In those days of Plants vs. Zombies

"I never expected that the Fire Dragon Grass boss would personally kill the homeless man for the sake of his employees."

Walking on the streets of the gathering place, feeling the cool breeze blowing in his face, Mo Chen complained to the rosemary next to him.

"It's normal for him to choose to do that. As the owner, a tavern that abides by the rules and keeps its word can exist in this place for a long time. What do you think?"

Rosemary blinked and answered Mo Chen's question.

After walking for a while, Mo Chen and Rosemary stopped in front of a sign.

"In the market ahead, make sure you have enough world points before entering."

Reading the information on the notice board, Mo Chen looked not far away, which was the entrance to the market.

At this moment, there are still many refugees or homeless people coming in and out of the market.

"Is this the market where homeless people gather? Or rather, the black market in War Zone 59."

Mo Chen looked at the area in the distance. In the darkness, the white here was so conspicuous.

The maid also set her sights there: "Do you want to go in and take a look?"

"Yeah." Mo Chen nodded: "I want to see what it's like there. Of course, if there are products you like, it's not impossible to buy them."

"Do you still have enough world points?"

Rosemary silently made up for it, instantly making Mo Chen's impulsive enthusiasm cool to the freezing point.

"Well, I probably won't buy anything too expensive. The World Points should be enough."

Mo Chen showed an awkward smile and looked into the maid's burgundy eyes.

"Householder, is it really enough?"

Rosemary smiled and started teasing her homeowner again.

For the maid, doing this will make her feel very happy.

"Maybe, probably, it might work."

Mo Chen touched the Sunflower Card in his pocket. Ever since he entered the gathering place, the consumption of this card has been increasing.

"Forget it, I don't think so much, let's go."

Mo Chen took a deep breath and walked into the market with Rosemary.

The streets in the market not only have shops but also stalls, and you can see many products here.

As I walked along, I saw a variety of things.

All kinds of gadgets can be found here, and their richness is comparable to Dave's store.

Such as weapons and tools, books, newspapers and periodicals, and various daily necessities.

There were even vehicles that looked like they were pulled from the abandoned city, and I didn’t know how they got into the gathering place.

Mo Chen even saw a stall selling concentrated sunlight potions. You must know that concentrated sunlight potions are only sold in Dave's store. He didn't expect that they would be available here.

But looking at the thing in a sealed bottle, he didn't know what it was at all. Mo Chen said that he didn't believe that it was a usable sunlight concentration potion.

The market has everything except food. Food is in short supply throughout the gathering place. Who would be willing to take out their own rations?

Along the way, Mo Chen saw many refugees holding their precious belongings and begging in exchange for some food.

All of them were in ragged clothes, with thin faces and yellow muscles, which was very disturbing to see.

What's wrong with these spirit-planting civilians living in war zones? They have to bear the cost of the war.

Feeling a little heavy in his heart, Mo Chen knew that as the owner of War Garden, he must fulfill his responsibilities.

Let your war garden survive waves of undead invasions and actively fight for the interests of the Federation.

However, taking responsibility for your own war garden, this short sentence, is easy to say, but so difficult to do.

War Garden No. 5918, War Garden No. 5926, War Garden No. 5944...

They are all bloody realities, telling war garden owners in war zones that fulfilling their responsibilities requires paying the price with their lives.

But in this world, how many people are willing to do this?

Mo Chen sighed sadly, and his eyes scanned the crowd.

There are really many people in the market, maybe because this is one of the few places with light in the gathering place.

In addition, the market did not restrict access, so many refugees or homeless people entered the market.

Mo Chen even discovered some promiscuous women, all dressed up in fancy clothes, looking for suitable targets in the market.

But before Mo Chen could take another look, his hand was firmly held by the maid next to him.

"What's wrong? Rosemary."

"Householder, don't look at them."

The maid's voice seemed to have a hint of imperceptible resentment, and she was obviously jealous.

"Okay, okay, I have no interest in them."

Mo Chen held Rosemary with his backhand and comforted her softly for a while, which finally calmed down the maid lady's mood.

Damn it, my maid will be jealous, which is not a good sign.

However, Mo Chen, who was a bit emotionally rough, didn't seem to understand why Rosemary was jealous.

After walking some distance, the two turned into an alley, and the maid suddenly said: "Is it right here?"

"Well, this is it."

Mo Chen nodded and stopped.

The next moment, Rosemary's figure disappeared. When she reappeared, she grabbed a weed by the collar and threw him in front of Mo Chen.

"Hey!"

The other party landed butt first and let out a scream.

Mo Chen looked at the man on the ground, pulled out his revolver from his waist, and pressed it against Weed's forehead.

"You have followed us all the way. What are your intentions?"

Feeling the cold muzzle next to his head, the weed immediately raised his hands and performed a romantic Huadu military salute, and defended shakily:

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, it's all misunderstanding. This guest, please listen to my explanation."

Mo Chen frowned, but still put down the revolver in his hand: "I would like to hear what explanation you can give."

"Yes...that's it. I see that you and this lady have been shopping in the market for a long time and didn't buy anything.

So I think you two may be interested in my adults' products, so I will follow your footsteps and ask for your opinion. "

Weed told the whole story one by one. When he heard that he was here to solicit customers for his own products, Mo Chen suddenly became a little curious.

"Products? What products does your family have that would interest me?"

"Follow me and I'll take you to find out."

Cao Cao nodded and bowed, his tone full of flattery. He thought he was a wise man, and he recognized at a glance that the man in front of him must be a wealthy benefactor.

"Okay, you have successfully aroused my interest and curiosity. Lead the way."

Mo Chen exchanged a look with Rosemary, and he planned to see what kind of product this weed was going to introduce.

Regarding the thoughts of her landlord, the maid has always followed his wishes.

The two quickly followed the weed, wandering around the market, and finally stopped in front of a building.