Roy had long known that he couldn't keep his abilities a secret forever. After all, too many extraordinary things had happened to him, and any normal person would start to suspect something.
It was only because Roy had a good image that he hadn't been taken in for questioning already.
But this time, Roy revealing that he had taken down over fifty mercenaries was different. That was something beyond what an ordinary person could do, even a top-tier special forces operative would find it hard to believe, let alone a high school senior.
Rather than have this information surface through someone else, it was better to reveal it to Sultana.
At least this big sister seemed to have a good impression of him and probably wouldn't betray him.
"Hmm—sort of? One day, I suddenly felt my physical fitness start to improve rapidly, and I became capable of anything, like Superman."
Roy rolled up his sleeves and showed off his biceps. He had been bulking up recently, and his muscle definition had become even more impressive.
"Is it a physical mutation? That's still a relatively good situation."
Sultana breathed a slight sigh of relief.
"Roy, normally, supernatural individuals have to register with the FEA and accept surveillance. However, I can make you my informant. That way, you won't need to be monitored. And each time you report a supernatural event, you'll receive an informant fee."
This offer sounded pretty good.
"Are there any requirements?"
"You'll have a file created with your detailed information, and you must report intelligence on at least three supernatural events each year. Otherwise, your informant status will be revoked."
Roy nodded.
"Then, can the incident that happened in Waterfall Town yesterday count as one of them?"
"Of course."
"Alright, I agree! But I'm stating this beforehand: I trust you, Sister Sultana. I'll only be your informant. If anyone else wants to take over, I'll refuse!"
Roy's words made Sultana's eyes turn into beautiful crescent moons, and she couldn't stop the smile from spreading across her face.
"Then I'll also guarantee that your file won't be seen by anyone else."
That was the desired effect.
By this point, the two had almost finished eating, and Sultana finally brought up the case from last night.
"Roy, how much do you know about what happened last night?"
"More than you think. I know who the killer is."
Sultana looked somewhat surprised.
"You know who the killer is? Then why didn't you report it and have him caught?"
Roy looked a little helpless.
"Because the killer is a vengeful spirit. He only exists in dreams, and you can't catch him in reality."
Hearing this, Sultana seemed to think of something. She immediately took out a laptop from her bag, typed a few keys, and showed it to Roy.
"Is this Freddy the killer you're talking about?"
Roy hadn't expected the FEA to have records on Freddy. It seemed this department wasn't entirely useless. Maybe it was just established too late and didn't have enough manpower.
Sultana began to explain the FEA's classified documents.
"Last year, in Elm Street near Austin City, there was an incident where over a dozen teenagers died mysteriously. The FEA sent people to investigate at the time and only found one survivor named Nancy Thompson. The information in the bureau's files is all recorded based on Nancy's own account."
Wasn't that a coincidence?
"Sister Sultana, at the beginning of the year, Nancy just happened to transfer to my high school and was in my class."
"So that's how it is!"
Sultana nodded in understanding. Roy continued with his speculation.
"I've confronted Freddy in dreams. As long as there's no fear, he'll lose his power, but it's very difficult to kill him. We tried to bring him out of the dream, but we failed. That guy is alert now, and it might be difficult to deal with him using the old methods."
"Are you saying Freddy is unkillable?"
"Not necessarily! After discussing it with Nancy and the others, we think we can find the reason for Freddy's birth, and perhaps we can find a way to kill him from that."
Sultana frowned slightly.
"What you're saying makes some sense. I've encountered similar things in cases I've handled before. But the most important issue now is to stop Freddy from going on a killing spree. If the Elm Street incident happens again, it will be troublesome. Roy, do you have any ideas?"
That was the biggest trouble!
Waterfall Town had a much larger population than Elm Street, and there were also more teenagers.
Once a large-scale death event occurred, it would be impossible to suppress.
Looking at Sultana's bright eyes, Roy stated his solution without hesitation.
"Freddy can only kill by entering teenagers' dreams. If they don't dream, wouldn't that solve the problem?"
Sultana immediately reacted.
"Fast-acting sleeping pills, directly inducing deep sleep! Roy, you're a genius!"
