Freddy Krueger's Realization

Before more bizarre orbs of light could approach, Wu Heng released his restrained thoughts, carrying Deborah back into the dream world.

Once again, I returned to reality from the dream.

The moment Deborah regained consciousness, it felt as if she had just woken from a nightmare.

This wasn't because of Wu Heng's dream, but because of those strange hissing sounds.

"This is simply unbelievable! Such a thing actually exists in the world of dreams!"

Deborah, panting heavily, said with lingering fear.

"That wasn't a dream, or rather, a dream was just a medium through which it connected," Wu Heng corrected.

"What kind of place is that? Is it hell?"

Deborah then realized that her research was not just a simple biological experiment.

"I don't know, but we'll know the answer soon." Wu Heng didn't speculate further, but turned to ask, "Now you should know why the experiment failed, right?"

"Yes, I never imagined there could be such danger in a dream; it's beyond the scope of current science."

"Moreover, this situation also reminds me of the reason why another experiment failed."

"It was a clinical trial for a drug that could excite the brain and prevent sleep. The result was that the seven participants recruited, although initially deprived of sleepiness, were actually stimulated by the increased activity of their central nervous system."

"However, in the later stages, as the dosage increased, they still couldn't resist the natural drowsiness that their bodies produced, causing them to fall asleep."

"Moreover, when they fall asleep in this state, their bodies will twist and convulse, blood will flow from their seven orifices, and they will foam at the mouth."

"One of the survivors has claimed ever since that he saw strange images and Black Shadow."

Deborah entered a number into the computer.

He pulled up the experimental records from that time, pointed to the photos of the deceased participants, and speculated with excitement:

"I think their prolonged excitement led to abnormal dreams during sleep, which is why they were trapped in that bizarre environment."

"And that's what caused their deaths."

"We studied it for a long time but couldn't find the cause of the test subjects' deaths, so the development and research of that drug was stopped."

Wu Heng looked at the experimental records,

Given the existence of the Freddy Krueger legend, it's not surprising that Deborah and her team conducted various studies on sleep.

"Now that we've identified the problem, if I can help those test subjects escape the crisis and skip this step, could the experiment succeed?"

Deborah heard this,

After carefully considering the entire experimental procedure, his expression became even more excited, and he said in a fervent tone:

"I think it should be fine, but we'll have to conduct experiments to know the results!"

"Then arrange the experiment immediately. Now we just await your results," Wu Heng said with a wave of his hand.

Upon hearing this, Deborah quickly pressed the communication button in the laboratory and gave the order. Immediately, the activity of everyone in the research institute could be heard in the corridor.

Only seven minutes had passed.

Everything was ready.

The two entered a sterile laboratory, where two middle-aged men dressed in black and white pajamas were lying on the operating table.

The two people have already been given anesthesia.

His body was bound, and his eyebrows and hair were shaved off.

Wu Heng glanced at the file,

The two men were arrested after robbing a welfare home of its donations and squandering the money. They were each sentenced to ten years in prison.

At this time,

The skulls of these two people have been cut open, revealing their brains, which are shaped like walnut kernels.

Dozens of ultra-fine, flexible wires were inserted into their cerebral cortex, with ten of them connecting their nervous systems, somewhat like connecting two computers via a USB cable.

"Professor, the preparations are complete. Shall we begin the hypnosis and turn on the machine?"

The researcher, wearing a mask, asked Deborah.

Deborah then turned to look at Wu Heng, Wu Heng nodded.

"Begin the experiment."

As Deborah's voice faded, the assistant pressed the switch on the machine, and the eyes of the two people on the operating table gradually lost their color.

At this moment, Wu Heng, taking advantage of the fear, invaded the dreams of the two of them along with Deborah.

In the blink of an eye,

The two then returned to that eerie, dark space.

Before them was a small, white ball of light, about the size of an egg, representing human consciousness, which was constantly tangling together.

They collided and tore at each other.

Yet they are also constantly merging.

This confrontation also prevented the dreams of the two test subjects from unfolding normally, exposing them to this absurd place.

This white consciousness,

This had already caused a stir among the surrounding bizarrely colored groups of creatures, who, like a startled pack of wolves, were gradually drawn in and surrounded it.

"These experimental subjects were indeed killed by these things."

"They are like roadblocks in the middle of scientific research; if you can't avoid them, no matter how many experiments you do, you won't succeed," Deborah remarked.

