"This is the reinforcement I was talking about. Google search to read."
On the speeding motorcycle, Selina said to Batman.
"How do you know her?"
Batman, enduring the sharp pain assailing his nerves, quietly asked Catwoman.
"I don't know, she just came to me, asking to contact Eric."
Selina said while driving the motorcycle, "She said she had something important to tell Eric. I was suspicious of her identity, so I wanted you to help me test her identity. I didn't expect to find you stabbed in the back. Speaking of which, isn't she your childhood friend, Bruce?"
"Cough!"
Coughing, Batman tried to swallow the blood at the corner of his mouth. "Once converted into a vampire, one becomes a puppet without independent thought. This isn't the real her, Selina. Take me to the Batcave."
After saying his last words to Selina, Batman completely lost consciousness.
Meanwhile, in Metropolis.
Eric was suspicious of what Jena said.
"Are you sure you sensed your brother's scent from these vampire women?"
Eric asked her with a frown.
"Yes, I can feel it. Their blood carries my brother's scent. I can sense it!"
Jena's eyes showed a sorrowful expression, and tears streamed down her face.
"Did they eat my brother?!"
Eric didn't answer, turning his gaze to the trembling vampire girls.
"We… we swear, we really haven't seen anyone named Zan."
The girls, who had already been tormented by Eric, said to him tremblingly.
"How did you become vampires?"
Eric asked the girls.
"We were bitten by Irene."
A thoughtful expression appeared in Eric's eyes as he asked, "Which year is Irene in?"
"She… she transferred from Kansas Central University."
Hearing the girls say that the now-dead Irene transferred from Kansas Central University, Eric frowned.
Is it Clark's school?
Eric was contemplating the connections of everything in the Justice Society when his phone rang.
The person on the other end of the phone was Selina.
After connecting the call, Selina's urgent voice immediately came through.
"Something happened in Gotham! Batman was backstabbed by Zatanna and is now in a coma."
After listening to Selina's report, Eric put down the phone.
He looked up at the night sky in the distance; dark clouds covered the sky, looking like a storm was brewing.
At this moment, not far from the Metropolis Justice Society, fully armed police and armed forces were advancing towards the Justice Society Headquarters.
They possessed tooth-and-nail strength, and these police and armed forces were all converted vampires.
Among them were some supervillains whose mission was to completely annihilate Eric.
Eric, who was at the Justice Society Headquarters, had already used his x-ray vision to see the vampire army coming towards him.
Are they deploying almost all their forces to deal with him?
Eric even saw some villain characters he knew among them.
For example, the core members of the Suicide Squad, later members of the Secret Six—King Shark, and Batman's former enemy Black Spider.
Perhaps hearing the impending aura of the assembled enemies, Solomon Grundy, who was locked in prison, let out an excited roar.
"To completely wipe him out?"
Eric looked at the vampire army gradually approaching him, a look of disdain in his eyes.
Jena, standing beside him, saw Eric's serious expression and became nervous herself.
"Eric, do you need my help?"
Although they had only known each other for two days, she felt that Eric was good to her, treating her to meals and promising to help her find her brother.
So she felt that if he encountered difficulties, she had to help him, even though she didn't know what help she could offer.
"No need."
Eric glanced at Jena and shook his head.
Kansas Central University, Clark had just returned from outside.
After running around Metropolis, he was extremely tired at this moment.
As soon as he entered the school's back garden, he encountered a group of classmates calling out to each other, passing by him.
They were laughing loudly, their voices audible throughout the entire campus.
Clark looked at this group of people, helplessly standing aside to make way, preparing to let them pass first.
But unexpectedly, one guy suddenly bumped into Clark's shoulder.
Since Clark had lost his superpowers at this time, he was knocked hard to the ground by the other party.
Bang!
Clark fell heavily to the ground, making a dull thud.
Because Clark used both hands to support his body when he fell, he wasn't seriously injured.
But his palms were already stained with a lot of blood.
"Hiss."
His palm was pierced, and blood flowed out. Clark let out a soft gasp.
He stood up, looking at the clearly ill-intentioned college student in front of him.
