In those days of Plants vs. Zombies

"Rosemary, what happened just now?"

Mo Chen walked to Rosemary's side and asked in a low voice.

"No...nothing..."

Feeling Mo Chen's concerned eyes, Rosemary's cheeks turned red and she tilted her head involuntarily.

The maid explained in a panic, not wanting Mo Chen to worry about herself, but how could Mo Chen not guess what she was thinking.

He stretched out his hand, held Rosemary's hand tightly, and lightly intertwined his fingers with hers.

"Don't worry, I'll always be by your side, as always."

Mo Chen's words were like inoculating the maid, completely calming her beating heart.

Rugby Zombie’s third-day skill of “intimidation” is to make the target become fearful and timid by stimulating the dark side or negative emotions in the target’s heart.

Rosemary is a shovel android. If you want to ask why intimidation works on her, it must be related to Mo Chen's safety.

But the football zombies are dead, and the intimidation effect has worn off.

Mo Chen comforted the maid and acted as if nothing had happened.

Rhine and Karen have returned successfully, and with Wendy's help, they have cleared the way to Luxury Street.

You only need to wait for the adventurers to finish their work before you can set off.

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On the other side, Sen gently picked up Xiao Ling's body and placed it next to A Yan.

She stretched out her hand, closed her eyes for Xiao Ling who was still staring at death, and turned to look at Kazan aside.

"The rest... I'll leave it to you, Kazan."

The military fans pulled Sen aside and the right things should be left to the right people.

As an ascetic monk of the Burning Sun Cult, the task of saving his dead companions naturally fell on Kazan.

Kazan slowly came to the two dead companions, squatted down, put his hands together, and began to pray for them:

"Praise the great Lord of the Burning Sun, please guide the souls lost here to the majestic Kingdom of God.

May the scorching sun shine forever, may the light last forever, may the dawn remain the same, may the restless soul sleep without pain. "

Along with Kazan's prayer, the sacred and warm flame ignited on the bodies of Ayan and Xiao Ling.

The flames will continue to burn until their remains are reduced to ashes.

This is one of the skills mastered by the clergy of the Burning Sun Cult, and it is the best way to collect corpses.

The pure white flames reflected in the eyes of Jun Yu and Sen, and the sadness on their faces could be clearly seen.

For adventurers who are out and about all year round, it would be reassuring if the body after death can be properly disposed of.

You know, not all adventurers are as lucky as A Yan and Xiao Ling to have someone collect their bodies for them.

Countless adventurers died, and most of them could not even transport their ashes back to the Federation.

The modern world will forget many people, including them naturally.

The abandoned city is both a place of dreams where countless treasures are buried, and a place of death where countless bones are buried.

Vivian and Lao Bai also came here at some point and watched the salvation ceremony.

The young pink-haired little witch had not experienced many life, separation, and death, and the scene in front of her was extremely touching.

Lao Bai took out a box of low-quality cigarettes from his trouser pocket, threw one to the military fan, and silently lit it for himself.

The military fan took the cigarette, but did not light it. Instead, he stuffed it into the pocket of his bulletproof vest.

Kazan was still reciting scriptures in a low voice, and the firelight shone on his face, making him look holy and compassionate.

He was fulfilling the duties of a qualified ascetic, nothing more.

The flames burned out, and where A Yan and Xiao Ling's bodies were originally, there were only two piles of ashes left.

Among the ashes, there are two medals made of special metal that represent the identity of the adventurer.

Adventurers registered in the Adventurer's Guild all have such a badge, which is proof of their identity.

The military fan carefully took out the two medals from the ashes and put them together with the inferior cigarettes that Lao Bai handed him.

Sen used his spiritual power to create two small boxes and put the ashes of A Yan and Xiao Ling into the boxes.

"time to go."

The military fan took one last look at the place where his companions left, then turned and walked toward No. 5905 War Garden.

"Ah."

Kazan ended the salvation ceremony and stood up slowly.

Sen put the two boxes into his extended belt bag and zipped it up.

Vivian and Lao Bai looked at each other and quickly followed the footsteps of the military fans.

"Your Excellency Mo Chen, we can set off."

"Okay, let's go. Our destination is the nearby commercial street. There are many luxury stores there."

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"Speaking of which, what is the specific mission you received this time? Previously it was just about collecting mutant plants or something."

"Well, that's right, it's a mutated plant."

Faced with Mo Chen's question, the military fan first affirmed and then continued to narrate:

“That’s a mutated plant called death grass, which only grows in places with a strong aura of death, especially in abandoned cities.

For some reason, many of the recent requests issued by the Adventurer's Guild are related to collecting death grass.

I really don’t understand, why does the Adventurer’s Guild need so many death grasses that contain a lot of zombie spiritual power?

However, the Adventurer's Guild is still very aggressive in purchasing death grass, and one plant can be exchanged for a thousand world points. "

Listening to the military fan's story, Mo Chen fell into thinking.

"Death Grass...contains a lot of zombie spiritual power...Why does it sound so familiar?"

Wait... A lot of zombie spiritual power... Could it be..."

Mo Chen logically connected the death grass with the bottle of tactical potion dropped by the imperial troops in various war gardens.

Could it be that... this mutated plant called Death Grass is the most important raw material for that kind of tactical potion?

Mosheng, you seem to have discovered the blind spot!

With great difficulty, Mo Chen managed to suppress his excitement. This was just a guess of his own, and he still needed to verify it with real objects.

Practice brings true knowledge, and there is nothing better than gathering a death grass.

"Householder, we are already here."

Clover's voice rang in Mo Chen's ears. Mo Chen raised his head and saw the somewhat rusty and aging metal arch at the entrance to the commercial street.

The welcome message is written in English on the big signboard, which translates to:

"The Street of Rare Treasures, we solemnly welcome you!"

On the billboards, there are portraits of noble ladies in full bloom and heavy makeup.

Inflatable dolls standing on both sides of the street swayed their arms up and down in the blowing wind.

While it looks desolate, it also has some inexplicable black humor.

Looking at the ordinary zombie staggering towards the crowd, Mo Chen gave the order to take action.

"First clean up the low-level undead in the commercial street, and then loot the shops one by one."