In those days of Plants vs. Zombies

Chapter 600 Eye of the Storm

[Courtyard No. 5905...]

Raymond sighed deeply; he could hardly remember how many times he had heard that familiar number.

The poor sleep quality I'm experiencing now is largely thanks to courtyard number 5905.

Recently, every "big shot" Raymond has encountered has become entangled in an inexplicable relationship with this war courtyard.

First came the Wandering Wind (Wind Whisper) and Iron Arm General (Odin Krieg), who came directly to his door. Then came Euphemia (the second young lady of the Lauder family) and Instructor Crimson (Himiko), whom he had seen in the data.

Add to that Amber Princess (Amber Paladin) and Starlight Princess (Mira Etherda) who appeared before him this time, as well as the Entwined Waterweed Spirit (Elezura Atlan) whom he had personally sent over. With all these important figures gathered in the same courtyard, there were enough to make two tables of mahjong in Long'an.

“I understand, Courtyard 5905…right? I will notify the staff in the teleportation hall to activate the teleporter for the two of you.”

Pretending to be nonchalant, Raymond personally escorted Mira and Amber out of his office.

"Thank you for your cooperation, Lieutenant General Satoru."

Mira bowed obediently to Raymond, her golden eyes, brighter than the stars, sparkling with anticipation: "I hope we can have such a pleasant conversation next time we meet."

"Of course, Lieutenant Etherda, I sincerely wish you and Sergeant Paladin a pleasant stay in Courtyard 5905."

Raymond smiled in response, watching their figures disappear at the end of the corridor.

Once he confirmed that the two important figures had gone far away, Raymond's smile froze instantly, replaced by a complex and inscrutable expression.

Back at his desk, he leaned back wearily in his chair, his fingers tapping lightly on the surface unconsciously, a bitter smile playing on his lips.

Putting this young ancestor of the Etherda family into the chaotic melting pot of Zone 59 undoubtedly stirred up a storm that could affect the entire modern world.

Raymond didn't know if what he was doing was right or wrong, but he had no other choice.

That special approval order, personally signed by General Liuli, was the final straw that broke Raymond's back.

Its concise and cold wording leaves no room for maneuver.

With his gaze unfocused on the ceiling, Raymond was filled with mixed emotions.

"What kind of courtyard is this?"

He closed his eyes and rubbed his temples hard: "It's clearly the eye of a storm in the making."

The only thing Raymond could be thankful for was that not many people knew that "Mira wanted to become a plant warrior".

From their departure from Metropolis to their arrival at the Federal 59th Army's base, Mira and Amber's journey remained a secret.

Even the elders of the Eseta family and the directors of the Star Corporation had no idea where their most distinguished young lady had gone.

It's likely that the Aether family and Star Corporation won't learn about this until Mira and Amber have completely settled in Courtyard 5905.

After all, in the eyes of the vast majority of the people of the Federation, this little princess of starlight is known for being "spoiled and willful".

······

"Lieutenant General Sartos, here is all the detailed information regarding Courtyard 5905. Please take a look."

Some time later, Raymond's adjutant, Russell, strode into the office and placed a thick stack of documents on his superior's desk.

"Thank you for your hard work, Rosell. Please sit down. I have some questions for you later."

"Yes, Lieutenant General Satos."

He picked up the documents and began to peruse them. The deeper he went, the more shocked Raymond's expression became.

Previously, he had only briefly browsed the information about Courtyard No. 5905 based on the fact that General Iron Arm had returned to the army.

But it wasn't until now that Raymond realized just how amazing and incredible Courtyard 5905 truly was.

A courtyard that had just been opened in early September had been successfully promoted to the advanced level one in less than three months.

During this period, Courtyard 5905 defeated more than a dozen Imperial squadron leaders and also eliminated at least tens of thousands of low-level zombies.

With the needs for population and military achievements being met in turn, the activated modules were put into use one by one.

Once the last five spirit warriors are recruited, Courtyard No. 5905 can be successfully promoted to the final Tier 1, fulfilling a long-cherished wish that many homeowners in the Modern World could never achieve in their lifetime.

"You've already advanced to Tier 1 Ultimate so quickly? You truly deserve to be the star homeowner of Zone 59."

Raymond couldn't help but sigh, then looked up at Russell, who was sitting upright not far away: "I sent you to Courtyard 5905, so what were your impressions of it?"

Upon hearing Raymond's question, Roselle pondered for a moment before giving his answer: "Very good."

"What's so good about it?"

"That courtyard was different from the courtyards I had visited before; it was not lifeless, but full of life and vitality."

"anything else?"

"Whether they were residents of the courtyard or plant warriors, their eyes were filled with an emotion I had never seen in most courtyards."

"what?"

"hope."

When these two words come from the mouth of a seasoned adjutant, they carry considerable weight.

In the chaotic war zone amidst constant gunfire, most courtyards were like isolated islands separated from each other.

Numbness, vigilance, struggle, confusion...

Therefore, the value of the word "hope" is truly self-evident.

As he listened to his adjutant's account, Raymond's fingertips lightly traced across the documents.

"hope···"

He repeated the word in a low voice, as if savoring its long-lost flavor.

After a long while, Raymond waved his hand, signaling that Rosell could leave.

"Remember, don't mention what happened today to anyone."

"Understood, Lieutenant General Satoru."

Russell saluted, turned, and left the office.

Raymond was left alone in the large room once again. He picked up the stack of documents again, his gaze lingering on the line with the homeowner's name.

What will Courtyard No. 5905 look like in your hands?

······

Setting aside his wild imagination for the moment, Raymond put down the documents and seemed lost in thought.

Since Courtyard No. 5905 has already gathered so many important figures, wouldn't it be alright to have a few more?

Raymond chuckled self-deprecatingly, but his attention was focused on the two types of plant spirit warriors that had not been recruited by Courtyard 5905.

[Corn Pitcher Plant Spirit... Watermelon Pitcher Plant Spirit...]

Soon, two figures appeared in his mind.

In Raymond's current view, among all the members of the 59th Army of the Federation, there are no more suitable candidates to serve in Courtyard 5905 than them.

Raymond took a deep breath and made a quick decision. He picked up the phone and dialed Russell, who had just walked out of the command center.

"Notify Colonel Gold to come to my office. Remember to tell the lady that her sister must also be present."

"Also, tell our 'Group Champion' that I've found him a good place."