The Killer 'Michael' Turned Out to Be Me (4K)

The mask has a soft texture, somewhat like rubber.

But it couldn't be hidden from Wu Heng.

This must be made by simmering skin in a pot over low heat, then filtering and boiling it to form a gelatinous substance.

Even the brown hair on the mask is real human hair with roots intact.

Moreover, the materials do not all come from the same organism.

"Who would wear this kind of mask?"

Filled with doubt, Wu Heng began to browse through the remaining memories within this body.

"He started killing people at the age of six!"

"Kill my older sister, kill my younger sister, kill my parents, kill my friends, kill strangers!"

"In short, he's either on a killing spree or in a mental hospital, listening to the ravings of cultists."

These fragments of memory left Wu Heng completely bewildered. Killing without reason, killing for the sake of killing—what kind of person was this body?

The other party has no feelings, no perceptions, no sense of right and wrong, and no concept of good and evil.

It was more like a monster, unlike any other human.

Wu Heng painstakingly searched through the body's brain, which was filled with memories of blood, and finally found a useful scene.

It was in the basement of an old house.

An angry, terrified woman screamed, "Go to hell, Michael Myers!"

Then he threw the torch in his hand, burning the body and the old house together to ashes.

"Michael Myers?!"

Wu Heng had some doubts; was this really the Michael Myers he knew?

So he used his arm strength to tear away the vines and roots that were wrapped around his wrist, and reached down to take off the mask from his face to check it.

This is a white, head-covering rubber mask.

Due to the extended time, the adhesive on the mask surface had melted and delaminated, before re-coagulating.

This made the mask's surface even shinier, and also gave it a charred look.

It looks even more creepy!

Wu Heng lowered his head again, broke the vines binding him, and patted off the thick layer of dust covering his body, revealing his dark blue repairman's uniform.

"Okay, there's no need to guess anymore, it's Michael Myers," Wu Heng thought to himself.

He hadn't expected that this time the body he possessed would be different from the ordinary person he'd possessed before.

He actually possessed the body of Michael, the immortal killer known as "Michael Myers Michael Myers" by netizens in his previous life, in the movie "Halloween".

This guy has been terrorizing the Haddonfield for decades, always wearing a white mask, wielding a chef's knife, appearing and disappearing like a ghost, and specializing in killing his family and friends on Halloween.

"But we're supposed to be entering A Nightmare on Elm Street on Elm Street, so why is Michael Myers here?" Wu Heng asked, puzzled.

After thinking about it carefully, I immediately understood the connection.

The world depicted in the Lighthouse is a complete world in itself.

This time, A Nightmare on Elm Street 8 is no exception.

In its previous form, this movie had another name: "Freddy vs. Jason".

In other words, this world not only has Elm Street and Freddy Krueger, the dream demon, but also Crystal Lake and Jason Voorhees, the immortal serial killer.

There was another movie in the previous life called "Michael Myers vs. Jason Voorhees: Rise of Evil".

This film places Michael Myers and Jason Voorhees in the same world, and Jason Voorhees in the same world as Michael Myers. Given the connection between the three, it's not surprising that Michael Myers appears.

Wu Heng quickly accepted this new identity and immediately realized the benefits this body brought.

at this time,

He had already sensed hundreds of terrifying emotions surging towards him from the southwest, at a distance of about 5 kilometers.

Wu Heng guessed that he was currently on the outskirts of the Haddonfield.

He communicated with the Life Box through his thoughts, and a mirror appeared in his hand. He raised his hand and looked at his own face.

Then he understood.

No wonder Wu Heng felt that although this body was stronger than an ordinary person, it was completely incomparable to a serial killer.

Because the person in the mirror was a decrepit old man with white hair and beard.

Who would have thought that an immortal serial killer would age and become physically weak?

Wu Heng put the white, hollow mask back on his head.

He looked around and spotted an old chef's knife stuck in a crack in the blue brick wall.

So he reached out and pulled it out.

When the rusty blade was pulled out, it tore a corner of the blue brick, which had become stuck together because the two had been in contact for so long.

Wu Heng held the chef's knife in his hand.

The moment he touched the chef's knife, he sensed something was wrong.

An evil consciousness seemed to be stimulated by this and came to its senses.

This consciousness emerged from within the leather mask, but Wu Heng then used his Spirit-Touch Power to cover the mask and forcefully suppress it.

Wu Heng had already sensed it; it was Michael Myers's will. The other party had long since become a kind of evil spirit or strange being. Although his true form was still connected to this human body, it was not this human body. His true form was inside the mask.

This is also where the Lighthouse's tricks can be deceiving.

If it weren't for Wu Heng's own abilities, which were already enough to overpower Michael Myers,

The backlash from the evil consciousness within the mask alone could kill the possessed Tower Guardian; it's like they're delivering a gift but not saving the person!

However, fortune and misfortune are intertwined.

Wu Heng thus discovered something interesting.

