In those days of Plants vs. Zombies

"Second Master, next..."

Dark Iron stopped moving forward, turned his head and asked Newpe Seymour behind him.

Newpe Seymour finally raised his lowered head from the newspaper, his eyes projected from behind his square-framed glasses, and looked into the darkness deep in the corridor.

"That's right, keep moving forward. If you encounter someone blocking your way, you should know how to deal with it."

"I understand, Second Master."

Hearing Newpe Seymour's answer, An Tie showed a ferocious smile, and then moved deeper into the corridor again.

At this time, Ingram, who was enjoying music on the side, took off his wireless headphones and spoke slowly:

"Second Master, are you not worried about An Tie's safety?"

“I don’t need to worry about him, and he doesn’t need to worry about me.

Do you think everyone is the same as you? Coming from a noble family, you can get countless resources with just a raise of your hand. Do your elders pave the way for you in advance? "

"Second Master is joking. You know, even without these, I can still become the 'Black Death' of War Zone 59."

Ingram chuckled, but Newpeseymore did not deny it and continued:

"It only took less than ten years for Dark Iron to rise from a commoner to the position of leader of the empire. Apart from hard work, his own talent is naturally quite important.

As the eldest princess said, dark iron is a very good piece of natural jade that only needs a little polishing to show its unique brilliance. "

"According to what you think, Second Master, doing this is training the dark iron?"

"This is the instruction from Her Majesty the Princess. She needs a group of loyal and powerful imperial warriors to become her capital to ascend to the position of head of state.

And I am selecting the necessary talents for her.

Old Duck thinks so too, Ingram, you should know this better than me, right? "

Newpe Seymour's words hit the nail on the head, making Ingram slightly stunned.

"Yes, you are right. There are many heirs under the head of state, so the Dak family will naturally make a bet in advance and make a bold attempt.

My father did not hesitate to risk everything, and I very much hope that his decision will be as correct as before. "

Ingram pulled off his wireless headphones and stuffed them into his dark gloves.

Newpe Seymour asked in return: "If we exclude the little princess Yingluo, who has no threat at all, which of the other ministers are worth noting?"

"Like the eldest princess, the eldest prince Anhe is a student of military theology. He only wants to expand the territory of the empire and start another war. He is called the "conqueror".

Mysterious and elusive, the second princess Medear, who promotes the witchcraft of the magical world in the empire, is known as the "Witch of Chaos".

Following the head of state on the road to scientific research, the inventor of the "biochemical annihilation bomb", the third prince Albert, known as the "Blood Sage".

There are also the twin princes who founded the "Shadow Assassin" organization, the dragon-riding prince Severus who is closely related to the Zombie Spirit Dragon Clan, and the notorious mixed-blood princess Chizuru Kitamiya...

The Head of State has too many heirs. His Majesty Yeyang can stand out from them and firmly occupy the position of the eldest princess of the empire. This is why we choose to follow him. "

Ingram's rare tirade shocked Newpey Seymour.

The "Black Death", who is usually taciturn and addicted to the pleasure of killing, knows so much about politics.

"I still underestimate you, kid."

Newpe Seymour took a deep look at the young empire commander next to him, feeling as if he had gotten to know him again.

"Otherwise, Second Master, do you think I will only be immersed in killing?"

Ingram curled his lips and walked forward quickly.

Newpe Seymour stopped asking and followed Ingram's back.

While the two were talking, the dark iron exploring the path had already penetrated deep into the corridor.

Soon, he encountered enemies blocking his path.

"Warning! The restricted area ahead, please do not continue forward!

"Warning! Stop whoever comes! Stop moving forward immediately!"

"Warning! Execute the anti-organic life equation and eliminate the intruders."

The noisy alarm sounded in the corridor, and what appeared in front of An Tie was a group of guard machines equipped with out-of-control artificial intelligence.

In addition to the "phages" and "bipedal self-propelled cannons" that once appeared in technology factories, a brand-new artificial intelligence has made a shocking debut.

The guard machine called the "cutting machine" wielded four sharp circular saws and approached the Dark Iron menacingly.

"Just in time!"

Dark Iron roared, waving its claws and charging into the group of artificial intelligences.

The bipedal self-propelled cannons immediately entered the aiming state, but the speed of the dark iron was too fast. They had no time to aim, and were directly torn into a pile of pieces by the dark iron.

Before the bulky phage could swing its sharp mechanical legs, it followed in the footsteps of the bipedal self-propelled cannon.

The cutting machine bravely moved forward, raised the circular saw and cut towards the dark iron.

But those circular saws that could cut off low-level undead at the waist had no effect on Dark Iron's alloy skin.

Sparks flew everywhere, failing to break through Dark Iron's defense at all.

"No other means? Ha! Then it's my turn."

Dark Iron's running stiff spiritual power gathered in his hands, and he forcibly removed the circular saw installed on the cutting machine in front of him piece by piece, and threw it aside casually.

The sharp claws directly tore open the casing of the cutting machine, revealing the control panel equipped with artificial intelligence inside.

With a hard punch, the control panel was shattered to pieces, and the cutting machine that had been so arrogant just now stopped operating.

Soon, this group of guard machines, which were said to be artificial intelligence, but in the eyes of An Tie, were artificially retarded, were wiped out by their ferocious offensive.

"A bunch of scrap metal with nothing, oh, wait, here comes an interesting guy."

The sound of heavy footsteps suddenly made Duan Tie, who had not had enough of playing, become extremely excited.

What appeared in front of him was a "complex" that combined the characteristics of the three previous guard machines.

The main body is a bipedal self-propelled cannon, the head is a phage, and there are circular saws with cutting machines installed on both sides.

"Let me see if your fighting ability can satisfy me."

Dark Iron geared up, its fighting spirit reaching its highest point, and instantly turned into an afterimage to attack the complex.

······

"It's really boring. I thought it was so strong, but I didn't expect it to be so hard to resist."

After a while, Dark Iron spat on the remains of the complex in disgust (good boy, don't imitate this), and walked directly past it to go deeper into the corridor.

This complex looks bluffing, but in fact it is just a paper tiger that only knows how to embroider its fists and legs.

Instead of gathering the strengths of a hundred schools of thought, we should gather the shortcomings of a hundred schools of thought.

The three types of guard machines fused together to form a complex. As they became more cumbersome, the three artificial intelligences they carried actually began to fight among themselves in order to compete for the right to operate.

The result is self-evident. Like its fellow victims, it was torn to pieces by the dark iron.

After a while, Newpe Seymour and Ingram arrived here. They continued to move forward without even looking at the scrap metal on the ground.

These guard machines are just pawns guarding the underground research institute, and there are more powerful beings waiting for their arrival.

For example, the group of ruined city monsters that appeared in front of Dark Iron were much more powerful than the guard machines.