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Chapter 579 Zhang Jie's White Moonlight No. 1

Chapter 579 Zhang Jie's White Moonlight No. 1 (24)

"Let me go!"

"Spare my life!"

"I'm a journalist too!"

Zhang Jie cried out in anguish.

After punching Zhang Jie a few more times, Zhuang Boshi finally put Zhang Jie's arm back in place.

He did that on purpose, partly to test the background of this "Zhang Jie," and partly to vent his anger, since they had agreed to settle scores earlier.

This is just the first debt.

At this moment, Zhang Jie lay sprawled on the ground like a dead dog, and it didn't seem like he was faking it.

Moreover, his intuition told him that this Zhang Jie was not the real Zhang Jie, but a memory, a manifestation of the remnants of a soul.

The real Zhang Jie isn't here.

Zhuang Boshi helped Zhang Jie up and said with a friendly expression, "So you're from the same industry. Coincidentally, I'm from The New York Times."

Are you also investigating the Freddy Krueger legend?

Freddy!
This was the first time Zhang Jie had heard the name Freddy from the natives since he came to this world.

Zhang Jie nodded repeatedly, ignoring his own injuries.

"Yes Yes."

"It's Freddy!"

"Sir reporter, we have the same goal!"

He was overjoyed; he had finally found the hidden clue.

Sure enough, all the abnormal phenomena were interconnected, and the Supreme God would never issue a mission that meant certain death.

This mysterious reporter must be the key to finding a way out.

Zhang Jie felt he had grasped the true rules of the Supreme God!

Zhuang Boshi deliberately acted very professional and patted Zhang Jie's arm.

"You're quite skilled. Did you serve in the Marine Corps?"

Zhang Jie nodded quickly: "I served in the army for a few years and went to Afghanistan and Algeria!"

The movie was set in the 1980s, before 9/11 happened, so Zhang Jie quickly corrected himself.

Zhuang Boshi rolled his eyes at Zhang Jie: "Which newspaper are you reporters from?"

"There were so many people gathered in front of the Thompson's house just now."

"Their behavior is exactly like that of illegal immigrants!"

"That's really unprofessional."

Zhang Jie had intended to subtly ask him why he reacted so quickly, but this interruption made it difficult to ask.

He could only make up a story: "Most of them are colleagues from other departments, and they probably just wanted to come with us on this field trip."

"Are you really here for tourism?" Zhuang Boshi deliberately sneered.

"You've come to Elm Street for tourism?!"

"Never mind, this place isn't suitable."

"We can find a place to sit down and talk."

Zhang Jie breathed a sigh of relief, finally not dwelling on their identities.

Although they were given legal status, it was only to pass official inspections; in America, one's status is self-given.

"Thank you so much. I have a companion at the coffee shop on Elm Street." Zhang Jie rubbed his arm; the way the weapon had been dislocated was definitely not something an ordinary person could do.

He suspected that the so-called New York Times reporter in front of him was not his real identity.

Zhuang Boshi said, "Then let's go to that coffee shop. The place you chose is pretty good."

"It's just the right time to see what's going on at the Thompson's house."

Zhuang Boshi crushed the miniature listening device in his hand!
It's still the same coffee shop in front of Nancy Thompson's house.

Zhuang Boshi looked at the timid girl with a strange expression.

He hadn't noticed it before, but now the more he looked at it, the more it resembled it.

This girl's eyebrows and eyes bear a striking resemblance to Na'er's!

Seriously? Zhang Jie, are you also into stand-in fiction?!

It's clear that Zhang Jie had a very good impression of her, and even used her as a model for Na'er.

As for whether Zhang Jie had romantic feelings for Li Xiaona, Zhuang Boshi could not confirm.

But at least there's definitely some goodwill towards them.

Zhang Jie introduced, "This is my colleague, intern lawyer Li Xiaona."

Zhuang Boshi scoffed, "I really don't know which newspaper sent out two rookie intern reporters."

The two became even more embarrassed.

Zhuang Boshi tapped the table: "I know why you've come."