Saying this, an excited Sultana hugged Roy and kissed him on the cheek.
"This is a friendship kiss!"
After the kiss, Sultana realized that her behavior had been a bit too impulsive and quickly explained herself.
"Sister Sultana, how can we upgrade from a friendship kiss to a love kiss?"
Sultana laughed and patted Roy's shoulder.
"That will depend on your performance, little brother!"
Hearing this, Roy reached out and hugged Sultana tightly, letting her know that this little brother wasn't little at all.
"Sister Sultana, still little?"
Roy's actions made Sultana a little flustered. She quickly broke free from his embrace.
"Ahem! I'm going to try the method you just mentioned. See you tomorrow!"
After speaking, Sultana dashed out of the restaurant, muttering to herself as she walked.
"Sultana, why would you have such thoughts? Roy is 10 years younger than you!"
Roy watched the big sister leave the restaurant, then got up to pay the bill. However, the restaurant owner didn't want Roy's money but instead wanted his autograph.
"Hey, Roy, I'm a big fan of your boxing! I think you'll definitely become a boxing champion in the future, so your autograph will definitely be very valuable!"
The fact that the restaurant owner was a die-hard boxing fan of his was a bit unexpected for Roy, but he didn't refuse the man's kindness.
Roy didn't drive after drinking, so he took a slow walk around town.
While walking, Roy suddenly thought of the female reporter, Keller Evans. She hadn't had any news lately.
So, Roy picked up his phone and dialed Keller's number.
"Hello, this is Molly."
"Molly? Why is it you? Where's Keller?"
Roy felt a faint sense of unease in his heart.
Molly on the other end of the phone hesitated for a moment, then honestly answered Roy.
"Keller wanted to get evidence and personally went undercover at that club. She left her phone with me."
Roy frowned deeply. This female reporter hadn't forgotten her righteous path and was practically asking for death!
"When did this happen?"
"Just yesterday."
"Do you still have contact with her?"
"Yes, we got two new phones to communicate."
"Tell her to come back quickly. I can't leave right now. If something happens to her, no one will be able to help her!"
The next day, two more students from Oakwood High School died mysteriously in their homes, causing the parents' emotions to collapse.
Some parents had already organized and were causing trouble at the town hall, but Mayor Simon couldn't do anything.
Last night, Sultana reported Roy's method, and the FEA did urgently purchase a batch of fast-acting sleeping pills and had the town government distribute them to the teenagers in town.
But the result was that everyone didn't trust the town government's words. Some took the pills, some didn't, which led to this situation.
This was the American government's own fault. They had pulled so many shady moves in the past, how could you expect the common people to trust you?
Who knew if there was anything else mixed into those fast-acting sleeping pills?
The only good news was that none of the teenagers who took the fast-acting sleeping pills were killed by Freddy, indicating that the pills were effective.
Roy and Nancy, who were in class, were suddenly called out by the principal. Then, in the principal's office, they saw Sultana. Standing beside her were two men in black suits, the same two they had seen in Snowdrift Town.
"Roy, Ms. Thompson, we need your assistance in dealing with Freddy."
Nancy curiously glanced at Roy. From the chocolate beauty agent's tone, she could tell that the two of them were quite familiar with each other.
"Sister Sultana, have you found out anything?"
"Yes, last night, the FEA investigated the rumors about Freddy in Elm Street overnight and has already made some progress."
As expected of the country's violent machinery, their investigation speed was fast.
If Roy had to investigate on his own, it would probably take him several days to find any leads.
"So, what do we need to do?"
Sultana looked at Nancy, then at Roy.
"We're going to the place where Freddy was born. It might be a little dangerous."
Roy didn't care about this little bit of danger. He just wanted to get rid of Freddy quickly, otherwise, he wouldn't dare to leave Jennifer and Needy's side.
Nancy didn't refuse either. She also really wanted to get rid of this nightmare that was Freddy.
"I don't have a problem, but can I bring one more person?"
Sultana looked a little strange.
"Who do you want to bring?"
Of course, it was Jennifer!
Although Lilith, who was inside Jennifer's body, had average combat power, she knew many strange and bizarre spells, which might be helpful at crucial moments.
