In those days of Plants vs. Zombies

Chapter 593 The Rooftop Duo

As the new day began, Mo Chen arrived at the teleporter early, waiting for the arrival of the two new members.

The requests to recruit Cabbage Pitcher Plant Spirit and Flowerpot Homunculus have been approved, and they will soon be dispatched to serve in Garden 5905.

The first to quickly step out of the space-time rift was a handsome young man with green hair and a determined gaze.

He stood in the morning light, tall and agile, around twenty years old, exuding the capable air of a soldier.

Wearing a liberation cap and combat uniform, his eyes were bright emerald green, making him appear piercing and spirited.

Mo Chen's gaze was instantly drawn to the weapon in the young man's hand, an MGL-type grenade launcher painted green.

With its impressive firepower and ability to fire in rapid succession, it is exactly the kind of excellent firepower that Courtyard No. 5905 needs.

The young man first quickly and alertly looked around, and when he saw Mo Chen, the sharpness in his eyes softened considerably.

Instead, he wore a gentle and reliable expression.

He strode up to Mo Chen, stood at attention, deftly put down the grenade launcher he was carrying with one hand, and then gave Mo Chen a perfect military salute.

"Kretz Schizer, Cabbage Pitcher Plant Spirit with Tier 3 Plant Spirit Power, Sergeant rank, Firepower Position: Nice to meet you, homeowner!"

The cabbage pitcher named Kretz had a steady and powerful voice, clearly indicating that he was a veteran who had served in the military for many years.

His salute was almost perfect; there was absolutely nothing wrong with it.

His shoulders and back were straight as a pine tree, and even in the safe environment of the community, he never lost a bit of his wartime self-discipline.

This is the cabbage pitcher, the first line of defense on the rooftop battlefield.

They can ignore terrain and obstacles, using parabolic trajectories to throw cabbages that deal moderate damage to zombies.

The plant spirits who are pitchers in the Modern World also inherited the characteristics of the pitchers in the game.

They did not use conventional firearms in combat, but instead used various types of projectile grenades to provide reliable fire support for their comrades.

The Cabbage Pitcher Plant Spirits are a prime example; they are the most numerous Plant Spirit pitchers serving in the Federation forces and are also reliable and excellent firepower providers.

"Welcome to us, Kretz. I am Mo Chen, the owner of courtyard number 5905. I am very happy to have your favor."

Mo Chen returned Kretz's smile with a bright smile and gestured for the latter not to be so reserved.

Kretz remained in the at-ease position, but picked up the grenade launcher that had been lying beside his leg.

Upon hearing this, he humbly bowed his head slightly: "The homeowner is too kind. Serving here is merely my duty."

"Haha, I like your personality, you're reliable."

Gently patting Kretz on the shoulder, Mo Chen felt a surge of relief knowing that his War Garden had gained another reliable plant spirit warrior.

"By the way, don't rush to leave yet. How about staying to meet a comrade-in-arms with whom we'll be working frequently in the future?"

"As you command, homeowner."

Kress nodded; he naturally understood who Mo Chen was referring to as his comrade-in-arms.

In the courtyard, the only one who could be recruited along with the Cabbage Pitcher Plant Spirit was the Potted Homunculus, who, despite not being a Plant Spirit, was classified as a Plant Spirit Warrior.

Not long after, the spacetime rift, which had shrunk somewhat, expanded again, and solid, heavy footsteps could be heard coming from within it.

A figure slowly emerged from it; it was a brown-haired young man wearing an exoskeleton.

He wore a safety helmet shaped like an inverted flowerpot, simple and durable work clothes, and a pair of non-prescription glasses perched on his nose.

Amidst her slightly messy curly hair, a tender green sprout of some unknown plant grew, adding a touch of vitality and whimsy to her appearance.

What attracted Mo Chen's attention even more was the exposed, terracotta-colored artificial skin of this civil engineer.

Its surface is as smooth as glaze, just like fine pottery carefully fired at a thousand degrees.

Mo Chen couldn't help but admire in his heart that this body was almost indistinguishable from a real human.

Under the sunlight, its clay-like surface gleams with a warm glow, showcasing a perfect blend of industry and art.

And that exoskeleton equipment looks very advanced; its precise structure gives it a high-tech feel.

In particular, the structure of the exoskeleton's back is not a simple support frame, but a cleverly integrated linkage system combining multiple movable interfaces and several auxiliary robotic arms.

The steel branches, seemingly extending from the spine, allow the flowerpot android to perform coordinated operations with effortless ease.

The young man pushed up his glasses, his gaze subtly sweeping over Mo Chen and Kretz through the clear lenses.

Upon confirming that the two people in front of him were indeed the owner of courtyard number 5905 and the plant spirit warrior, a deep, resonant synthesized male voice rang out.

"Product number, Flowerpot Artificial Man 9527, with the sincerest greetings of Mr. Krishtofer David Blazein III, Your Excellency the owner of Courtyard No. 5905."

Upon hearing a familiar name from the other party, Mo Chen was reminded of some of the concepts surrounding artificial humans in flowerpots.

In a sense, flowerpot androids are also a type of tool androids, but the number of flowerpot androids is much greater than that of tool androids that are only provided for use in gardens.

They are mass-produced in Crazy Dave's factory and then dispatched around the world to provide high-quality engineering services to clients.

The Federation needs a large number of professional engineers and builders to construct vast cities belonging to the new world on the ruins of the old era.

For this reason, the Federation hired tens of thousands of androids for Crazy Dave, with "Flowerpot" being one of the most common models.

Thanks to decades of quiet hard work, the plant spirits generally have great respect for these androids who only think about turning to dust.

If they successfully pass the forbidden fruit test, these androids can legally become true "plant spirits" and be accepted by the life camp.

"Please also give my regards to Mr. Dave. From today onwards, you are a member of our courtyard number 5905."

Mo Chen coughed lightly and extended his hand to the young man.

Looking down at Mo Chen's outstretched hand, the young man remained silent for a few seconds before a perfectly timed smile appeared on his face, and he shook hands with Mo Chen.

"Hmm... what should I call you, 9527?"

Upon hearing the question from his homeowner, the young man lowered his head and remained silent for a few seconds. When he raised his head again, a gentle expectation shone in his dark eyes.

“If it is so, Your Excellency, I would prefer you to address me as ‘Tao Yuan’.”

It was still an electronically synthesized voice, but he tried to make it as gentle as possible: "This is the name I wrote for myself in my long work log."

"Taoyuan...it sounds like a nice name. Does it have any meaning?"

"Tao is derived from my own materials, and Yuan... means a solid wall. I hope to build a new wall for myself and say goodbye to my past career as a mere product number."

The flowerpot android who called himself Tao Yuan paused, then added, "Of course, Your Excellency, 9527 is at your beck and call, but it would be a great honor and recognition for me to be addressed by your name."

Upon hearing this, a look of understanding and approval flashed in Mo Chen's eyes. He understood Tao Yuan's thoughts and knew what he should do.

"Then, please allow me to welcome you back, Tao Yuan, welcome to courtyard number 5905."