In those days of Plants vs. Zombies

In front of the soup kitchen, the homeless person at the end of the line was holding his broken bowl, waiting for his share of relief meal.

The porridge served here is thick and not watery at all.

Even if you stick a chopstick in it, it won't fall down.

The ingredients used are all freshly harvested and not moldy or rotten.

More importantly, today’s relief meal contains meat!

Even though it’s just synthetic meat in a can, meat is meat, there’s no doubt about that.

The wanderer couldn't help licking his dry lips, recalling the aroma of meat buried deep in his memory.

A homeless man like him, with a lame leg, missing an ear and starving, had not tasted meat for a long time.

Thanks to that young child, he was able to eat porridge with meat again.

The team continued to move forward, and it wouldn't be long before the homeless person at the end of the line would receive his own relief meal.

But just as he was about to step forward and hand the broken bowl in his hand to Aunt Tabe who was responsible for scooping porridge, a brutal force came from behind.

Before the wanderer could react, he was pushed aside.

Due to his disabled legs, the sudden push caused him to lose his balance and he fell heavily to the ground, letting out a hoarse howl.

Even the broken bowl that he hadn't had time to hand over fell to the ground and broke into several pieces.

The man who casually pushed down the homeless man in front of him was a burly man with tattered clothes and a fleshy face.

Behind him, there were several equally uncouth, but misshapen, weed-like plant spirits.

The sturdy man in the lead is also of the same race as the weed plant spirits, but compared to his fellows beside him, his physique is more robust, or rather, a little abnormally robust.

The group of uninvited guests didn't even look at the homeless man lying on the ground. They all rushed forward and surrounded the pot intentionally or unintentionally.

Aunt Tabe's eyes flashed with disgust, and then she looked at the group of weed spirits with caution: "What are you doing here?"

"Of course I'm here to get relief food. Why, is that not okay?"

The sturdy man sneered and glanced at the remaining meat porridge in the pot and the ingredients piled in the corner of the porridge station, without disguising the greed and malice in his eyes.

Aunt Tabby looked at the homeless man who was being helped up by Aunt Mary and frowned.

She suppressed her anger and said, "You can get the food, but how can you cut in line? Do you know what queuing means?"

The sturdy man grinned, revealing a row of uneven white teeth: "Queue? We don't have the patience to queue."

He glanced disdainfully at the homeless man he had just pushed to the ground: "It would be better to give all the precious food to us instead of giving it to such a loser."

As he spoke, the sturdy man reached out and scooped into the pot.

The other weed spirits did not try to stop it, but just watched the show from the sidelines.

Seeing this, Aunt Tabe quickly blocked the strong man's hand with a long-handled wooden spoon: "What are you doing! This is a relief meal for everyone, not just for you!"

An angry look flashed across the sturdy man's face, and he swung hard, knocking the long-handled wooden spoon in Aunt Tabe's hand to the ground.

"Stop talking nonsense! There is nothing I cannot get that I want!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the surrounding weed spirits all revealed malicious expressions, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

"Stop! What are you trying to do!?"

Just as the sturdy man was about to slap the panicked Aunt Tabe, a childish voice suddenly rang out.

The speaker was Jerome who had just arrived. He bravely opened his arms, stood in front of Aunt Tabe, and glared at the group of weed spirits in front of him.

Also arriving here were Ron and Eve, who came with Jeremy.

"Wait, let's take a look at the situation first."

Loen shook his head at Eve who wanted to come forward to help, and silently put his hand on the pistol at his waist.

The two plant spirit warriors stood where they were cautiously and did not act rashly.

"Are you tired of living, little brat? Do you dare to challenge us?"

The sturdy man sneered, and the weed spirits around him looked at each other and began to slowly approach Jerome.

"This is the soup kitchen opened by Sister Su Nuan. We won't allow bad guys like you to mess around."

Looking at the weed spirit gradually approaching him, a trace of fear flashed in Jerome's eyes.

But he always stood firmly between Aunt Tabe and the weed spirits, not retreating even a step.

"Su Nuan? Oh, you mean the woman who built the greenhouse and brought you the seeds? Then my brothers and I really have to thank her for preparing so much food for us."

The sturdy man raised his eyebrows, and then showed a lewd smile: "I heard that she is also a very beautiful beauty..."

Before he could finish his next words, Jerome angrily punched the strong man, giving him a fatal blow.

"You are not allowed to insult Sister Su Nuan!"

"Ow!"

Jerome's scolding and the strong man's screams were intertwined, and the former's actions surprised everyone present.

No one expected that this boy would be so brave.

While all attention was drawn to Jerome, Aunt Tabe immediately winked at a girl behind her.

The girl understood, quietly left the soup kitchen, and ran quickly towards the greenhouse not far away.

After a brief moment of astonishment, the sturdy man, whose anger was burning in his heart, suddenly went into a violent state. He swung his palm as big as a palm fan and slapped it hard at Jerome's face.

"Want to die? I'll satisfy you, little brat!"

The sturdy man even added spiritual power to his palm. If it hit Jerome's head, it would probably explode.

At this critical moment, a hand that was also endowed with plant spiritual power suddenly appeared and clamped the strong man's wrist tightly like an iron clamp.

"If you dare to touch him, I will make you paralyzed for the rest of your life."

Looking at the burly man in front of him with a half-smile, Loen did not hide the murderous intent in his eyes.

Being stared at fiercely by a battle-hardened plant spirit warrior, the sturdy man, who bullied the weak and feared the strong, immediately withdrew his hand tremblingly like a deflated ball.

"You...who are you?"

"I'm just a kind-hearted person who sees injustice."

Loen released his hand that was holding the sturdy man, then kicked out with force, sending the sturdy man flying several meters away.

This kick not only made him fly backwards, but also made the strong man's accomplices feel frightened.

Although the young man in front of him looks weak, his strength should not be underestimated.

Seeing that Lorne rescued Jerome from the strong man, Aunt Tabe finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Eve came to Jerome and asked with concern: "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine, sis."

Jerome shook his head. Although he was a little scared, he was still proud of himself for being able to protect the soup kitchen.

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At the same time, inside a greenhouse.

"No... It's not good, Miss Su Nuan!"

The young girl rushed into the greenhouse and shouted to a figure who was busy among the crops.

"Hold on, what happened?"

A gentle and soft female voice came from among the crops. A young white-haired girl stood up, walked to the girl and gently patted her on the back.

"Someone...someone came to the soup kitchen to cause trouble!"

The girl's breathing gradually stabilized. After she finally calmed down, she immediately told Su Nuan the news that someone was causing trouble.

"You go first, I'll be there soon."

Upon hearing this, Su Nuan immediately brushed off the dirt on her body and prepared to go to the soup kitchen.

Just as she was about to walk out of the greenhouse, she seemed to have thought of something and turned to the corner of the greenhouse.

"in case."

After putting away the few small items that had been stored here earlier, Su Nuan hurried towards the soup kitchen.