As Superman’s Younger Brother, I Became a Native of the Motherland

The key to this biological laboratory is now in Eric's hands.

A crucial role in obtaining the key is Akins standing in front of the laboratory and leaning on the laboratory table.

Akins, who was wearing an emerald green dress, was irradiated by the sunlight of the first day, supporting the laboratory table with one hand and gently stroking her neck with the other.

Small beads of sweat rolled on the exposed skin.

The long legs are stretched forward, concave with a very iconic S figure.

Akins looked at Eric with charming eyes, exuding her own hormones intentionally or unintentionally.

But to her disappointment, Eric kept focusing on the test-tube bottle in front of her.

With Eric's knowledge of chemistry and biology, it is impossible to determine in any way how this thing, which is mainly composed of hormones secreted by the human body, affects the human mind.

"Akins."

After putting down the test tube, Eric looked at Akins.

"You said that you developed this ability after being affected by a meteorite that fell from the sky?"

"Yes."

"This pink mist that does what you want to do when inhaled by men, so ... does this stuff work on women?"

Eric asked her again.

"I haven't tried it, so I don't know the answer."

Akins walked slowly towards Eric on high heels, "Or... do you want me to find someone to try?"

With a provocative look in her eyes, Akins grabbed Eric's collar with one hand and gently stroked his chest.

"You marked my body, didn't you want me to be yours alone? Or, you don't mind my intimacy with other women?"

Akins, whose hands were getting more and more presumptuous, her tone became more and more frivolous, "Do you know what I want to do now? Let your eyes leave some marks on my body, slightly hot, numb, stabbed. The taste of pain fascinates me so much, that's insane!"

Said and held Eric's hand, panting slightly, "I'm madly obsessed with this feeling, Eric, now, which part of my body do you want to burn me in?"

Facing the other's words of tiger and wolf, Eric frowned slightly.

Reaching out and pinching Akins' chin, "I think you've got our relationship wrong, and you're swaying about your position."

Eric's eyes instantly turned red, and a beam of laser light was emitted from within the eyes.

Akins, who was stunned with fright, had not yet reacted, and the middle part of the metal bracket placed in the corner of the laboratory was melted.

The metal frame that lost its support "clanked" to the ground.

"Or do you want me to leave such an imprint on you?"

Akins looked back in shock, her eyelids twitching from the molten metal.

If the other party gave her such a sudden blow, she estimated that her end would be worse than the melted metal.

Akins, who rediscovered the destructiveness caused by Eric's heat sight, immediately became honest.

After cleaning up Akins, Eric put down the test tube in his hand and fell into contemplation.

If you want to study the impact of meteorites on the human body, it is indeed beyond your ability to rely on yourself.

Do you want to use the power of others?

Outside the laboratory, Chloe and his party looked at each other after seeing Akins walk out of the biological laboratory.

"Wow, now Eric is the public enemy of the boys in the school."

Chloe shrugged.

"He's been very close to Akins recently, it looks like you're wrong, Chloe."

Little Black Pete said to Chloe: "Eric is not being rude to women, but likes such mature women."

"Mature women?"

Chloe shook her head, disagreeing with Pete's opinion, "There's a girl in Georgia, Skylar Jones, maybe that's the name, I forgot the details, but the name doesn't really matter. When she was five years old , has the characteristics of a mature woman."

"It's an exception, but African-American women typically start developing before age eight, compared to 15 percent of white girls. So ... Pete, high school girls are more mature than you might think."

Chloe, as a rigorous reporter, refuted Pitt's words with detailed arguments.

"Although you're right, Chloe, I'm talking about maturity and temperament."

Not to be outdone, Pete fought back and put Clark into the debate, "What do you think, Clark?"

"I......?"

Clark shook his head blankly, "I don't know, but I don't think Akins is normal."

"That's why we investigated her. I asked my friends to investigate the information on Akins, which will be passed on today. Let's go to the newsroom first."

......

After coming out of the school newspaper, Clark fell into a huge shock.

The information of Akins that he witnessed changed his whole person's impression of the other party upside down.

"Eric?"

Thinking of Eric who had been very close to Akins recently, a bad feeling rose in his heart and he walked forward quickly.

"Eric, I saw the information of Mr. Akins."

After school, Clark stopped Eric.

"So...what are you trying to tell me?"

Eric asked with a calm expression.

"Mr. Akins, she was weird and very popular as a teenager. But then her first boyfriend killed her stepfather and she got all the inheritance. When she became a teacher, married A wealthy president, but soon her husband is murdered by one of her crazy high school students. It all...seems abnormal."

Clark reveals Akins' secret past to Eric.

"Old-fashioned Black Widow drama."

Eric nodded, "She lured those poor guys to kill, right?"

"It looks like this."

Clark said worriedly: "Although there is no evidence, she has obtained wealth and benefits from it, and it is difficult not to suspect her."