That was Michael Myers's ability after he became a monster, and now he was able to inherit some of it.

The first ability is to sense a person's memories from the past seven days through close eye contact.

Michael Myers himself had regained consciousness once yesterday when a young man broke into the sewers. Through eye contact, Michael sensed that the young man had run into the sewers because he was a victim of school bullying.

In order to get rid of his aging body, Michael Myers chose to let the other person go, using this as a way to go fishing.

The second ability is to minimize one's own presence.

Before he attacks outsiders and inflicts intense emotional trauma on them, he can minimize his presence and make himself difficult for ordinary people to detect.

This is why Michael Myers can appear and disappear so mysteriously every time he goes on a killing spree.

In one of the films, he was covered in blood as he walked past passersby on the street, who ignored him as if they didn't see him.

As for the other two abilities, superhuman physical abilities and the ability to heal from injuries, these two abilities are actually useless to Wu Heng.

Because his strength and healing abilities are superior to Michael Myers's.

"Since they are different, I wonder if they can be enslaved?"

Wu Heng pondered for a moment, then scratched his index finger with his thumbnail, dripping blood onto the mask, and then used his Spirit Binding ability.

The blood disappeared instantly.

He did not feel the sensation of controlling evil spirits.

After careful examination, Wu Heng realized that the will to resist within the mask had weakened considerably.

It's unclear whether it was because Michael Myers himself was an anomaly, or because his strangeness exceeded the scope of Spirit Binding, that the Spirit Binding effect did not completely enslave Michael Myers.

"But it's enough!"

"At least the Spirit-Touch Power that suppressed the mask has been freed up and can still be used against enemies."

Wu Heng wasn't greedy; having obtained this status already made him many times better off than ordinary people.

At that moment, a thought suddenly occurred to him.

Because he sensed that someone 200 kilometers away was connected to him.

This is where the ' Name Inquiry ' came into play.

At this time, the only person who could connect with him was Chu Keying, a newcomer to the Lighthouse.

He reached into the Life Box and pulled out a piece of paper with the name ' Chu Keying ' written on it. Along with the connection, a faint sense of fear emanated from her.

So Wu Heng activated the power of fear, went against the current, and accurately sent out a beam of energy carrying his own will.

Harrisburg, 200 kilometers away.

Chu Keying had just finished eating and returned to her room.

Instantly, I felt a hallucination appear before my eyes, an image of 'sunlight'.

"Chu Keying, what is your current identity? Have you prepared your disguise?"

Upon seeing this, Chu Keying did not answer. Instead, she closed the door expressionlessly and sat on the bed.

"I'm asking you a question!" Wu Heng asked again.

Each time he transmits a message, he consumes a significant amount of terror energy. Currently, there are only a few hundred people in this world who provide him with terror energy.

Therefore, the terrifying power accumulated at this time is not much.

This is also because Wu Heng himself is unable to control the power of fear he unleashes from a distance, resulting in too much of the power dissipating.

Chu Keying still ignored Wu Heng, and kept muttering:

"This is an illusion, this is an illusion! Stay calm, pretend nothing is happening!"

Wu Heng was speechless upon hearing this.

This was something he taught the other person, because many evil spirits only truly attack people once they are discovered. If you pretend not to see them, you are more likely to escape.

"This is not an illusion, don't use the eighth survival rule!" Wu Heng emphasized again.

The phrase "eighth survival rule" finally stopped Chu Keying's panic. Wu Heng could clearly feel that the surge of terror she had just felt had instantly decreased by 90%.

Chu Keying, who had initially thought she had encountered an evil spirit, calmed down after realizing it was the real 'Sunshine' contacting her and said:

"You scared me to death! It really was you!"

"I am now a 28-year-old woman, and according to the will, I have just inherited my father's nine-figure estate."

"However, this body's father is quite the womanizer. He has two wives, one ex-wife, and three children without inheritance rights who are currently causing trouble, trying to continue to claim a share of the family fortune, making a mess of the house."

She felt somewhat uncomfortable and panicked.

The novelty lies in being able to experience other people's bodies and the unique customs and culture of a world different from that of the Deep Blue Star.

Her panic stemmed from the fact that this world was unsafe and even contained strange creatures. As an ordinary person, she naturally had no idea about the true situation on Deep Blue Star.

After listening, Wu Heng understood that this was a perk for a newcomer entering the storyline for the first time, as it elevated their status.

"Then you'd better get a will notarized right away!"

"It states that upon my death, all my assets will be donated to charity."

"Then take half of your property and divide it among the three people, but it must be divided over ten years. Each of them will only receive one-tenth of the property each year, and if you die during this period, all the remaining money will be donated."

"Otherwise, I'm afraid you'll be poisoned to death one day!"

"By doing this, these three will become your most loyal bodyguards, more eager than anyone else for you to live. To take your life is to take theirs."

