertilizer. Your wisdom tree has been hungry for three days. Don't you know?"

"Oh, butler, is there anything else?"

Zhuang looked confused and turned to look at his shovel. He didn't know that his wisdom tree had run out of food.

The housekeeper immediately bowed his head and apologized: "I'm sorry, owner, this is my dereliction of duty. Please forgive me, your loyal housekeeper."

Sure enough, just as Mo Chen expected, the matter of depriving the Wisdom Tree of fertilizer was planned by the steward.

The pig in War Garden No. 5904 is addicted to pleasure and has never cared about the management of the War Garden.

"I didn't expect that you would be so rich and wealthy, but you would even deduct fertilizer from your own wisdom tree. It really opened my eyes as a fellow owner of the War Garden."

Mo Chen couldn't help but sigh, which just added fuel to the fire.

Hearing that he was being looked down upon, Zhu Kuang was immediately furious. He sat up from the big bed with great difficulty, threw out a fat slap as big as a cattail leaf fan, and hit the housekeeper on the face.

"Trash, you can't handle such a small thing! What use do I have from you!"

Even though he was slapped hard by the owner of his house, the housekeeper did not resist, but kept his posture very low to welcome the pig's anger.

He didn't resist at all, even if the butler was much stronger than the pig in front of him, he would never fight back.

The most profound rule engraved in the minds of all shovel androids is to always obey the owner of the house.

At the same time, the housekeeper also deepened his hatred for Mo Chen. After all, it was him who had allowed himself to be scolded and beaten in vain.

If the plant spirits in War Garden No. 5904 knew of his ugliness, his rule over the War Garden would definitely be shaken.

Someone from a noble family has such an irritable character? Sure enough, Piggy is Piggy, so don't expect too much from him.

Mo Chen crossed his arms and quietly watched the show in front of him with Rosemary beside him.

Pigs biting dogs and stuff like that is really interesting.

He never forgets to collect useful intelligence, and after being paid as a political commissar, he naturally has to do his best to complete the commission.

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Walking in the "cave" of No. 5904 War Garden, Zhao Tong and Norman struggled to step over piles of garbage and looked at the situation here.

The streets are getting narrower and narrower, and the haphazardly built houses gradually block the sunlight.

Unconscious civilians can be seen everywhere in various corners. They look even more miserable than the vagrants and beggars in the city.

There were also many malicious glances in the darkness, but only after being intimidated by Zhao Tong's broadsword and Norman's shotgun did they give up.

This is the war garden under the rule of pigs, full of the best breeding ground for crime and desire.

The third-line shooter asked Chunsun who was walking in front: "Senior Zhao Tong, what do you think of this place?"

Zhao Tong curled his lips: "It's a complete mess. The living conditions here are worse than the gathering place for homeless people in the abandoned city."

"Indeed, the owners of this war garden deserve to be burned in hell compared to our owners."

Norman whispered, fully agreeing with his opinion.

"That kid is indeed a good homeowner, what do you think?"

"Well, my brothers approve of him, and I think so do I."

The two walked for a while and stopped in an alley.

Chun Zhu chuckled: "Boy Norman, you are still very young. Do you know how to face a sudden attack?"

"Of course, Senior Zhao Tong, the instructor said that offense is the best defense."

The third-line shooter stopped and turned to look deeper into the alley.

If the trouble comes to your door, you will have to deal with it.

"Young man, please keep this sentence in mind and show your skills to your seniors, how about that?"

Zhao Tong also stopped and made a beautiful trick with the big knife in his hand.

"Just to my liking."

Norman smiled slightly, loaded the shotgun without hesitation, and pointed it at the menacing group of weeds behind him.

"They were the ones who killed Captain Antonio. While they are alone, we must seize this opportunity to avenge Captain Antonio!"

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"Why does the Zen Garden in War Garden No. 5904 look like this? It has been activated but is not open to the public?"

Looking at the strange Zen garden in front of her, Wendy tilted her head with a puzzled expression.

She released her spiritual power and headed towards the Zen Garden to explore, but Clover's spiritual power encountered a barrier and she was unable to move forward.

"Oh, I forgot. The Zen Garden can block the detection of spiritual power below the fifth level."

Wendy sighed in annoyance, pouted and slowly turned the cyan bracelet on her wrist.

As the breeze blew by, her spiritual planting power instantly increased from the fourth level to the sixth level.

"That should be enough."

Immediately, Clover once again explored the Zen garden in front of her. At the same time, she also performed her third day's chosen skill "Listen to the Wind Sing".

The wind will tell Wendy all the secrets, and no matter how much time has passed, the wind will still leave traces.

Clover closed her eyes tightly, listening carefully and discerning everything in the wind.

Then, as expected, her expression became increasingly gloomy.

Wendy opened her eyes suddenly, interrupting the spiritual power used for exploration in her body, and her eyes became colder.

"What a poor child. Why are you forced to suffer like this?"

Clover did not hesitate to send a private message to Mo Chen in the communication channel about the situation here.

"No, it's not enough, I have to do something else..."

After thinking for a moment, she took out her mobile phone and sent a few messages to a person on the other side of the ocean.