One Gargantuar, smarter than the rest, picked up the Morph Maker like a beach ball. He pointed a grimy finger at the machine’s control panel.
But it was too late. The zombies had learned. They formed a rotating council—a screen door salesman zombie, a tarot-reading zombie, and a zombie librarian. Each took a turn at the Morph Maker’s controls.
The plan was insane. While Patrice distracted the horde with a flurry of Cherry Bombs, Dave drove his rusted RV straight through the zombie ranks. He didn’t aim for the Gargantuar. He aimed for the control panel of the Morph Maker. plants vs zombies zombie maker
But instead of copying a plant, it copied the last command entered into the Morph Maker. And the last command had been: “Remove weakness to Butter.”
“Uh-oh,” said Patrice.
Patrice looked at the lawn—craters, seeds, and a single, lonely Conehat. “So… we won?”
A lone Imp snuck to the machine. The zombies chose Digger Zombie’s tunnel + Bungee Zombie’s drop + Hypno-shroom’s effect reversed . The Imp dug under the lawn, re-emerged behind Dave’s house, dropped onto Patrice’s head, and turned the defensive plants against her . A Wall-nut suddenly rotated and blocked the path to the house. A Chomper snapped at Dave’s ankles. One Gargantuar, smarter than the rest, picked up
Patrice was cornered. “Dave, we can’t fight an army that designs itself!”