Regarding the matter of the Eric Kent Fan Club that appeared at Metropolis University, Eric decided to see for himself who had established a fan club for him.
He wasn't running for State Councilor like his father, so how could he have his own fan club?
As soon as he walked out of the general education classroom, he ran into an acquaintance who was looking for him.
"Eric, these are the mint cookies I brought for you."
As soon as Jena of the Wonder Twins saw Eric, she immediately walked up to him, pointing to a bag of cookies in her hand and saying to Eric.
"Cookies?"
Looking at the cookies in Jena's hand, Eric shook his head, "I don't like eating cookies."
In fact, he was more indifferent to catnip.
"How is your brother?"
After refusing her cookies, Eric asked her.
"He's recovering very well, but he still has some way to go before he can get out of bed. My brother wants me to thank you, and also your brother Clark for his help. If it weren't for him, my brother probably wouldn't have been saved."
Jena thanked Eric.
A girl with short hair, brown skin, full of youthful vitality, and long legs will attract attention wherever she goes.
Jena quickly became the focus of many boys' attention.
Although her age did not seem to match her mature appearance.
"Can I ask you a question?"
A hint of longing appeared in the lively Jena's eyes, "I see many superheroes in the Justice Society: Wildcat, Midnight Doctor, Green Lantern, Flash... Maybe I can also become one of them."
"So your goal is to become a superhero?"
Eric frowned and said to her, "So-called superheroes are guys with many strange enlightenments, but you, Jena, I don't believe you have any enlightenment right now."
"Alright."
After being rejected by Eric, Jena showed a dejected expression and said, "Alright, I admit, I don't have any enlightenment, and I don't have any expectations about being a superhero. I just hope you can take me and my brother in. I think if it's with your strength, maybe you can help us resist something."
"Resist what?"
Eric frowned and asked.
"Resist some forces that we cannot resist, and things that ordinary people cannot withstand. For example, that alien this time, we simply cannot deal with a guy with that level of power."
Jena said to Eric, "But you defeated the vampire, so if you take me and my brother in, maybe we can help you a lot."
"Your ability is to transform into animals, right?"
Eric asked her.
"Yes, but I can't fully transform yet, only partially."
Jena stated that her ability still needed further development.
"I won't drive you away."
Eric looked at the girl in front of him and said, "But I don't like acting as a so-called philanthropist, so if you want to stay, make yourself more valuable."
After Eric finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the Eric Kent Fan Club.
Jena immediately followed Eric's steps closely.
"But I must state in advance that I don't like being ridden as a horse, or other means of transport, such as ostriches and donkeys."
Jena stated that she would never become Eric's mount.
Eric ignored Jena's misleading remarks.
The two wound their way along the school path and soon arrived in front of an activity room.
Entering the corridor in front of the activity room, Eric used his x-ray vision to look inside.
He found that there was no one inside.
No one in the "Fan Club" activity room?
Eric frowned, reached out and twisted open the door of the activity room, and entered.
After entering the room, Eric's brows furrowed even tighter as he looked at the furnishings of the activity room.
The walls of the activity room were covered with his portraits.
There were photos of his graduation ceremony, portraits secretly taken during his university courses, and photos taken when he was questioned by the Metropolis Police Department.
The most outrageous thing was that the other party even had photos of him from the Smallville Police Department.
In addition to his portraits, there were also illustrations he had drawn on the walls.
Unspeakable monsters in the dark, deep starry sky, as well as hideous fish-men in the deep blue seabed, and chaotic, unseeable monsters lurking beyond the outer cosmos.
These photos, drawn by him or artistically processed and modified, were hung on the walls in categories, giving off an extremely eerie feeling.
Moving his gaze away from the wall, Eric looked at other parts of the activity room.
At the same time, he activated his x-ray vision to detect possible hidden objects within the room.
He did not find anything suspicious.
Besides portraits and documents, there were some strange sacrificial tools.
Such as decorative skulls, crosses, and candles.
It was less like an activity room and more like a gathering place for some cultists.
Jena, standing next to Eric, also surveyed the surroundings.