Wu Heng stirred up a sense of terror, dispelling the bizarre atmosphere around him.

After a short while,

The two merging white consciousnesses seemed to have reached a consensus.

Completely merged into one,

In the blink of an eye, a landscape and buildings burst forth from the white consciousness mass.

This is a dream that belongs to two people.

As the dream unfolded, the bizarre colors around them quietly receded and ceased their turmoil.

Dreams are like a safe fortress, completely isolating the consciousness and form of ordinary people, protecting the sleeper and keeping them safe and sound in their dreams.

Although dreams can shield us from those bizarre elements...

However, they could not isolate Wu Heng, who had already obtained Jacob's power. He led Deborah and invaded the two's dreams.

Compared to Freddy Krueger's nightmare,

The dreams of the two test subjects were very blurry, like scenes made of foam that would burst at the slightest touch.

The scene before me was a chaotic neighborhood.

The sounds of sirens and fighting could be heard intermittently, but the unreal quality of the figures revealed that these were merely thoughts from a dream.

Wu Heng and Deborah were observing.

The surrounding environment, however, was distorted, transforming into a funeral being held in a cemetery.

As a woman in a black dress was weeping beside an urn containing ashes, a strong, handsome man with eight-pack abs walked over.

"Is it them?" Deborah narrowed her eyes and whispered.

She sensed something unusual about the man from his solid body, which was so different from others; he was likely an experimental subject.

"Louisa, your husband is dead. From now on, I am the underground king of Texas. Hahaha!" The man laughed as he stepped forward.

He embraced the woman in black.

"Come with me from now on, I'll treat you well." As the man spoke, he used too much force and snapped the woman's neck.

"No, I don't need women at all. I have money now, I want to go home and enjoy myself, why would I still be involved in a gang!" The man frowned, but a different, lazy tone came out of his mouth.

The dead woman, however, had transformed into a hideous demon and continued to throw herself into his arms.

The man screamed in terror, but rushed forward and knocked the female ghost to the ground. Then, he ran away at a speed faster than a car.

He ran all the way to the dilapidated house that suddenly appeared in the wilderness, then sat down on the sofa, anxiously turned on the TV, and started watching.

"Who are you?"

Wu Heng's voice suddenly came from beside the man; he and Deborah had already arrived.

The man showed no surprise at the sudden appearance of the two, and simply answered honestly:

"I am Gaston, the king of the underworld."

"No, I'm Ole, and right now I just want to enjoy life!"

Two completely different sounds came from the man's mouth.

These two names are indeed the names of the two experimental subjects!

Dreams without special guidance are inherently full of absurdity and illusion, and the dreams created by these two people whose brainwaves have merged are even more contradictory.

Wu Heng nodded to Deborah, and together they left the experimental subject's absurd dream world and returned to reality.

"It seems the experiment has been a success."

Deborah snapped out of her daze and excitedly spoke to Wu Heng.

Wu Heng nodded and handed Deborah a bank card. "The twenty pieces of equipment you prepared these past two days are still not enough. Continue to expand. The remaining money in this account can be used as bonuses for the research institute."

After arranging things in the laboratory,

Wu Heng turned around and went back to the house he had temporarily bought. He went to the basement and once again caught Freddy Krueger in reality.

The diminutive Freddy Krueger stared intently at Wu Heng with his scarlet pupils, his eyes filled with grief and indignation.

He did not beg for mercy again.

Over the past two days, Freddy Krueger had tried every possible method, but to no avail. The person in front of him was simply cold-blooded, unlike anything he had ever seen before.

"Everything you've done to me is being recorded, and one day you'll understand it too."

Freddy Krueger gritted his teeth and uttered a sentence.

"It seems you're all prepared?" Wu Heng said jokingly.

"Come on, so what if you devour me? The strong prey on the weak; that's the law of nature, just like when I devoured those children."

"You and I are the same kind of evil."

"You're not much better than me!"

Freddy Krueger twisted his neck and said with a dismissive expression.

"Oh?"

"Well, thank you for your recognition!" Wu Heng smiled slightly and replied calmly, without refuting anything.

These words reached Freddy Krueger's ears.

But a hint of disappointment appeared in his scarlet eyes.

'Damn it, why don't you argue with me!' Freddy Krueger thought to himself.

He would prefer Wu Heng to refute him and reject this argument, and ideally, to give up this damned drug habit.

