Three days after the chase.
Zomboss has been in his office for weeks ever since and works nonstop. He completely shifted his focus away from the plants for unknown reasons, despite them still normally attacking Zomburbia to this day.
"That little thing... is NO LITTLE THING!" Zomboss yells as he grinds his teeth and smash the table, "I've squandered a lot of my time making sure that he's the ultimate of the MOST ultimate just for him to BREAK OUT!"
Zomboss, standing and turning around, kicks the chair away. He facepalms for a moment and drags the chair back to the table. He grabs the paper and continued on writing.
Meanwhile...
The peashooter accidentally stumbles upon Neighbourville while tracking his way through the cold dark forest. Bewildered, he decided to roam around. On the spur of the moment, He met a squadron of sunflower, peashooter, snow pea, and repeaters. He got excited that they look a lot like him and tries to interact to them. But before he even get the chance to speak, they immediately turned hostile and shoots him.
He was perplexed. He tries to block all the peas, but to no avail. A handful of melon-pults follows and bombards him. He came to the conclusion that it isn't safe there, so he runs away and vowed never to come back there again.
After the peashooter lost them, he removes the broken melons that has gotten into him. He sat beside a nearby tree and curls up. He lets a faint weep as loneliness strikes him while looking at the night sky. He let a cold exhale, stands up and continues on the aimless exploration.
Hours passed.
Zomboss gave up temporarily and came up with something else instead of tracking the peashooter down directly by himself.
He went to the control room and tells all of the zombies to gather up. "I'm gonna be hosting a conference and I expect EVERYBODY to attend. I'll be at the park soon, so prepare yourselves now. NOW." He announced in the speakers.
Moments later, all of the zombies took part and arranged themselves. Zomboss went in the middle while grabbing a megaphone.
He vocalizes, "Okay, so we all know that a peashooter escaped and destroyed the whole city. We don't want that to happen, RIGHT?"
The zombies clamored in agreement.
He speaks, "Now, I need someone to volunteer, ONLY ONE. Firmly raise one hand-"
The zombies would raise both hands and some jumped.
"One hand, ONE HAND, ONE GODDAMN HAND! And when did I tell you to jump, huh?" Zomboss shouts.
Zomboss would clear his throat and voices, "By the way, I need only ONE person to volunteer. Firmly raise one hand, and if you can't, get a hair straightener. Again, raise one hand STRAIGHT for those who can volunteer."
Ten zombies raised a hand.
"Alright. I'm just gonna warn you all, this is DANGEROUS." Zomboss proclaims.
The rest except one swiftly put down their hands back. Zomboss glances at the zombie who kept his hand up in the air.
"You, come with me." Zomboss ordered the zombie while he pointed at him.
They both went into a high-security containment laboratory. He instructed the zombie to go inside an incubator and turned on the machine.

"I won't let my arrogance get to my head again. Never." Zomboss states as he start modifying the zombie's genes. He took a post-mortem of why the peashooter escaped and continued.
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VINDICATOR. (Plants vs. Zombies)
Adventure[BEING REVISED AS OF NOW] The mutants, although shrouded in total mystery, had chosen to disassociate themselves from the unruly grip of Doctor Zomboss. After a conscious decision by the former to declare their opposition after years of indefinite...
