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In fact, facing a few thousand at most was manageable. Ye Feihong realized that it was possible to fight against a larger number. But now, the situation had changed. Once the Brain Worm emerged from the canyon, Ye Feihong would have to confront a simultaneous assault from four hundred thousand dark creatures.
The sheer terror of such a scene sent chills down their spines just thinking about it. How could they possibly deal with that? To handle four hundred thousand dark beings at once, even without the Brain Worm, they would need at least over a hundred thousand Peashooters.
Ye Feihong had only been a Farmer for less than a month. Not to mention whether he had that many seeds, his Mental Power was also insufficient to control such a vast number of plants. To manage over a hundred thousand plants simultaneously would require at least the strength of an Advanced Farmer to barely keep them in check.
Only a Master Level Farmer could achieve partial precise control, while only a King Level Farmer could attain perfect precise control. As for Ye Feihong's current abilities, it was uncertain whether he had reached the Intermediate Farmer level, but he definitely had not achieved Master Level.
The time given to Ye Feihong for development was simply too short. What should he do? What should he do? What should he do?
The Farmers behind the Heaven Gate were anxiously brainstorming for solutions.
However, their combat experience was far inferior to that of Ye Feihong, so what good strategies could they come up with?
In the distance, at the Imperial Guard Monitoring Room, there was a discussion about whether to use large-scale destructive missiles for support. Relying solely on Ye Feihong, one person could not withstand such an attack.
A One Star General quietly voiced his thoughts to a nearby colleague.
"That's nonsense," replied the Sanxing General. "With the Brain Worms around, what good are missiles? Don't worry, that kid Ye Feihong is not as simple as you think." After saying this, the Sanxing General continued to calmly stare at the screen in front of him.
Half an hour passed.
Although Ye Feihong had deployed Pea Missiles and all the enhanced range weapons like Peashooters, Cabbages, and Corn Cannons against the dark creatures hiding in the corners of the cliffs as they emerged from the canyon, the effect was minimal. He had managed to eliminate only a few plants.
After half an hour of relentless bombardment, he had barely managed to kill tens of thousands of dark creatures. As the Brain Worm approached the exit of the canyon, Ye Feihong still had to face an onslaught from three hundred thousand dark creatures.
In the distance, Liu Meili clenched her hands tightly, murmuring, "Hang in there, Ye Feihong."
Lu Xiaoman was deep in thought about how to escape from this dire situation with over three hundred thousand dark creatures controlled by Zi Wu.
Meanwhile, foreign netizens began cheering in the streaming room.
The arrogant people of the Dragon Kingdom are about to meet their downfall so soon. Everyone knows how much they love to boast.
A person from Korea. The Heaven Gate belongs to us Koreans, yet it is being used by those useless Farmers from the Dragon Kingdom. It’s a disgrace for us Koreans. Our heroes, like Zhao Yun, would surely rise from their graves if they knew.
Koreans are known for being weak. They love to claim ancestry and often insist that historical figures from the Dragon Kingdom were actually their own.
Standing atop the Farm Owner's tower was Ye Feihong. Instead of feeling anxious, he wore a joyful smile. He never expected his plan to progress so smoothly.
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