In those days of Plants vs. Zombies

Let’s not talk about what the group from Manor No. 5918 saw and heard in the ranger camp for now, and let’s turn our attention back to Manor No. 5905.

After Titan and Wendy led their teams to set off, the exploration team led by Mo Chen himself finally set foot on the streets of the abandoned city.

As a result, they immediately received a "warm welcome" from the local people of the abandoned city.

The low-level zombies who sensed the breath of living people roared and rushed towards Mo Chen and his plant spirit warriors.

"Ah, I have to say, these guys just don't understand the principle of seeking benefits and avoiding harm."

Ford complained as he took out his engineer shovel.

He hid behind Anton, who was dual-wielding a sword and shield, and thought about where to place a few mines.

"After all, they are low-level zombies, with only instincts but no brains."

Anton shrugged and casually continued what Ford said.

He raised the round shield in his hand and held the machete across his chest as if on guard, ready to attack at any time.

"Low-level zombies? Never mind. No need to waste bullets."

Nata's sharp eyes swept back and forth among the attacking zombies, but she did not find any enemies that posed a high threat.

She gave up the idea of ​​taking off the sniper rifle from her back and instead pulled out the two daggers from her waist and held them in her hands.

"Uh... I'm afraid it's not our turn to take action."

Si Bo Ke, who had just put on the fist blade, gave a bitter smile and then pointed forward.

Several plant spirit warriors looked in the direction pointed by Si Bo Ke and found that the owner of their house and two high-end fighters had already taken action.

While humming a whistle tune of the Wild West, Mo Chen took out the cool revolver which he named "Border Era".

The right index finger passes through the trigger and with a little force, the revolver starts to rotate.

First up and down, then left and right, accompanied by the light rhythm of the whistle, appearing very leisurely and contented.

Seeing Mo Chen's idle look, several ordinary zombies and a roadblock zombie immediately changed their targets and pounced on him.

In the eyes of this group of low-level zombies, the defenseless Mo Chen would definitely not be able to withstand their fangs and claws.

Fresh brains are the coveted delicacies of any low-level zombie, and they don't want to give them up to other zombies.

Unfortunately, the Border Era in Mo Chen's hand, which was selectively ignored by this group of low-level zombies, will shatter their fantasy moment.

Mo Chen stopped turning the gun, held the gun handle with his right hand, and placed his left hand on his right wrist.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and pointed the gun at the heads of those low-level zombies.

The bullet turned into a turquoise beam and shot out from the muzzle, causing the head of the enemy that Mo Chen was aiming at to explode like a firework.

Blood and brains splattered everywhere, black and white intertwined, forming a wonderful shooting scene.

"Seconds! Seconds! Seconds! Seconds!"

Mo Chen was shouting with excitement, and every time he pulled the trigger, he could take the life of at least one low-level zombie.

Only when the magazine was empty did he reluctantly activate his spiritual power to shape a new batch of bullets and load them into the "out of ammunition and food" frontier era.

Just as Mo Chen was enjoying the thrill of revolver seconds, Ji Bing and Himiko, the two plant spirit warriors, one made of ice and the other of fire, were also constantly demonstrating their powerful strength.

A sharp cold light flashed by, and the heads of several low-level zombies fell to the ground.

Ji Bing waved the Snow Burial Frost Feathers, releasing his ice-attributed plant spiritual power, and moved gracefully among the swarm of corpses.

Any low-level zombie that approached her would either be frozen into an ice sculpture and then shattered by the blade, or be beheaded with one blow after slowing down its movements.

Even if some enemies are too far away, Ji Bing can directly swing his sword energy and destroy them all under the blade of Snow Burial Frost Feather.

Just as she was sharpening the sword, a barrel zombie like a mad dog came running from a distance and stretched out its sharp claws towards Ji Bing's unprotected back.

The surrounding plant spirit warriors cried out in surprise and prepared to take action to stop it.

But Ji Bing seemed to have eyes on his back. He turned around and slashed horizontally, cutting the iron barrel zombie in half.

The barrel zombie waved its arms weakly, and its upper body slid off its lower body and fell to the ground.

It didn't die immediately. After all, low-level zombies are very tenacious.

Ji Bing looked around and saw that all the other enemies had been eliminated, then he slowly put the Snow Burial Frost Feather back into the sheath.

The surrounding plant spirit warriors breathed a sigh of relief and even looked forward to Ji Bing's next move.

"It seems like this is the first time I've used this gift."

Ji Bing tilted his head cutely, then took out a Colt Python and pointed the muzzle of the large-caliber revolver at the barrel zombie's head.

"Even if there is a metal bucket helmet... it shouldn't be a problem."

After a gunshot, an iron barrel helmet that had turned into scrap metal rolled to the ground, with a head shattered all over the ground.

"Hmm... Not bad? But I still prefer Snow Burial Frost Feather."

Ji Bing put away the revolver and pulled out the Snow Burial Frost Feather again.

The onlookers said that the Ice Pea Shooter Plant Spirit of Manor No. 5905 was getting further and further away from the position of shooter.

If Ji Bing's battles are extremely beautiful, then Himiko's battles are full of violent aesthetics.

Unlike the common fiery pepper plant spirit that likes to COS fire mages, Himiko prefers to use fire on weapons.

A great sword endowed with fire-attributed plant spiritual power dropped from the sky, slashing away the enemy's daydreams.

The erupting flames spread rapidly, wrapping around the bodies of the low-level zombies and quickly turning them into ashes.

The battle-hardened Himiko has fought against countless enemies. Even the highly skilled imperial special forces were not worthy of leaving their names in her hands.

It is an honor for this group of low-level zombies to be able to fight against the former True Red Instructor.

Himiko, who had entered a peak burning state, was enjoying the thrill of fighting wantonly.

This was the first time she fought to such a high level after being cured of her Withering Disease.

The previous rainy night battles and arrest operations were not enough to satisfy Himiko.

Thanks to this exploration of the abandoned city, she finally became her happy self again after a long time.

After dealing with the local people of the abandoned city who came to welcome them and picking up the exploded world points one by one, the exploration team continued to move forward.

Himiko and Ji Bing led the way, Mo Chen, Si Bo Ke and Nata were in the middle, and Anton and Ford brought up the rear.

The group of people in Manor No. 5905 walked and stopped from time to time, and made some contributions to the recovery of the abandoned city (referring to clearing out low-level zombies).

Just as they turned a block, two figures who were also fighting low-level zombies appeared in front of everyone.

They were two Aomori Rangers, one thin and the other petite.

"Sister Kelses, someone is coming over there."

After taking care of an iron barrel zombie with three punches and two kicks, the skinny ranger tightened the loose bandage on his fist and shouted to the petite ranger.

"Hmm? Let me take a look."

The mouthparts behind Kelses opened wide and swallowed up several captured low-level zombies.

She stroked her belly gently and turned to look at the people from Manor No. 5905 who were approaching.

"A fiery chili plant spirit that's stronger than me, a cold ice pea shooter plant spirit, and a human with a revolver..."

As she was speaking, Kelses suddenly frowned and fixed her eyes on Mo Chen.

After observing for a moment, she suddenly stuck out her slender tongue and gently licked her slightly dry lips.

"The smell of that human... so familiar..."