American Comics: BOSS Invasion

"I'm searching for the Millennium."

"Searching for my precious heart."

"Could it be you? I clearly..."

In a dim and spacious room, the chubby Millennium Earl, resembling a kind old grandmother, was knitting a sweater by the candlelight. The rocking chair swayed gently, creaking softly.

He hummed a song softly, his voice hiding three parts excitement and seven parts reminiscence.

"Road, is that you? I sense your genetic factors, even though they are still very weak..."

The Millennium Earl stopped his handiwork, picked up the clothes, and shook them. Instantly, a light purple women's sweater appeared before him.

The style was trendy, and it would look beautiful on a little girl.

The Millennium Earl smiled contentedly.

"Road! You can't imagine how much more interesting this new world is than the previous one. The massive population represents countless unwilling humans, which also means countless demons. Hehehe, even though there is no sacred existence, there are always people who can eliminate demons."

"The power system of the warriors in this world is both complex and varied."

"A mere level one demon can stir up so many rebellious forces. How interesting!"

The Millennium Earl stood up and took a step forward. The loungewear on his body split apart like a peanut shell, revealing a neat white trench coat underneath.

"Let's go, Pumpkin Umbrella. Let's welcome Road home!"

The Pumpkin Umbrella nodded blankly, completely unaware of the inhumane treatment it would face in the future.

Elm Street, Mental Hospital.

Early in the morning, an ambulance rushed in. Several nurses pushed a girl tightly bound in a straitjacket, hurriedly into the examination room.

A middle-aged woman in the passenger seat got out, clutching her arm. Her clothes were stained with blood, looking slightly disheveled, her face showing five parts anger, three parts bewilderment, and two parts helplessness.

A doctor walked up, but before he could speak, the middle-aged woman grabbed his arm.

"Doctor, please save my daughter! Her hallucinations are getting worse and worse. Last night, she even tried to commit suicide in the bathroom."

"But no matter how I ask, she always believes she is being chased by a ghost."

"God, this is simply absurd."

Halfway through her words, she was already gesticulating excitedly.

The doctor remained calm. Mental illnesses were strange and varied, and the families of mental patients were basically cut from the same template.

There were few, if any, who were truly worried about the patient. Most people only showed the joy of getting rid of a burden.

The woman in front of him clearly meant the same thing. Saying these things now was just to ease her conscience.

Before going to bed at night, she could lie to herself, saying it wasn't because she was cruel, but because her daughter needed treatment, so she left her alone in the mental hospital.

During the day, she could deceive herself, saying this choice was the best for her daughter.

Over time, she would naturally feel at ease.

The doctor had seen too many of these people. He glanced at the woman and said blandly, "What exactly are you trying to say?"

"I mean my daughter's symptoms..."

"Don't worry, we will do our best!" The doctor interrupted her expressionlessly and turned to leave.

The middle-aged woman hesitated for a moment and did not follow, but went directly to the lobby on the first floor to complete the admission procedures.

Inside the examination room, the girl who had just been freed from the straitjacket took advantage of the nurses' inattention and jumped off the bed, grabbing an IV bottle and confronting the nurses somewhat maniacally.

"Don't come over, you demons, don't touch me!"

The nurses turned a deaf ear and slowly approached from three directions with the prepared noose.

The girl roared, "Freddy, is this all you've got? You're so disappointing. Don't think I'll go easy on you just because you've transformed into someone else. Let me tell you, today I'm going to fight you to the death!"

The girl's voice echoed in the examination room.

The nurses looked at each other.

"Who is Freddy?"

"I don't know. Her symptoms are not sleeping, shouting, and suicidal tendencies. She's probably hallucinating."

"So Freddy is her enemy."

"Most likely, but now we are her enemies. Everyone, be careful!"

The nurses in the mental hospital were completely different species from those in other hospitals.

They were only responsible to the院长 (Dean) and doctors, and were extremely cruel to the patients, often beating and scolding them.

Even if it was a little girl in front of them, they would never show mercy.

Mentally ill people have broad minds and can go crazy at any time. Learning from experience is key.

The nurses were strong, and the little girl was not to be outdone.

As you can imagine, a tough girl who could go back and forth with the ghost Freddy was not so easy to deal with.

The two sides fought for several rounds, leaving a mess. The shelves fell, the pills scattered, and all the bottles and jars shattered into glass shards.

What was originally a good story had become a horror movie backdrop.

Bang!

The door was pushed open violently, and a blonde woman shouted angrily, "Stop it, all of you!"

The nurses looked back and said, "Doctor Nancy! This is..."

"I said stop!"

Nancy said coldly, "I will take care of this girl. You all go out!"

"Doctor Nancy, this is Doctor Frank's patient..."

"I will talk to him myself!"

The nurses exchanged glances, obviously not wanting to continue provoking the wildcat-like little girl, shrugged, and walked out.

The door closed, and Nancy's expression softened instantly.

She looked at the little girl with wary eyes and slowly squatted down.

The two stared at each other for a long time, and Nancy suddenly began to sing: "One, two, Freddy's coming for you~ Three, four, better lock your door~ Five, six, grab your crucifix~ Seven, eight, gonna stay up late~ Nine, ten, never sleep again~"

The little girl's pupils suddenly shrank to pinpoints.

Nancy said, "Freddy?"

The little girl was silent for a long time, and her tense body gradually relaxed. She nodded slowly, "You know him?"

"You might not believe it, but I am the only survivor among all the children in the kindergarten!"

The little girl was a little excited, "How did you do it?"

"Kill him again!" Nancy said coldly.

At the same time, thick black clouds quietly enveloped the mental hospital.

Like a blot of ink wantonly staining the light, it seemed to completely sever this small space, dragging it directly into the darkness.

On Elm Street, the crowds of people who had been coming and going had disappeared at some point. The empty street looked very desolate in the cold wind.

In the shadows, black figures flickered.

The Millennium Earl appeared in mid-air, riding the Pumpkin Umbrella, smiling as happily as a child.

"Road, Road, it really is you. I knew you would come. The eldest son of the Noah clan, awaken!"