The terrifying heavens inside the box

The original workroom.

Wang Hao picked up one of the small plastic boxes placed on the worktable.

Open the box on top of the main box and pour the red and green rice figurines inside.

The moment he entered the box, the little man vanished into thin air.

But he wasn't surprised; he knew it was Freddy, already in a dream within the world of the "Purge."

"To be honest, this ability to enter dreams is really impressive. Theoretically, as long as there are living beings in a world that dream, nothing can stop this guy."

After sighing, Wang Hao shook his head:

"It's such a pity! Freddy's need for and consumption of fear is too great; it's a double-edged sword. Once his fear is exhausted, he might be dragged out of the dream and beaten into a pulp..."

"Huh? Wait a minute? This guy?"

He had barely finished speaking when Freddy, who had disappeared into the box, suddenly reappeared.

This "Elm Street Ghost King" first stood by the roadside, looking at the Soul-Shattering Clown who was disposing of the chainsaw butcher's corpse, and then looked at the Sandin family who started their truck and fled.

Freddy raised his claw-grip, laughed strangely at the clown who turned to look at him, and then disappeared.

Nevertheless, Wang Hao soon discovered the other party's whereabouts.

"Why did you go so far?"

Freddy reappeared at the edge of the box, in the wealthy neighborhood where the James Sandin family had just left.

Wang Hao continued to stare at the box, and after realizing that he had taken a shortcut in the dream to "teleport" here, he began to repeat his previous observation behavior.

This time, however, the person he was observing was none other than "Uncle Mike" Michael Myers.

Meanwhile, the silent killer wearing a white rubber mask was already purging the good neighbors around the Sandin family.

Although these neighbors weren't exactly good people either.

He was originally going to join the Day of Purges out of jealousy, to betray the Sandin family, and to get the thrill of being the “enemy of the rich”.

Upon seeing this, the "Ghost King of Elm Street" let out his familiar eerie laugh, and his figure vanished once again.

"Heh, Freddy, let's see what you're going to do..."

Wang Hao smiled, his gaze continuing to search for the little figure in the red and green striped shirt in the box.

Sure enough, this guy appeared out of nowhere in another place, not far from where Miles was.

It's right near James Sandin's mansion.

There are two cracks there.

"One of these should be Miles' hometown, right? Otherwise, he wouldn't have arrived so quickly and sneaked in while his youngest son was activating the security device to rescue people."

After pondering for a moment, he looked at Freddy again and walked directly into the other side of the crack.

"What is this?"

Wang Hao frowned. In the past, the worlds that appeared in the box were all one by one.

Even if multiple worlds intertwine at the same time, they have all already appeared.

But this time the situation is a little different.

As long as a character appears, their identity can be used to deduce the world, thereby switching worlds using the box.

However, Wang Hao had no idea what the world beyond the rift Freddy entered was like, and since Freddy wasn't the main character, he didn't have the privilege of being seen from the box's perspective.

"etc!"

Something's not right.

Why would Freddy go to a place he knows absolutely nothing about?

"Unless, he senses something there that's drawing him in, or he already knows where it is?"

"There's only one place like this..."

"Elm Street, Chunmu Town!"

Wang Hao immediately switched the box from the world of the Human Elimination Project to A Nightmare on Elm Street.

The perspective from inside the box immediately shifts back to Nancy on Elm Street.

Phew! Now I'm the "director".

Once he had established his understanding, he stared at the box, blurring the fog and the buildings along Elm Street, and swept his gaze over the little figures doing various things inside and outside the houses.

Then, Wang Hao called out the name of the "actor":

"Freddy..."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a figure appeared in a deserted corner of Elm Street.

The other person raised his head, took off his hat, raised his knife, claws, and gloves to his chest, and bowed, performing a gentlemanly salute out of thin air.

Freddy looked up, a sinister grin spreading across his burned face.

"A great being seems to be hoping to see a spectacular performance..."

"Elm Street, your nightmare, Freddy Krueger of Elm Street is back!"

"But wait, I'm not here to see you this time."

"The curse of Elm Street has been broken by a great being; I am free!"

"So, I need to find a helper now."

"A freak who can help put on a good show."

Freddy's figure vanished from his spot the next moment, only to reappear in a vehicle leaving Elm Street and heading out of Springwood.

The people in the car, however, did not notice that there was an extra passenger.

Wang Hao's expression was quite interesting.

"When did I break the curse on Elm Street for him?"

He was still somewhat dazed as he recalled what he had just heard Freddy mutter to himself.

"The curse of Elm Street, I think it refers to Freddy Krueger being unable to leave the area of ​​Springwood?"

"Yeah! But Freddy can cast spells across realms now, so it seems I really was the one who helped him. Is this 'actor' concept that powerful? It can even ignore curses?"

Wang Hao never expected that his unintentional actions would have such power.

It seems that the throne of the "God of the Box" is becoming more and more secure.

Thankfully, the evil gods under my butt... cough cough, inside the box are all quite sensible, so I don't have to get my butt kicked every day.

After letting his mind wander for a while, he watched Freddy hitchhike and disappear out of the box's vicinity.

"But... this helper?"

Wang Hao sat behind his work desk, tapping his fingertips on the table. He quickly realized something, and his expression changed slightly.

"Could it be...?"

"Jason?"

"Goodness, these two seem to have crossed over before! Freddy vs. Jason, which means that the Crystal Lake Boy from the Friday the 13th world actually exists within the Nightmare on Elm Street universe."

"This is getting interesting! If all four are grouped together, won't it cause a complete reshuffling of the rankings?"

As he was thinking, he suddenly noticed Nancy and Glenn on Elm Street leading a group of children toward... wait, where are you going?!

They walked straight into the crack in the mist, the very place Freddy had just entered from.

Wang Hao couldn't help but feel worried for them.

If they were to deal with Freddy, it might work.

After all, they are old rivals.

But over there, there's a bunch of undead killers!

How could you possibly get past me!

Wang Hao quickly switched boxes, returning from the Nightmare on Elm Street world to the other side...

……

Human Purge Project World, Rich Community.

"Nancy, are you sure he created these fogs and cracks?"

Glenn asked his girlfriend, somewhat unsure.

Or rather, the thought of dealing with that terrifying guy Freddy is making him a little nervous.

Nancy looked wary as she surveyed her surroundings.

Glenn had invited her out to relax because he wanted to forget Freddy, his past nightmare.

For some inexplicable reason, the entire Elm Street was shrouded in thick fog. Nancy instinctively recalled the chaos in Springwood and Freddy, the enemy who hadn't appeared for a long time.

It must be this guy, what kind of trick is he up to now?

So her first priority was to find the children.

And so, by a twist of fate, they discovered this crack in the fog.

"I don't know." Nancy shook her head. Because of the thick fog, they couldn't see the scene on the other side of the crevice. "This could very well be Freddy's dream. We have to be careful..."

"Ah! Help!"

A voice interrupted her from the mist.

Nancy and Glenn exchanged a glance, then looked at the children who were curiously observing their surroundings.

"Let's go take a look, hold hands, and don't fall behind!"