"So... Clark, you suspect that I'm one of those unlucky guys who was seduced by her? Will she kill someone at any time because of her inducement?"

Eric still asked the other party in a calm tone.

Clark nodded, "I think, Teacher Akins may be the same as Coach Watt, because the meteorite has awakened special abilities, such as making people obey her. Eric, you may be controlled by her, so I don't know. What you are doing, I can help you."

"Clark, no one can control me, not even the poisonous Black Widow."

Shaking his head, Eric turned to leave.

Chapter 58 Go to Gotham

Clark got up and went downstairs.

As soon as he sat at the dining table, he found that Eric next to him was holding a handful of green meteorites.

Clark, who had a "stress response" to the meteor, stood up abruptly and stepped back.

"Eric, the meteorite in your hand?!"

Clark's eyes were full of shock, and many associations unfolded in an instant.

Could it be that Eric was controlled by Teacher Akins, and like those men who were seduced by her, he had to deal with himself?

Eric didn't notice Clark's expression, and threw the meteorite on the table, "There are a lot of these fake meteorites popular in the town recently, which are sold to outsiders as souvenirs."

"This is... fake?"

Clark reached out his hand cautiously and touched the meteorite.

There was no particular reaction.

"Selling counterfeit meteorite fragments to outsiders is Hamilton's business."

Martha brought the oatmeal from the kitchen and said to the two.

"Hamilton?"

"The 'Meteorite Monster' in the town, your father should be one of the people with the worst relationship with him in the town."

Jonathan was coming in from the outside, and when he heard the words, he immediately denied his wife's words.

"Actually, I don't know him. It's just that Hamilton insisted that the absurdity of the town over the years was not caused by the pollution of the Luther Enterprise, but by meteorites. You know, I've always disagreed with this view."

Eric repeated Hamilton's name, clasped his hands against his chin, and pondered.

......

Sunday.

Outskirts of Smallville.

In the wilderness stands an old warehouse.

Eric stood at the door, and after observing the general situation inside with his clairvoyant eyes, he walked to the door and gently pushed open the iron door of the warehouse.

"Squeak!"

As the heavy iron door was pushed open, he walked into the gloomy and dim room.

Barriers block the sunlight coming in from outside, and only a few incandescent lights illuminate the dim environment.

There are green meteorites placed on the shelves and wall cabinets in the room, and experimental tools such as microscopes are placed on the experimental table.

If you let people who don't know the situation come in, it is estimated that the first impression is that of a mad scientist's experimental base.

Eric walked to a shelf and stared at the green meteorite placed on it.

The moment he slowly stretched out his hand to touch it, he was stopped by an unfriendly voice.

"Don't touch it!"

Eric turned around, and a thin middle-aged man came over with a wooden box in his hand and warned Eric: "Don't touch it, your hands are not disinfected, and you are not me!"

Putting the wooden box in his hand on the ground, the middle-aged man closed the door.

"Don't you have a website?"

"what?"

"Generally, the weirdos who have their own website find me."

The middle-aged man clapped the ashes on his hands and asked Eric, "So you are also those weirdos?"

"I probably have nothing to do with weirdos."

Facing middle-aged people who are not very friendly, Eric's tone is not friendly, "I heard that there is a person who sells plastic meteorite fragments to tourists around here, I think... that person is you. Dr. Hamilton?"

As he spoke, he walked to the green meteorite labeled on the shelf, "Like this one I'm going to touch."

Reaching out and touching the meteorite, "I can feel it's not a real meteorite."

Dr. Hamilton's expression became a little more cautious, "Who are you?"

"Eric Kent."

Eric walked up to Dr. Hamilton, "I'm very interested in your research."

"uh-huh......"

Hamilton nodded thoughtfully, "I know you, Kent kid, don't you? I think you should go to the school lab and see if there's a shortage of chemistry lab assistants, maybe that'll give you some fun. I'm just a mineralogist, and there's nothing here to appeal to inquisitive students like you."

"Mineralogist?"

Eric smiled slightly, "I don't think mineralogists have access to the first lunar stone brought back by Apollo."

"That was hundreds of years ago. At that time, I was a respected scientist, but the world changes and fate is impermanent. Even scientists will become absenteeism in the township. Isn't this normal?"

Shaking his head, Hamilton walked to the dilapidated experimental bench and poured out the soil-stained stones in the box, even though Eric was beside him, he picked it up with his dark hands.

Eric frowned slightly, but he didn't expect this old guy to be weirder than he thought.

Ever since he learned that there is such a "Meteor Monster" in Smallville Town, he has fallen in love with him.

I have collected a lot of kryptonite meteorites, but I don't have much clues about how meteorites can stimulate and enhance ordinary people's superpowers, such as the mind-bewitching gas produced in Akins' body.

The Dr. Hamilton in front of him, after some investigation, confirmed that the other party has in-depth research on kryptonite, and was listed by Eric as a target.