"Is this important? Clark."

Eric's expression was calm, "The matter is over, don't worry about the so-called details anymore. This will not bring you any positive benefits, whether it is emotions or interests."

Clark frowned slightly, "Eric should hand him over to the law for trial even if Jelomy makes a big mistake."

"It is true in theory, but things have never been that simple, Clark, French writer Farronx once said: Under its noble laws, the law also prohibits the rich and the poor from sleeping under the bridge, begging and stealing the same piece of bread in the street. But looking at the real world we live in, it is really magical and cute."

Eric continued to "stubbornly argue" with Clark in his own way.

"And if I don't solve him, then the one who gets hurt is Lana. If it were you, Clark, what would you do?"

When Eric talked about Lana, Clark's expression changed slightly.

"You mean...Jelome wanted to hurt Lana before?"

He suddenly remembered Lana's thanks to Eric just now.

Could it be that Lana thanked Eric because of this?

In an instant, I thought of many Clarks and felt a little confused.

Did you really misunderstand Eric?

Eric had previously hinted to Chloe that Jelomy was the murderer, but now he has saved Lana.

It seems...Eric is not as bad as he imagined.

"You can ask Lana, I think the intimacy between you and you will definitely be better than between us."

After Eric finished speaking, he pointed to the mountains of books and papers piled up on the desk, "I have to get some things done. If Clark, you have nothing else to do, you can leave."

Clark rubbed his nose and wanted to say something,

But seeing Eric sit down with his back to him, he swallowed what he wanted to say.

Before leaving, he looked at the strange painting on the wall.

Lana said that these paintings are full of artistic atmosphere, why don’t she feel anything?

Do you really have no artistic cells?!

Clark felt a sense of depression.

"Wait, Clark!"

Clark, who was about to leave, was suddenly stopped by Eric.

"?"

"This thing is useless in my hand. Maybe you need it more than me, take it!"

Eric said as he handed him a small lead box.

"This is......?"

Clark took the lead box in confusion.

"Open and have a look."

Clark had no doubt about him and slowly opened the lead box.

A dazzling green light shone out from the box!

At the same time, the body seemed to receive some signal, weak and even stinging sensations surged up.

"This is... Lana's necklace!"

Looking at the green stone decorated with a necklace, Clark did not care about the strangeness of his body and showed an extremely surprised expression.

It was because Whitney used this necklace to weaken his abilities and he was tied to the cross.

I thought Eric threw away the necklace when he was saving him, but he didn't expect the other party to keep it.

"Why......?"

"Why give it to you now?"

Eric's tone still sounded unchanged, "Look at your date, you keep going around because you can't tolerate too stupid people around you, otherwise you will be infected with a virus called "stupid". So is this a reason to give you a necklace?!"

“…”

Listening to Eric's poisonous tongue towards him, Clark was not as unhappy as before.

After closing the lead box, a warm current flowed through his heart and thanked Eric:

"Eric, even if the reason is really the case, thank you!"

After Clark, who was filled with joy, left, Eric put down the pen in his hand and stood up and looked out the window.

Giving the lead box to Clark is not exactly an assist to the other party’s date.

It is an emergency avoidance measure taken after becoming increasingly aware that Lana might be curious about herself.

It is definitely a very dangerous thing to be curious about a woman like Lana.

Not to mention whether curiosity can be transformed into favorability, the other party's entanglement with Clark alone made him feel troubled, and he was afraid of avoiding it.

The existence of women is really a species that causes headaches for them.

......

Thursday.

On the fourth day after the "Back to School Day Dance", the school finally returned to normal operation.

"So...Clark, can you tell me why Eric's eyes emits lasers?"

Pete, who was hooked with Clark, asked curiously: "I once read a comic where the protagonist emits lasers, but he can only install a micro laser device on his wrist. Compared with the lasers emitted on his wrist, this kind of lasers emitted on his wrist is inferior to that in his eyes!"

Chloe held the coffee cup, "Arthur Parks? Laser Man, this is his name, right? Pete?"

"I thought Chloe you would only focus on news hotspots, but I didn't expect you to be interested in comics."

Pete felt like he had re-recognized Chloe.

"In fact, I'm not interested in comics, especially superhero comics. I just found this guy when I was looking up the information. Don't you think these guys in strange costumes are weird?"

Chloe complained without mercy.

“I feel offended.”

Pete was very upset that his hobbies were despised.

"Hey! Clark!"

Just as he was about to continue to quarrel with Chloe, a voice interrupted him.

The three of them looked in the direction where the sound came and found that it was the coach of the football team, Watt.

Coach Watt has a short but strong figure and a hot temper. He is a person who is respected and afraid of by rugby team members.

However, when facing non-rockball players, he usually restrains his hot temper, so he has a good reputation among his classmates.

"Coach Watt."

Clark quickly greeted the other party.

Coach Watt's face was not very good, Clark could guess the reason.

The football team suffered heavy losses at the return-to-school day dance, which of course cannot be accepted by Coach Watt, who is determined to win the championship this year.

"I heard Eric talk about Clark's arm strength is stronger than him. I watched the video of you participating in the selection before. I didn't have enough skills, but my arm strength is amazing! If you can participate in our rugby team, Clark is definitely a reinforcement for the rugby team!"

Coach Watt came up and recruited Clark straight to the point.

"I need help on the farm, I'm afraid I don't have time..."

Although he was very moved, Clark knew his father's attitude towards participating in the football team, so he refused.

"Your father would rather you show up on the court than on the farm. I know your father, Jonathan Kent, is the most talented player I have ever taught, it's family inheritance. Clark, don't waste your talent on the farm and on the tractor!"

Coach Watt patted Clark on his shoulder and motivated him.

Clark hesitated for a while and wanted to refuse.

But suddenly I thought of Lana and Eric in the room.

Lana was impressed by Eric's paintings. If... she became the main force of the football team, she would have the ability to make Lana look at her with admiration.

And Lana is also the captain of the team's cheerleaders...

"I'm willing to join the team, Coach Watt."
Chapter completed!