Chu Keying nodded thoughtfully and continued, "We can only keep it for 30 days, right? If I split it into 30 days to collect it, would I get better protection?"

"The time is too short; you could very well be placed under house arrest."

"I'll stop here for now!" Wu Heng said calmly, ceasing the transmission of fear energy.

He noticed unusual noises coming from outside the passage.

The soft, crunching sound of footsteps echoed as weeds were trampled and broken.

A blond young man wearing a dark blue jacket and brown cargo pants timidly and nervously slipped in.

"The sunlight is dazzling, the Halloween, how wonderful!"

Wu Heng tugged at the white mask, put it on, and returned to his original position.

It was already late at night.

The young man who entered the sewer shone his flashlight, glanced cautiously at Wu Heng, and ran another seven or eight meters into the sewer before pressing his body against the arched brick wall and standing quietly at the end.

He then pointed to the location of the sewer opening, seemingly to warn Wu Heng that someone was there.

Based on his fragmented memories, Wu Heng recognized the young man as the one Michael Myers had let go yesterday who had been bullied at school.

The other party actually It Comes today, and it seems they brought It Comes an enemy with them.

He turned to look at the cave entrance, where a short-haired middle-aged man in a blue down jacket, who was clearly drunk and walking unsteadily, also came in, carrying a flashlight and cursing under his breath.

"Little mouse, you've run into your hole, haven't you? Get out here right now!"

You have nowhere to run.

"You dare interfere with my girl-chasing? Well, tonight I'll punish you by making you my girl, as compensation. I'm going to tear you to pieces today."

The middle-aged man, holding a flashlight, shone it aimlessly around. Because the cave was not very large, and the light reflected off the young man's jacket, he quickly spotted him.

The middle-aged man grinned maliciously and quickly approached.

The young man, who had initially appeared calm and ready to watch the show, instantly became terrified.

He looked at Wu Heng, who stood motionless in place, with a pleading expression.

The young man couldn't quite understand it.

This situation is completely different from what he expected. Why didn't the serial killer kill this middle-aged man?

The immortal killer had clearly peered into his memories yesterday and observed him being bullied before letting him go.

Today, he was bullied to his face.

"Are you going to do anything about this violence and bullying, you murderer?!" the young man screamed internally in despair.

Wu Heng's eyes were scanning the scene before him. The scene seemed familiar, and he vaguely remembered it, as if he had seen it before.

He carefully searched his memory, especially the plot of the ' Halloween ' movie series.

I finally remembered!

This is a scene from the 2022 film ' Halloween: The End,' except that it was previously told from the audience's third-person perspective, but now it's Michael Myers's first-person perspective. The scene and perspective are completely different, which is why it's hard to recognize.

So, this young man in front of us,

It should be the target that Michael Myers chose in the movie to transfer his aging body, namely the villainous protagonist Corey Corning.

Wu Heng's lips curled up slightly; this was a lamb delivered to his doorstep.

He slowly took a step forward, amidst Corey's gradually shifting expressions of terror and despair, and his middle-aged man's growing excitement and rage.

"Help me, Mr. Michael Myers!" Corey cried out anxiously, as if he had seen a savior.

He actually cried out for help to a cold-blooded killer; his appearance at that moment seemed somewhat comical.

However, the middle-aged man, a resident of Haddonfield and a member of the bar gang, had been frequenting such places for years and was well aware of the surroundings. He was naturally very familiar with the name ' Michael Myers,' and his flashlight shone on him instantly.

A pale mask, empty eyes, and a rusty chef's knife covered in dried bloodstains.

Everything is self-evident!

The middle-aged man screamed in terror, the effects of the alcohol instantly dissipating. Crying and screaming, he turned and ran immediately towards the cave entrance, wanting to leave.

Wu Heng stood calmly in place, and with the index finger of his left hand, he lightly flicked the blade of the chef's knife in his right hand.

'Bass--!'

A clanging sound, like the vibration of a blade, echoed continuously in the Silence sewer.

The middle-aged man froze on the spot.

His eyes were still blinking rapidly, trying to squint and observe Wu Heng's location, but his body seemed paralyzed, frozen in place, unresponsive to his brain.

This is how Wu Heng used trickery and fear to control the middle-aged man.

Then he turned and looked at the young man Corey.

Corey felt uncomfortable being stared at, but after hesitating for a moment, he slowly walked over, looked at Wu Heng, and then at the middle-aged man.

Wu Heng extended his right arm and handed over a chef's knife, the tip of which pointed at Corey's chest.

Corey was stunned, but when he saw that Wu Heng didn't make any further moves, he felt relieved.

He hesitated before stepping forward, carefully pinching the blade with two fingers, enduring the stinging pain of rust piercing his index finger, and gently taking it from Wu Heng's hand.

Then I held it in my hand.

He understood Wu Heng's meaning and turned to look at the middle-aged thug.

Corey's brows furrowed, his expression filled with conflict and cowardice, his emotions constantly shifting.