Out of trust for Roy, Sultana allowed him to bring Jennifer along.
The three of them followed Sultana into a police car with the English letters F.E.A.R. printed on it, and then they left Oakwood High School.
There were a total of five such police cars, filled with heavily armed combat personnel. Judging by their equipment, they seemed even better equipped than the Black Mountain mercenaries at the Gospel Sanitarium that day.
Sultana introduced these combat personnel to Roy and the others.
"They are members of the First Encounter Assault Recon team, abbreviated as FEAR. They are a mobile unit under the Federal Emergency Agency."
Just like the SWAT team under the FBI, they were special police forces used to deal with big trouble. No wonder they looked so well-equipped.
However, FEAR should have stronger combat capabilities than SWAT. After all, this unit sometimes had to face supernatural enemies, which was a completely different concept from dealing with terrorists and drug traffickers.
"Sister Sultana, where are we going?"
"Last night, after I got the information from you, I immediately had people investigate the place where Freddy was born. We finally found it in the Elm Street Town Hall's archives. We are going to that place now, a mental hospital near Elm Street."
As soon as Sultana said this, Roy thought of some movie plots.
In *A Nightmare on Elm Street 5: The Dream Child*, Freddy's origin story was told.
It was roughly about Freddy's mother, a pure nun, who was collectively raped by a group of insane mental patients in a mental hospital and gave birth to Freddy.
This origin story was very much in line with the mystical and bizarre tropes of early Hollywood. The rebooted *Nightmare on Elm Street* didn't play it this way.
Considering that Lilith had previously said that she smelled Samael's scent on Freddy, Roy suspected that Freddy's birth was probably not that simple.
Elm Street wasn't too far from Waterfall Town, only a few hours' drive. After arriving, the convoy continued to drive towards the mental hospital where Freddy was born.
This mental hospital was also built in a remote, sparsely populated area.
Around two o'clock in the afternoon, Roy and the others arrived at their destination.
What came into view was a large classical-style building. Judging from the large amount of vegetation covering the building, it must have been abandoned for at least several decades.
Sultana introduced the situation of the mental hospital.
"Not long after Freddy was born, a serious infectious disease broke out in this mental hospital. Almost all the patients living inside died from the illness. Only a few doctors escaped and told outsiders about the situation inside the mental hospital. Since then, this mental hospital has been completely abandoned."
It sounded a little strange.
Roy and Jennifer exchanged a glance. Jennifer had the same feeling.
"Are we just going to go in like this?"
"Of course not. We still need to put on our equipment first. Although more than thirty years have passed, the pathogens inside might have disappeared, but it's still best to take some precautions."
That made sense!
Roy took the professional tactical gear Sultana handed him, including a gas mask, helmet, gloves, and so on.
After putting on the equipment, there was basically no part of his body in contact with the air.
As the on-site commander, after seeing that everyone was ready, Sultana gave the order.
"First team, enter the mental hospital to scout."
The 12 members of FEAR's first team obeyed the order and entered the abandoned mental hospital.
These team members' tactical helmets even had cameras, allowing Commander Sultana to remotely see what they were seeing.
The government's equipment was indeed different. If the Black Mountain mercenaries had this system, it wouldn't have been so easy for Roy to set traps.
"Commander, first team is in position!"
Through the footage captured by the camera, it could be seen that the first team was now in the lobby of the mental hospital. It was a mess, with various pieces of furniture overturned on the ground, and weeds even growing out of some floor cracks.
"Check the air quality."
"Air quality, safe!"
"Very good. You two and the third team will stay at the gate. The second team and the others will come in with me."
After having her two followers stay to guard the gate, Sultana took the lead and entered the mental hospital.
The others here, besides Roy and the three of them, included some staff members and three men wearing priest robes, who looked like they were from the church.
Speaking of which, since this world had demons, monsters, and evil spirits, the church should also possess some power.
It couldn't be that only the angel Michael was running around putting out fires everywhere, right?
As soon as they entered the lobby, Roy saw a huge blood-colored pentagram on the floor of the lobby.
Does anyone think the new version of Nancy (Rooney Mara) from *A Nightmare on Elm Street* is pretty?