In those days of Plants vs. Zombies

Yuffie and Kaiwen arrived late, and Mo Chen had already directed everyone to start cleaning the battlefield.

All the weapons of the zombie soldiers were taken away. Although they cannot be used without zombie spiritual power, the Federation will recycle these weapons at a more favorable price.

More than twenty automatic assault rifles and three submachine guns can be considered a considerable amount of income.

The nameplates of three elites are equal to the merit of defeating an imperial captain, so naturally they cannot be missed.

"My dear, I'm glad I didn't let anyone go."

Rosemary returned to Mo Chen, the giant scythe in her hand still stained with undried blood.

"It's great. It's worthy of being my rosemary."

Mo Chen took the three nameplates from Karen's hand and gave a thumbs up to the maid.

"Then, my dear, can you give me a reward when you return to the War Garden?"

Rosemary, who was praised, licked her red lips and deliberately emphasized the word "reward".

"Ah, that... we'll talk about it when we get back, we'll talk about it when we get back."

As if he had thought of something, Mo Chen changed the topic abruptly.

"Owner, does it really matter if you let an imperial captain escape?"

Pulling off a gas bomb from the armed belt of a fallen elite, the pod-splitting shooter turned to Mo Chen and asked.

"Hmm... The other side is running too fast, and we can't seem to catch up?"

The military fan answered Karen's doubts for Mo Chen, saying that the opponent's escape speed was unparalleled.

"The imperial captain's escape speed is really fast. He seems to have a chosen skill that can increase his speed."

Sen patted the little head of the peashooter potted plant in his arms and expressed his point of view.

"It's okay. The soldiers will stop them, and the water will cover them. We met them by chance. We quickly explored the museum and ecological park and left. Who knew it was us?"

Mo Chen didn't care at all about letting an imperial captain go.

There is only one rule for exploring the abandoned city: whoever has the biggest fist is right.

When we meet on a narrow road, the brave wins. Who can we blame if we lose? I can only blame my own incompetence.

There are too many federal war gardens in War Zone 59. Even if the other party wants to investigate slowly, by the time they find out who did it, War Garden 5905 will be different from the past.

After Ashe eliminated the last camouflage trooper, she returned to the main force with the loser's nameplate and Wendy.

After learning some details of the battle from the Ice Shooter, Mo Chen became more curious about the elites he might meet in the future.

Commandos who are proficient in surprise assassinations, polar warriors who are adapted to fighting in cold environments, tank commanders who assist armored forces in operations, park rangers who are good at using biological weapons...

Set a small goal and collect the nameplates of all the elite troops of the empire!

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"Owner, there are no enemies near the museum."

I checked around the museum as usual, and this time Clover said everything was normal.

"Very good, prepare to enter the museum and explore as quickly as possible. Take away everything you can. Leave what you can't take away to me."

Being in a secret realm is equivalent to having an infinite storage space.

"clear."

"learn."

"receive."

"OK."

Although the answers are not so neat, it can be heard that everyone is very excited now.

"Very good. Karen and Wendy will stay outside the museum to be on guard. Others are entering the museum. It's troublesome."

The two spiritual warriors nodded and watched the others enter the museum.

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"It's so big. Is this a museum?"

Rhine, who had never been to a museum, opened his eyes wide and refused to let go of any place in his sight.

The museum of the old era is so magnificent that even though it is covered with dust, the little pea shooter still enjoys it.

Towering gorgeous domes, exquisite relief murals, a palace full of classics and art...

Fortunately, this place has not been turned into a stronghold by the empire. Otherwise, from the perspective of zombie soldiers, they will only think that these decorations are flashy, and then only the cement walls will be demolished.

"Rhine, let's go quickly, the mission is urgent."

Ai Xi reminded her little brother aloud, but she was always vigilant about her surroundings.

Her intuition told her that this museum was not as peaceful as she imagined.

"I really didn't expect to see such ancient firearms here. Even in the old days, they could be called antiques."

Looking at the flintlocks and carbines hanging on the wall, military fans couldn't help but have their eyes shine.

I can't wait to just take it off and play with it.

"Are these...silks?"

Ice Mushroom stood in front of a display cabinet, looking at the exquisite textiles as thin as silk, showing a surprised expression.

"Yes, I also have some silk products like this at home. They are high-end products purchased from the Long'an area."

Dazuihua, who comes from a wealthy family, is sure that this batch of silk is genuine.

"Look, Sister Sen, there are so many beautiful porcelains."

Vivian pulled Sen beside her and pointed at the beautiful porcelain in front of her.

"No, it's a lot of world points!"

Mori was serious and couldn't resist the urge to exchange all these porcelains for World Points.

"Lord of the Burning Sun, thank you for protecting these antiques from damage."

Kazan clasped his hands together, murmuring to himself, and kept chanting praises.

Lao Bai had already picked up his big wrench and knocked on the display cabinet, trying to take away the antiques stored in it.

While the spirit-planting warriors and adventurers were still searching the periphery, Mo Chen had already brought the maid and Xiao Tian to the depths of the museum.

There are obviously more exhibits stored here, and the capsule storage on Mo Chen is almost out of use.

The backpack is already full, and the rest can only be left to the spiritual plant warriors who will come later to search for it.

But having said that, Mo Chen didn't feel bad at all when searching for America's things.

As the saying goes, "courtesy reciprocates."

No matter how much others have taken from us, it is naturally reasonable for us to take some from others.

Not to mention the silk, porcelain, etc., they all belong to us at first glance.

What could be wrong with getting your things back?

While Mo Chen was still frantically searching, Rosemary on the side seemed to have discovered something.

"Honey, come and see this."

"What the hell... I'll go! What a big spider web!"

Looking at the huge white spider web in front of him that almost blocked the entrance to the exhibition hall, Mo Chen was startled.

I have never seen such a big spider web before, it looks disgusting.

"This spider web is blocking the road. Cut it open."

"clear."

The maid turned the giant scythe and cut the spider web blocking the way.

"Keep going, there might be good stuff in other galleries."

Mo Chen took the lead, followed closely by Rosemary and Xiao Tian.

Everyone who entered the museum was advancing in an orderly manner.

Just like playing a dungeon, each person is responsible for an area and constantly eliminates the fog of war in the dungeon.

"Ouch, Kazan, I can't hold it in anymore. You go on, I'll go find a toilet for a while."

Lao Bai, who was working with Kazan, suddenly changed his expression, casually said something to Kazan who was busy, and ran in the direction of the toilet marked on the wall of the museum.

Entering the dark toilet, Lao Bai couldn't help but feel an inexplicable chill.

He didn't have time to think too much, he just found a spot and started to relieve himself.

But Lao Bai didn't know that right above his head, pairs of green eyes suddenly opened, staring straight at the prey that suddenly appeared in their eyes.