You should be glad that I didn’t ruin your career

Sixteen years ago, a spaceship carrying Superman crashed in the small town of Smallville.

Along with it, fragments of Krypton, Superman's home planet, also fell to Earth. These are commonly known as "Kryptonite." Kryptonite can strip Superman of his powers, making him weak and, in severe cases, causing him to pass out or even die.

The cunning and insidious Eric would never miss such an opportunity.

Since gaining the ability to act, he began collecting the Kryptonite that had fallen in the town.

To prevent Clark from discovering it, he even used lead packaging to seal it up.

The metal "lead" can block Superman's vision and perception.

The Kryptonite fragments sealed in the lead box were collected by Eric over the past month in the town. He originally planned to take them home today, but they were stolen!

Although the quantity wasn't large, it still raised suspicions in his always-cautious mind.

Were those lurking dark forces starting to stir?

Or were some forces, already aware of Superman's power, beginning to lay out their plans early?

No!

Right now, Clark is just a high school student, and no one realizes what kind of changes he will bring to this world in the future.

So who could it be?

Closing the storage locker door, Eric was filled with doubts.

Bang!

From an office at the other end of the hallway came the sound of something heavy being slammed.

Immediately following that was an angry roar that echoed through the entire hallway.

"I'll tell you what authority is! I've worked here for twenty-five years, bringing countless honors to the school, and you, as my students, dare to attack me to cover up your despicable deeds! Shameless! Despicable! Traitors!"

The roar was accompanied by the sound of a table being pounded, showing just how furious the person was.

Was it Coach Watt from the football team?!

Hearing the roaring sound echoing in the hallway, Eric frowned.

He had met Coach Watt a few times.

Since Watt had always wanted to recruit him for the football team, they had interacted a few times.

However, due to Jonathan's opposition, he ultimately didn't join the team.

Eric's vision penetrated the wall, vaguely seeing the players being scolded inside.

For some reason, the coach, who had always been loved by his players, was now lashing out at them.

It seemed that Coach Watt had been on edge recently.

Shaking his head, Eric was about to turn and leave.

Creak!

The door to the coach's office opened, and the dejected players filed out.

"Hey! Looks like Coach Watt has run into some trouble, otherwise he wouldn't be so out of control."

Chloe, standing in the hallway and getting ready for class, saw this scene and excitedly said to Pete.

"Hold this for me, I want to take a photo."

Handing her books to the dark-skinned boy beside her, Chloe's journalist instincts kicked in, and she prepared to take out her camera for a shot.

But Chloe's act of taking a photo was quickly noticed by one of the burly football players.

Angry at Chloe for meddling, the player casually threw his football at her.

Chloe, just lifting her camera, didn't notice it coming and was hit directly on the shoulder.

"Ugh"

Letting out a groan of pain, Chloe's body uncontrollably staggered backward.

Trying to protect her camera, she managed to stay upright but took a few steps back, her back hitting Eric's locker.

Clang!

The collision between her body and the locker made a crisp sound.

"Hey! Guys, don't get physical!"

Seeing Chloe get hurt, Pete immediately stood in front of her to stop the football team members.

The burly player who threw the ball ignored Pete, walked up to Chloe with a disdainful look, and bent down to pick up the football from the ground.

"What are you doing? Attempting to assault a fellow student?"

Holding her aching shoulder, Chloe glared at him and questioned.

"Just a warning, don't mess with the football team again."

The big guy muttered a threat to her.

"Oh, hit a nerve, did I? Now I know who wrote those threatening letters to me last time. Full of grammatical errors and crude words, I thought they were written by some uneducated vagrant."

Chloe retorted, not backing down.

The big guy ignored her and turned to leave.

As he turned, he caught sight of Eric standing silently by his locker.

Glancing again at the name "Eric Kent" on the locker, he sneered.

"So you're Eric Kent? Coach Watt talks about you all the time. Even though you didn't join, you're quite famous on the football team."

The big guy smirked and extended his hand toward Eric.

"Dan, Dan Brown!"

Seeing the smirk, Chloe knew he was up to no good, planning to use the handshake to mess with Eric.

Looking at the idiot shouting in front of him, Eric just gave him a cold glance and turned to leave.

Dan Brown's hand hung in the air, a look of embarrassment on his face.

The embarrassment quickly turned to anger. He gripped the football tightly and threw it fiercely at Eric's head.

The football, thrown with great force, hurtled toward the back of Eric's head in an instant.

Lana, just entering the school building and chatting with her boyfriend, saw the football flying toward Eric's head and couldn't help but cover her mouth.

But contrary to expectations, Eric wasn't hit.

He caught the football with one hand effortlessly.

As if catching something insignificant and light.

His body didn't even budge.

Eric, holding the football, casually tossed it forward. The ball shot like an arrow toward the stunned Dan Brown.

With a bang, the football slammed into his stomach!

Dan Brown felt a sharp pain in his abdomen as if hit by a hammer.

He instinctively bent over, his back hitting the metal locker with a loud bang.

"Ugh...!"

Groaning in pain, Dan Brown was almost in tears.

Not only did his stomach hurt, but his tailbone also hurt from hitting the locker.

Eric, after delivering his "sweet blow," glanced at Dan Brown squatting on the ground, shook his head, and turned to leave.

If it weren't for the crowded school, this idiot daring to challenge him would have been lying in a hospital for at least six months, ending his football career.

Chloe, standing beside Dan Brown, was completely stunned.

She didn't expect Clark's brother to be so "freakishly strong" too!

Easily catching the football and casually throwing it, causing serious pain to Dan Brown.

Are the Kent family all such "freaks"?!

Feeling a sense of satisfaction, Chloe also developed a keen interest in Eric.

Pete, standing next to Chloe, saw her eyes light up and knew the journalist's "strange radar" had kicked in again.

Without a doubt, Eric would soon be seriously "harassed" by her in the name of journalism.

"Stop!"

A sudden voice called out to Eric as he was about to leave.

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