"It's kind of..."
She thought for a moment and said, "It looks like something created by your fanatical fans, Eric, to express their loyalty and faith to you."
"You know about faith?"
Eric looked at Jena, who was a head shorter than him.
"Of course, although I haven't been to school, I know far more than you do."
Jena felt a bit underestimated and raised her voice slightly.
As they were talking, the room door was pushed open, and a girl walked in.
The girl, with punk smoky makeup, a somewhat shaggy hairstyle, and a rebellious aura, froze when she saw two people in her room.
When she clearly saw that it was Eric, her expression immediately became excited. She quickly walked to Eric's side and clasped his hand.
"Eric Kent? I can't believe I'm seeing you here. I thought you'd still be in prison. You've gotten off scot-free again? I knew you'd come back safe and sound. No matter what happens, you will always be the Dark Lord who reigns over your kingdom."
The girl said a lot of words as soon as they met.
Eric did not show any emotion due to her overtures.
"Who are you?"
"Me?"
The girl paused for a moment and immediately replied, "I'm Hanna Duncan. I'm your loyal fan. I collect and organize everything about you, past and present. I know a lot about you."
Hanna looked like a crazy female fan.
"So, you've been investigating me?"
A hostile look appeared in Eric's eyes.
"No, of course not."
Perhaps sensing Eric's mood, Hanna immediately shook her head and said, "I just collected information about you that is already available on the market, and I didn't specifically pry into your privacy. And I have no intention of harming you."
Hanna immediately explained to Eric.
"Fans? I don't need that kind of thing. If you continue to pry into my information, then I cannot guarantee that I won't harm you. So, you'd best stop these activities of yours."
Eric warned the other party.
He had no interest in this whole fan thing.
But if there was always someone behind him constantly inquiring about his news, he wouldn't be happy at all.
"I... I didn't mean to pry into your information."
Hanna was affected by the chilling killing intent Eric emitted, and her speech became somewhat stammering.
She took a deep breath, adjusting her emotions.
After opening her eyes, Hanna, with a determined look in her eyes, said, "I am your loyal and fanatical fan. Now, no matter what happens, you cannot stop my devotion to you."
"Mr. Eric, I am obsessed with your 'cthulhu'. In your book, you showed me a mysterious and eerie world. Everything in this world is so elusive, making one fall into it and unable to extricate themselves just by looking at it."
The girl, with fanaticism in her eyes, said, "I also know, Eric, that you appeared in every accident in Smallville, whether it was the murder at the school dance, the self-immolation of the football coach, or this vampire massacre. I know, Eric, this must be you using your abilities to kill those anomalous creatures."
"I am like a worshiper of Satan, Mr. Eric. I am willing to become your follower, to sacrifice myself to the darkness, to sacrifice myself to you, in exchange for the power of the dark unknown existence, in exchange for your favor. I, Hanna, am willing to be your loyal servant. Please, you must give me this opportunity."
Hanna spoke fanatical and insane words while kneeling before Eric.
She had the kind of madness of a brainless fan who, upon seeing their idol, wished they could die immediately.
Looking at the woman kneeling on the ground, Eric's brows furrowed.
What was this?
cthulhu worship plus a personal brain-dead fan?!
After a moment of silence, Eric asked her, "Do you have Chinese ancestry?"
Although she found it strange why Eric would ask that, Hanna looked up and replied, "Yes, my father is Chinese, and my mother is American. I moved from China when I was eight years old."
"How are things in China?"
Eric paused for a moment, asking about his hometown in his memory.
But he quickly said, "Never mind, you don't have to tell me. Now, I ask you, Hanna, how many people are in this so-called fan club of yours?"
"Currently, about ten people."
Hanna replied to Eric.
"Ten people?"
Eric pondered for a moment and said, "I'm giving you a task now. If you complete it, then I won't disband the so-called fan club."
"What task?"
Hanna widened her eyes and asked Eric.
"The Eric Kent Fan Club will temporarily be renamed the Jonathan Kent Fan Club."
Eric said to her, "Your current task is to help my father successfully run for State Councilor."
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