Plants vs. Zombies for All: I Can Add Passives to Plants

Lin Yue noticed that several other submarines were parked not far away on both sides.

Working together with Seaweed Guardians, they each occupied a small stretch of the defensive line, diligently farming their own Rice Dumplings.

When Lin Yue's submarine sailed over, someone in the nearest submarine looked up at it.

Through two layers of observation windows and the water, the view refracted underwater. Their expression was unclear, but Lin Yue could feel their gaze lingering on the submarine's hull for a moment.

That submarine's hull was covered in dents and impact marks, with a deep scratch near the tail. It was obvious they had suffered quite a bit these past two days.

They withdrew their gaze and continued focusing on their own Zombies, quietly wondering—why was this newly arrived submarine in such perfect condition?

Its hull was almost undamaged, its plant lineup was neat and complete, and even its Seaweed Guards looked sturdier than theirs.

Was he incredibly lucky, or incredibly strong?

Lin Yue paid no attention to the others' stares.

All his attention was focused on the Zombie horde surging ahead.

The Pea Military Merit Helmet that cost 1,000 Rice Dumplings flashed through Lin Yue's mind. If he got lucky—both Snow Peas and ordinary Peashooters would have hats to wear.

Farm Rice Dumplings first. Equipment could wait.

Right now, the entire area outside the defensive line was full of moving Rice Dumplings. This wasn't danger. This was a harvest.

"Whoosh~ whoosh~ whoosh~"

"Swish~ swish~ swish~"

Three long, silver figures shot out from behind the Zombie horde at astonishing speed.

They were faster than any Zombie, so fast that their outlines could not be seen clearly. All he saw were three white streaks slicing through the water, trailing strings of tiny bubbles behind them.

The swordfish's sharp bodies cut through the seawater with a piercing hiss.

Lin Yue saw them clearly... three Zombies riding swordfish.

The swordfish were long and streamlined, their silvery-white scales gleaming with a metallic sheen beneath the lights.

A Zombie rode on the back of each swordfish—their bodies were more shriveled than ordinary Zombies, their skin stretched tightly over their bones. Their legs clamped around the swordfish's body while both hands gripped its dorsal fin tightly.

Most deadly of all... circular thrusters were strapped to their backs, constantly blasting compressed gas and propelling the swordfish toward the submarine at unimaginable speed.

Swordfish Zombies.

Lin Yue recalled the information on this type of Zombie—in the game, Swordfish Zombies would ram the submarine at high speed. Once the impact succeeded, they would self-destruct, dealing at least around fifteen percent damage to the submarine.

Fifteen percent was far too much.

If all three hit at once, it would cost nearly half the submarine's durability. In this event, dropping below fifty percent durability was practically a death sentence.

It seemed... he couldn't let them get close.

Magic-shroom... Zombies Against Zombies

It seemed... he couldn't let them get close.

The three Swordfish Zombies appeared on different lanes at once—the first lane on the left, the third lane on the left, and the sixth lane on the right.

They were incredibly fast, but... his plants attacked even faster.

The bony spike on a swordfish's pointed bill split the seawater, kicking up a visible white wake directly ahead of the hull.

"Pfft—"

On the third lane, the Peashooter fired first.

Its round, cannon-like mouth suddenly stretched wide, launching a huge green pea from its barrel.

(Peashooter: Have you ever seen me at my peak?)

The instant it left the barrel, the pea blasted a ring of turbulence through the seawater, forcing the surrounding water aside and forming a brief vacuum trajectory.

The pea tore through that path without slowing at all, carrying all its kinetic force straight into the oncoming Swordfish Zombie.

"Thud—"

A dull impact rang out.

The pea struck the Swordfish Zombie squarely in the chest, visibly denting the point of impact.

The tremendous force threw it from the swordfish's back. Its entire body arched backward, both arms slipping from the dorsal fin, one arm snapping off outright in the collision.

Having lost its rider, the swordfish immediately swam toward the seafloor and vanished.

The Peashooter gave it no chance to correct course.

"Pfft—"

The second pea had already left the barrel, this time aimed at its head.

The pea hit the Zombie's head with perfect accuracy. Its head snapped backward under the impact, its neck stretching to an impossible angle, followed by a crisp crack.

The head separated from the body, drifting through the water alongside the severed arm.

At the same time, the thruster on the Zombie's back lost its host. Its safety lock automatically disengaged, and a blinding light flared from the swordfish's back. Then—

Boom!

The thruster exploded.

Orange-red fire bloomed underwater. Though it could not truly burn in the deep sea, the shockwave was still powerful.

The explosion was still a safe distance from the submarine. By the time the shockwave reached the hull, it had weakened into a faint tremor, like someone lightly knocking on the outside.

Seaweed Guard: (#`皿'#)

The Seaweed Guardian on the first lane did not budge before the explosion.

Its leaves spread to their widest, its stalk leaning slightly forward. Its entire posture radiated an arrogant refusal to yield.

The tips of its leaves pointed at the surging Zombie horde. In that instant, it looked less like a plant and more like a world-class goalkeeper.

(Anyone who's been scrolling Douyin lately would get it.)

"If you want to pass, get past me first."

On the first lane, the Swordfish Zombie was still charging.

