To be honest, it's a strange day, why?

Because why don't he come to zombies during the day!

It's puzzling, when I thought the zombies had been intimidated by my handsomeness and didn't dare to come again.

Alas, everything is always unsatisfactory.

Dave and I were celebrating this evening and he and I were eating until 1 a.m.

In the end, I really couldn't eat anything, and I couldn't drink anymore, so I rubbed my sleepy eyes and lay on the bed.

I hadn't slept for about two minutes when the alarm on the vending machine suddenly went off.

I was woken up, scolding the dead vending machine in my heart, and it was clear that nothing would disturb my sleep.

I stood up and tried to unplug it, but poof, I glanced at the monitor.

Damn! This dead zombie doesn't come during the day, but at night, and it doesn't let people sleep! So annoying!

I hurried to wake up the drunken doctor, and he muttered:

"Why don't you let people sleep?"

"The point is that it's not a question of whether you sleep or not, zombies are coming!"

"Huh? This group of guys is actually dead set on not changing, crooked comparison, no, take me to see it. ”

The two of us ran to the monitor, and the normal zombie was slowly and leisurely about to go through the halfway.

"That's not good." Dave said, "Well, I've been wanting to get some mushrooms under the damp eaves lately, so let him out now." ”

"What? Mushroom? ”

"Yes, Puff-shroom, you deserve it, he doesn't need sunlight, that's great!"

Dave said as he put a seed in the mouth of the seed, and a small mushroom grew from the lawn.

To be honest, it's quite cute, the two eyes are small, and the little mouth is pouted.

A small purple hat is changed on the head, and at first glance you know that it is a poisonous mushroom, no wonder it can also be lethal to zombies.

I saw a small cloud of poison smashing on the zombie like a bubble, and I took a look:

It costs about ten of these small balls to kill an ordinary zombie, and the damage is about the same as that of a pea shooter, but he is free and has a fast cooldown! It's an artifact!

There must be a few varieties of such a good thing, and a few other plant lattices, I have planted some things blindly.

Sunflowers are essential anyway, but I found that the sunlight grew much slower than before.

"What's the situation, there's no sunshine, and it's hard to grow sunflowers."

"It's at night, it's the sun? If I hadn't graciously turned on the lights for you, you wouldn't even be able to see zombies. ”

Since that's the case, then I have to grow a variety of small puff-shrooms, in order to beware of more powerful zombies.

I spent a good half of the day in the last row making up a row of ice shooters, and now it's good.

It was cold in the middle of the night, and with the ice peas, it was even colder, and the zombies walked quite slowly!

However, this time the second master came out, and he was still the same, with a pair of floral pants, a shabby formal suit, a Mediterranean head, and a pair of reading glasses.

His newspaper is still the opposite, I really don't know what he's reading.

But he doesn't eat my ice peas!

I'm not convinced, I let him eat, and he has to eat.

I planted a few little puff-mushrooms in a row, and I smashed his newspaper in one fell swoop.

I don't know if he was too happy to taste the ice peas, or if he was too cold, but his eyes were red anyway, as if he had pink eye.

He got angry and frantically nibbled on my little puff-grooms, but he was too much to overthink.

With his old bones, if I put a little more effort into it, he'd have to crush his bones to make fertilizer for my plants.

The zombies of this day were not scary at all, they had no energy at all.

I felt like I was going through the first day, so in a moment I was going to die.

I lay down in bed and wanted to go back to sleep, but suddenly the alarm came.

I can't get used to this zombie even more.

He looks like a barricade zombie, but whose barricade is green, it seems that what happened to this zombie is also unfortunate.

He was also holding a pair of newspapers, which felt very similar to the second master's, but it was not like it, and he felt that his newspaper was bigger than the second master's.

I feel that with his virtue, isn't it just a second master and a barricade zombie, I'll kill it casually.

But it turned out to be different from what I thought.

His newspaper is much more crispy than the second master's, I thought I was facing an ordinary barricade zombie, but I didn't expect it......

I thought he was bronze, but he turned out to be a king!

His eyes suddenly became very red, red and shining, like the sun.

His biting speed is not at the same level as the second master!

He's almost twenty times faster!

I'm dripping, and at his speed, the nut shells are falling off with a clatter.

The nut gave a pained expression, and within two seconds, the nut was pushed down.

The rest of the little puff-mushrooms, ice shooters, and sunflowers, didn't hold on for half a second, and the road in front of the zombie was the same as if there were no obstacles, and they rushed straight over.

It was terrifying, I felt like he was coming to me in the next second, and then I was leaving this beautiful world.

Luckily, I have a small cart, and the little cart will always be a god! He bulldozed the road with sparks and lightning along the way.

It's a nice job!

The little zombie still has to kneel under my noble little cart after all.

It didn't take me a few minutes to rearrange the formation.

It's still the same set just now, the ice pea slows down, and the little puff-mushroom hits the output.

In order to deal with the zombies that have become so crazy because they are green, I prepared two rows of nut walls and in four seconds......

Counting the slowdown of Ice Pea, it should be able to kill zombies, everything is that simple.

Sure enough, I'm a high player, no doubt about it.

I saw that there were four more green-headed zombies, and their overwhelming momentum spread out, as if they could crush all my plants to the size of small puff-mushrooms.

It's not great, but I have a plan in my mind.

It is well known that their newspapers are thin, and of course because of the experience of the last battle.

But, in the face of the cherry bomb, all beings are equal!

As for the zombie, I thought I had replaced it with a potato mine in the last block.

I saw that the newspaper fell, I directly put down the cherry bomb, and with a "collapse", the three zombies said goodbye to the beautiful world.

As for the last zombie, in order to make him run faster, I shoveled all the potato mines in front of him.

He rushed through with sparks and lightning all the way, and finally got a grudge on the potato mine.

The vending machine sent another happy voice.

I've passed the eighth day, and it's not easy.

I've got to treat myself and go to sleep.

Dave walked in drunk, grabbed a bottle of wine, and threw it right on my bed.

The smell of alcohol instantly spread, and I felt like I was going to vomit.

Alas, it seemed that the downstairs could not be inhabited again, so I rolled up the cover and went upstairs.