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These damn zombies keep coming for my plants, and I’m running on fumes. Each wave hits harder, they’re gnashing their teeth like they want some green meat. I’m dropping bombs and shooting seeds like a madman. They keep crawling outta their graves, but I won’t let them feast on my garden. Gotta outsmart these brain-munchers and protect my turf. The clock’s tickin’ and every second counts. Strategies in place or my leafy greens are done for! Can’t quit now, it’s a full-on war – my plants gotta survive this zombie apocalypse or I’m toast!
