Superman's Journey to a Thousand Worlds

Angela is skilled in her skills and can do things with ease. She can be said to be perfect, leaving no room for Lincoln to retreat.

In the study room, Emma, ​​who was disgusted, had her chest heaving up and down. When she heard the faint sound coming from upstairs, she felt her chest was tight and she was angry.

Time flew by, and after spending a wonderful morning, Angela, who was freed from her original sin, finally remembered that she had a niece.

She got up from the bed in a panic, and after hurriedly freshening up, she walked to the kitchen downstairs, and then saw Emma who was sitting calmly at the table enjoying lunch.

The ingredients were very simple, just a few things found in the refrigerator. Angela looked extremely guilty.

Looking at the plain-faced and very sensible Emma, ​​Angela felt guilty. She wrapped Emma in her arms with apologetic expression on her face, and then kissed her on the face while Emma was looking at her shit: "Very

Sorry, honey, there won't be a next time, I promise."

On the side, leaning on the stairs and looking at Emma who couldn't refuse Angela's kiss, Lincoln thought of what he said to Emma in the morning, touched his chin and couldn't help but want to laugh.

Angela, who had had an acquaintance with Lincoln, had already cleaned herself up, but this did not prevent Emma, ​​who had a slight mysophobia, from being disgusted by Angela's kiss, especially since Lincoln had deliberately disgusted her before.

As a good nine-year-old baby, Emma would certainly not show disgust in front of her aunt. Instead, when hugging Angela, she would unabashedly release all her malice to Lincoln with her eyes and face.

go out.

Of course, this did not put any pressure on Lincoln, but made him even happier.

Although this is very unethical, but... what can be more enjoyable than bullying a little girl?

No! At least not yet!

Obviously, a simple kiss to Emma could not completely dispel the guilt in Angela's heart.

So, after a moment of silence, Angela made a decision that Lincoln had never thought of before: "Let's go camping! I remember it was mentioned on the radio that there was a new Crystal Lake campground nearby, maybe we can spend time there

Have a great weekend.”

"What do you think, Emma?"

Angela thought her Crystal Lake vacation plan was excellent, but Lincoln standing behind her had fallen silent.

He had already wandered around Springwood Town yesterday, and he was very sure that the Crystal Lake Camp that Angela mentioned now was the Crystal Lake Camp where the famous Hundred-Man Killer boy lived.

So the Crystal Lake Camp vacation project that Angela is talking about now should be renamed.

The name of Two Days and One Night's Intimate Contact with the Hundred-Man Killing Boy is very good, at least it is more attractive than the Crystal Lake Camp vacation plan.

It's a pity that the name cannot be changed, because Angela has no idea that there is a simple-minded boy obsessed with hockey masks hidden under the seemingly peaceful crystal lake.

Emma didn't think there was anything fun about Camp Crystal Lake, but Lincoln had the handle, so she had no room to refuse, so she could only nod her head against her will.

With Emma's consent, Angela's face suddenly showed a hint of joy. After kissing her again in Emma's awkward eyes, she turned around and started packing her luggage to prepare for a 'pleasant' vacation plan.

Watching Angela's back disappear, Emma's calm and plain smile immediately fell down and she looked at Lincoln: "Childish camping plan!"

"Ah, yes, yes." Lincoln did not refute, but just looked at Emma with a smirk: "I sincerely hope you can still say this is childish when we stay at Crystal Lake Camp for the night."

Seeing Lincoln's smile, Emma subconsciously felt that something was wrong, but how could she know that there was a simple-minded young man hiding in the Crystal Lake.

After all, she is just a weak, pitiful and helpless child!

Ever since the adults erased the name of Elm Street from Springwood and Badham Kindergarten was renovated, life in the town has become much calmer than before.

Many people think that the devil wandering in nightmares has disappeared, assuming that no one remembers Elm Street and no one knows the name Freddy.

Freddy, whose name has been forgotten, is weakened. Without human fear as a source of strength, he no longer deserves the title of Nightmare.

But all this ceased to exist after Lincoln's arrival.

Compared to his powerful physical body and super physical resistance, Superman is not strong in mental and magic resistance, but this lack of strength is relative.

The magic resistance of normal life may be only slightly lower than the physical resistance, that is, the physical resistance is 100 and the magic resistance is 20. Superman is different. Superman's magic resistance may be only one percent of the physical resistance.

However, considering the physical resistance that is strong enough to withstand nuclear explosions, even just 1% of magic resistance is enough to despise all living beings, and the same is true for the mental aspect.

The combined spiritual power of the entire town of Springwood could not compare to the spiritual power of Lincoln alone.

When Lincoln came to this world and appeared in Springwood Town with the name Freddy, Freddy, who had fallen into weakness, had already recovered from his weakness.

Even without fear as a source of power, Freddy at this time is enough to pull people into endless nightmares and torture them.

He has been wandering in the dream, just waiting for the arrival of night to find a suitable prey to lead him into the nightmare for torture.

Naturally, he set his sights on Lincoln and Angela Emma beside him, but as the three of them drove away from Springwood Town toward Crystal Lake, Freddy in the dream withdrew his attention in disappointment.

He has not yet recovered to his peak moment. Instead of leaving Springwood Town to torture living beings in the distance, he chose to spread fear in the town that once sealed him and let those damn humans taste the wrath of the fierce ghost!

In the passenger seat, feeling the malice belonging to Fred gradually receding, Lincoln couldn't help but glance back in the direction of Springwood Town: "What a coward! I was still thinking of luring you over to fight Jason.

There is one..."

Lincoln's soliloquy caught Angela's attention, and she looked at Lincoln strangely: "What's wrong? Is there any problem?"

"No problem." Lincoln shook his head: "I'm just asking, Crystal Lake should be a good place for barbecue. Have you brought the barbecue rack and ingredients?"

Angela blinked, a little confused: "You know how to barbecue? It's too bad, I can't, so I didn't bring it."

"But don't worry, maybe we can go to the Gideon Meat Processing Factory to buy some later. I remember it's not very far from Crystal Lake. It only takes ten minutes to drive there."

Lincoln was silent again.