But the Seaweed Guardian's leaves were already waiting.

The swordfish's pointed bill was less than 0.000001 mm from the Seaweed Guardian's leaf.

A tongue suddenly shot out, even faster than the swordfish.

Toadstool's tongue.

(Toadstool: My first time eating sashimi. So fresh~)

That tongue was coated in sticky mushroom saliva. It drew a straight pink line through the water, wrapping precisely around the Zombie's waist and the swordfish's body...

One Zombie and one fish were tied up tight by the same tongue.

The tongue's muscles suddenly contracted. Its mucus stretched into thin strands in the seawater, and the tremendous pull yanked both the swordfish and the Zombie on its back off their original course.

"Glug, gulp."

Toadstool's cheeks puffed out.

The first "glug" was the sound of the Zombie going in. Its cheeks swelled round, and a vague outline could be seen inside.

The second "gulp" was the swordfish being dragged in. Its cheeks expanded again, nearly reaching their limit.

Toadstool's mouth clamped tightly shut, the ring of mushroom bristles around its lips sticking firmly together.

Dull chewing sounds came from its huge mouth. Its cheeks bulged and flexed, and occasionally, the crisp crack of fish bones being crushed could be heard.

On the right side of the sixth lane, another Swordfish Zombie was sprinting at full speed.

It was the farthest away, so it had charged the longest. The swordfish's body drew a straight white line through the water.

The bone blade on its pointed bill aimed straight at the submarine's right porthole. Gas blasted from the thruster on its back, making the whole fish look like a miniature torpedo launched into the sea.

But being far away also meant Magic-shroom had enough time to draw cards and attack.

"Whoosh~ whoosh~ whoosh~ whoosh~"

Four playing cards flew from between Magic-shroom's vines, spinning and tumbling through the water. Each card's back bore a golden gear pattern, while their fronts flipped over in sequence—Two of Clubs, Three of Hearts, Eight of Diamonds, Nine of Spades.

The four cards formed a straight line in the seawater.

(2+3+8+9=22.22, greater than 18. Trigger condition met. Hand evaluation—no special hand. Basic summon activated.)

"Bzzzt—bang!"

A massive black top hat appeared directly in front of the Swordfish Zombie without warning.

The Swordfish Zombie had no time to brake—its speed was too fast, so fast that it had no time to react. The entire fish, Zombie included, plunged headfirst into the top hat.

"Plop."

The top hat turned into a cloud of smoke and dissipated underwater.

And where the hat vanished, a brand-new Zombie appeared out of thin air.

It wore an orange roadblock cone on its head and a diving suit on its body. Its hollow eyes stared blankly ahead, wearing the same confused expression as every other Zombie.

Roadblock Diver Zombie.

It stood there—or rather, floated there—in a daze for a second.

It... had clearly been gnawing on a dead fish deep on the seafloor just moments ago. How had it suddenly ended up here?

(Conehead Zombie: What the hell! Where'd that patch of seafloor go? The Zombies? The fish? Where the fuck am I? And why do I feel like I'm not in control?)

It looked around in confusion. Before it could figure out what was happening, the swordfish rammed straight into it.

The swordfish's pointed bill struck the Conehead Zombie's diving suit with a dull thud, sending its entire body flying backward.

The Conehead Zombie rolled twice through the water before landing on the Seaweed Guardian's leaf with a slap.

The Seaweed Guardian's leaf bounced like a slingshot, launching the Conehead Zombie back—straight toward the Swordfish Zombie.

The Conehead Zombie crashed into the Swordfish Zombie. The two Zombies tangled together, staring wide-eyed at each other.

The Swordfish Zombie stared at this companion who had suddenly appeared, suddenly crashed into it, then suddenly bounced back. Its eyes were full of question marks.

(Swordfish Zombie: Wrong direction?)

(Swordfish Zombie: What is going on? Why are you blocking me? Whose side are you on?)

Before it could express any further confusion, the Conehead Zombie suddenly opened its mouth, revealing a mouthful of jagged rotten teeth, then bit down on the Swordfish Zombie's shoulder.

"Grrk, grraaah..."

The Conehead Zombie's teeth sank into the Swordfish Zombie's shriveled flesh.

The Conehead Zombie bit down hard...

(Conehead Zombie: I can't control myself!!!)

The Swordfish Zombie let out a muffled groan of pain.

It swung a claw at the Conehead Zombie's face, its nails scraping three white marks across the roadblock cone.

"Grrr, hsssk..."

(There's a traitor!!! Why are you biting me? Aren't we the same kind? No—this smell, this bite, this head-shaking force... this bastard has been turned against us!)

It returned the favor with its teeth, biting down on the other's arm.

The two Zombies grappled together, teeth against teeth, claws against claws, rolling and tearing at each other underwater in a mad make-out brawl.

This Feels So Good... Ah!!!

"Grrr, hsssk..."

Just as the two Zombies were passionately making out, Kitty and Starfruit's attacks arrived at the same time.

"Whoosh~ whoosh~ whoosh~"

Three spikes shot out from Kitty's direction and buried themselves in the Swordfish Zombie.

Immediately afterward, Starfruit's five points lit up at once. Five golden stars came spinning in a fan-shaped formation, covering the entire area of the brawl.