"Sorry, I accidentally bumped into you just now."
The tall and strong guy, who seemed to be a football player, at the head of the group, showed a mocking smile to Clark.
"Kent!"
The other students also seemed to know Clark and immediately gathered around. "I heard you were chosen as Professor Fain's assistant, Kent. You're really lucky. I heard you're a farmer from a Kansas farm."
A classmate who knew Clark's background revealed his privacy.
Hearing the other party call him a farmer from a farm, Clark did not show any anger or embarrassment.
Looking at the guys in front of him with a disdainful gaze, Clark said, "Sorry, I received a full scholarship. If a farmer from a farm can get a full scholarship, then you should reflect on why you can't even compare to a farm boy!"
He had already figured out that these guys were deliberately looking for trouble with him because they saw him being promoted to assistant by Professor Fain.
Then he didn't need to be polite to these people!
"Bastard! How dare you be so arrogant alone!"
Perhaps their sore spot was hit, these people immediately cursed at Clark, and many directly laid hands on him.
The first guy who rushed up was grabbed by the arm by Clark, and with a back throw, he slammed the opponent to the ground.
With a bang, the insolent guy was thrown and let out a painful groan.
Before the opponent could react, Clark immediately swung his fist, striking the tall and strong guy standing in front of him.
Although he had lost his superpowers, Clark, who was over one meter ninety tall, was also a good fighter among ordinary people.
With a bang, Clark's fist slammed hard into the opponent's cheek.
The tall and strong football player staggered from Clark's punch.
The remaining people reacted the moment Clark's second punch came, and immediately swarmed him.
Even with his height and quick reactions, Clark, now an ordinary person, still couldn't face the group's beating.
He raised his arm to block the opponent's punches, but the next second he was kicked hard in the abdomen by the opponent and fell to the ground.
Clark, who had fallen to the ground, immediately got up, but his face was hit by another person's punch.
Blood instantly flowed from the corner of his mouth.
Clark, whose fighting spirit was aroused, immediately lunged forward, tackling the opponent.
He raised his fist and struck hard at the opponent's face.
Although he generally didn't like to fight with others, when faced with guys who were clearly looking for trouble, Clark had no thought of backing down.
Clark had just thrown two punches when he was kicked down by another person.
Rolling on the ground, he immediately hugged his head.
The moment he protected his head, punches and kicks all came at him.
Biting his teeth, Clark didn't make a sound, even though his whole body was in pain at this moment.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
While enduring the punches and kicks, a voice came from the silent night.
The few people looked up and saw someone walking out of the shadows.
Professor Fain walked towards Clark and the group.
Seeing Professor Fain, the few people who were ganging up on Clark immediately stopped, looking at him awkwardly.
"Are you assaulting a classmate?"
Professor Fain glanced at Clark on the ground, an unpleasant expression on his face.
"No, no."
The few people immediately began to explain in a hurry.
Ignoring them, Fain walked to Clark's side and helped him up.
Looking at Clark, who was covered in blood and disheveled, Fain shook his head and asked Clark, "Clark, if these are the people you want to protect, then is it all worth it?"
Clark was about to thank Professor Fain when he heard the question and froze.
"What?"
Fain's hand immediately turned into a bundle of black tentacles, stabbing towards the students.
The students, whose hearts were pierced, immediately fell dead.
Clark looked at Professor Fain in front of him with utter astonishment, his eyes filled with disbelief.
Slowly retracting the black tentacles, Fain's expression remained calm.
At this moment, if anyone who had witnessed the black viscous liquid seeping from the spaceship in Lex's laboratory forming human-shaped staff, they would realize that Professor Fain was precisely the human formed from that black sludge.
"I forgot to tell you, Clark Kent, I have another name, a name you might not be familiar with—Brainiac!"
Professor Fain spoke his other name.
At the same time, the few dead students on the ground slowly stood up.
Their eyes were red, fangs grew from their mouths, and their bodies exuded a bloodthirsty aura.
"They…"
Clark took a step back, looking at his classmates who no longer looked human, his eyes filled with shock.
"They turned into vampires?"
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