"Heh, if you've got the guts, then kill me completely!"

Do you think my abilities are innate?

Freddy Krueger raised the banner again.

"Of course not, didn't you sign a contract with three Nightmare Demons to gain the ability to enter dreams?"

Wu Heng smiled and stepped forward, gently placing his hand on Freddy Krueger's head, which was restrained.

Freddy Krueger's body trembled involuntarily.

He knew the pain he was about to face, yet his eyes still held an air of disbelief:

How did you know?

"Strange, even an ordinary girl Nancy can find out these things, so why can't I?" As Wu Heng spoke, a tail shell resembling an insect molting suddenly appeared in his hand.

"Of course, I not only knew, I also had a friendly conversation with them. You've been abandoned, Freddy Krueger!"

Freddy Krueger initially didn't believe Wu Heng's words.

But when he saw what Wu Heng was holding, his blood-red pupils instantly contracted, and he said in disbelief:

"No! Impossible! We signed a contract!"

"Damn it, they've violated the spirit of the contract."

Freddy Krueger's body began to struggle violently, while Wu Heng stood still, watching indifferently as Freddy Krueger struggled incessantly.

After a short while,

Freddy Krueger seemed to realize that this wasn't working, and then it suddenly let out an unpleasant laugh:

"Hehehehehe, I'm asking you why you suddenly have the ability to resist my dream access, and why you've been able to keep finding me."

"So you signed a contract too!"

"You clearly possess formidable talent and power, just like me, yet you chose the most foolish path—to accept the limitations of their rules. Hahaha, how laughable."

"Are you happy?" Wu Heng stepped forward again, placed his palm on Freddy Krueger's head, and used his Siphon ability.

Then, after only a short wait,

Wu Heng then reached out and scooped it up again.

Freddy Krueger had just been reborn and hadn't yet recovered from the Marrow Siphon,

Wu Heng caught her in reality once again.

His weakened body crashed onto his own remains, which had been charred just three minutes earlier, crushing a pile of ashes.

"Whoa!"

Freddy Krueger took a deep breath, his eyes bloodshot as if they were about to bleed. Before, he would have had some time to process things, but this time Wu Heng didn't give him any.

That deep, soul-deep pain still lingered in his mind, refusing to dissipate.

Ignoring everything else, Wu Heng repeated his previous actions, turning Freddy Krueger into ashes.

After five consecutive times,

When Freddy Krueger was dragged out again, he rasped hoarsely, as if exhausted:

"Stop! What do you want?"

At this point, Freddy Krueger was so weak that he couldn't even lift his arm, and every word required all his strength. He was like a rag that had been repeatedly wrung out.

Having already been ravaged, all I want is to sink into eternal damnation in hell.

"I wanted to ask you some questions, but I was afraid you wouldn't answer or would lie, so I had no choice but to resort to this," Wu Heng explained expressionlessly but sincerely.

And he placed his hand on Freddy Krueger's head again.

"Stop, stop, Fuck, get your rotten hands off me!"

"You didn't even ask, how do you know I won't answer? As long as you promise to let me return to hell, I promise I'll tell you everything."

"How will I know you're not lying?" Wu Heng pondered for a moment before asking in return.

"This!"

Freddy Krueger's mind, almost numb from the pain, started working at a rapid pace. When he sensed Wu Heng's grip on his head tightening, he cried out in a panic:

"Stop, take your hands off my body."

Freddy Krueger's tone was like that of a defiled saint, full of grievance, and at this moment he revealed some of the nun-like qualities of his mother.

"I bet you want to ask about the Nightmare Demon!"

"Since you, like me, have signed a contract with them, and that contract has problems, I'm certainly happy to tell you the truth."

"Because just the facts will make you resent them and turn against them."

"You are my enemy, and they are also hated by me. I am happy to see the two of you fighting each other. I have no reason to lie or fabricate anything!"

Freddy Krueger, having regained some strength from the fear instilled in him by the townspeople, was no longer weak and spoke a long string of words in one breath.

"Hmm, that makes sense, it's reasonable and has some basis!"

Wu Heng listened and nodded thoughtfully, then removed his hand from Freddy Krueger's head.

"Then, you may begin!"

Freddy Krueger felt the lightness on his head, breathed a sigh of relief, and wanted to yell, "Go ahead and ask!" but then he remembered Wu Heng's unreasonable behavior.

He silently organized the words in his mind.

I pondered where to begin.