"You should have discovered Freddy's presence."

Have you heard that nursery rhyme?

"It will come to you in one or two days."

"Three, four, lock your door."

"Five or six, hold on tight to your sheets."

"Seven or eight, you will stop breathing."

"You won't be able to sleep at ninety."

Li Xiaona's face was extremely pale, and she forced back her fear: "Yes, I heard that Freddy kills people in his dreams."

"Moreover, it can cause people to unconsciously fall into a dream state from which they cannot escape."

"It seems you know Freddy quite well," Zhuang Boshi said meaningfully.

"He has already killed a girl, Tina, Nancy's classmate."

Li Xiaona was a little scared: "We need to stay awake and not fall asleep." "Only in this way can we avoid being dragged into the dream by Freddy."

"You must have the courage to face it."

"Fear is his sustenance."

Zhuang Boshi calmly replied, "Courage is too vague and ethereal."

"A person's dreams naturally reflect their fears; this is the subconscious, and people cannot fight against their own subconscious."

"If Freddy really exists, and is a vengeful ghost that can kill through dreams, then ordinary people have no way to fight him."

Zhang Jie gritted his teeth; even this hidden NPC said there was nothing he could do.

He asked, "Is there any way to keep us conscious for at least seven days?"

Zhuang Boshi deliberately lowered his voice: "Do you know what it means to be lucid for seven days?"

"In 1964, Randy Gardner of California went eleven days without sleep, making him the longest-awake human being in the world."

"But I heard that he used a drug to keep himself conscious for a long time."

"However, for ordinary users, it can only last for a maximum of 120 hours."

"Where can I get this medicine?" Zhang Jie immediately asked.

There really was a clue!

"Three or four nights would be fine too."

Freddy has no way of killing people in the real world.

If he could just gamble that Freddy wouldn't kill him a few days ago, he could hold out for two or three days.

If you take the medicine on the third day, you might have a chance to survive for seven days.

"This drug is still under research, but I happen to know where the pharmaceutical factory is," Zhuang Boshi deliberately kept everyone in suspense.

Sure enough, a way out has been found!

Zhang Jie and Li Xiaona were both very excited.

"However, why should I tell you?" Zhuang Boshi asked with a half-smile.

Zhang Jie's expression changed slightly.

He was about to physically interrogate him when he remembered how he had been beaten so badly that he was powerless to resist, and he lost his temper.

“We…we can help you investigate Freddy, Mr. Reporter,” Li Xiaona said, mustering her courage.

"Freddy is too dangerous; anyone who investigates him will be in mortal danger."

"Sir reporter, we are willing to take the risk for you, as long as you tell us where the pharmaceutical factory is."

“I already know Freddy’s information,” Zhuang Boshi said, deliberately shaking his head.

"He was a deranged child killer more than a decade ago, who was burned to death by angry parents."

"so--"

"You cannot move me."

Li Xiaona bit her lip and said, "But Mr. Reporter, aren't you curious why Freddy, who died more than ten years ago, suddenly reappeared recently?"

"What change turned him into a demon?"

"That's the most important breaking point of your exclusive news!"

Zhuang Boshi looked at Li Xiaona with slight surprise.

I initially thought he would be a burden, but surprisingly, he's quite intelligent.

As a newcomer, having this kind of brains, if it weren't for the 20-player difficulty of A Nightmare on Elm Street, surviving wouldn't be a problem at all.

At least they're much better than those loudmouths who got themselves killed in the first wave.

Zhang Jie chimed in, "Mr. Reporter, Xiao Na makes a good point."

"Is a deal possible?"

Zhuang Boshi's lips curled slightly as he said, "I'll give you three days."

"If you can obtain specific information about Freddy within three days..."

"Do not."

“Just go to the place where Freddy died and bring out something to prove it.”

"How about I give you the medicine in advance?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Jie was very excited and quickly replied, "No problem, deal!"

According to the rules of the Lord God.

They cannot leave Elm Street for seven days.

You can only leave after the seventh day.