At this time, the Kryptonian woman was also locked in a special cell built by the Justice Society for criminals.

After Eric entered the Justice Society headquarters, he opened the room where the other party was locked.

The room was filled with green kryptonite, and the Kryptonite woman was chained and motionless.

The green kryptonite constantly weakened her body, and the feeling of weakness and exhaustion pierced her nerves all the time.

Trapped in so much green kryptonite, she didn't even have the strength to move a finger.

After hearing the sound of the door being pushed, the Kryptonian girl raised her tired face and looked at Eric who was standing in front of her.

"you......"

The Kryptonian girl looked at Eric who was expressionless, opened her lips, and wanted to say something, but in the end she said nothing.

"What's your name?"

Eric quietly stared at the other party for a while, and then asked her.

"Rika!"

The Kryptonian girl, gasping for breath, said her name to Eric.

The originally stern face now shows exhaustion, and there is no trace of the domineering and decisive temperament from before.

"Rika?"

Eric repeated the other party's name, nodded, and asked the other party, "Who are you from Zod? Is he locked in the phantom space now?"

Once asked about General Zod, Rika just shut up and stared at Eric while panting slightly.

"You...you can't possibly get any news about General Zod from me!"

"yes?"

A sneer appeared at the corner of Eric's mouth.

The next second, Rika felt a pain in her chest.

The Kryptonian girl looked at her chest in astonishment, and found that her chest had been stabbed by a sharp object.

A feeling of weakness and pain suddenly hit her whole body.

The already weak body couldn't bear this sudden injury even more.

She even fainted slightly.

The sharp exudes green fluorescence and contains the existence of kryptonite, which not only pierced her skin, but also caused irreversible damage to her body.

Bright red blood was drawn into a syringe specially prepared by Eric.

Eric has no plans to kill the other party, at least not now.

The sharp object inserted into the opponent is just a syringe that draws the opponent's blood.

Because it contains green kryptonite inside, it will make Rika feel uncontrollable pain.

After the syringe drew a tube of Kryptonian woman's blood, Eric grabbed the syringe and pulled it out violently.

"Well......!"

The Kryptonian girl with her eyes closed and her lips white, let out a painful grunt.

"For me, the most important thing I don't lack is time, and my patience will support you to tell all the secrets you know."

Eric looked at the Kryptonian girl's blood drawn in his hand, shook his head, turned and walked out of the room.

"You'd better pray that your body and spirit can last until that time."

"Huchi! Huchi!"

After Eric left, the Kryptonian woman opened her eyes and gasped for breath.

This guy......!

Rika, who was holding back the pain, looked at Eric's disappearing back with a look of resentment in his eyes.

Just a **** without any humanity.

Even for the same kind, do you have such an attitude of beheading and slaughtering?

......

After drawing the blood of the Kryptonian woman, Eric walked out of the room where he was being held.

His original purpose was to draw the other party's Kryptonian blood for research.

As for obtaining information, it is just a matter of convenience.

Even if the other party does not speak for the time being, Eric has a way to make the other party reveal his secrets.

It's just that it's sooner or later.

He has enough time to accompany the other party to continue to consume.

The next day, at night.

Eric attends a make-up party at the sorority dorm.

Makeup parties generally require participants to make up their favorite characters.

Bunny girl, nurse, doctor, wild huntress...

Generally speaking, these characters who can show makeup skills and express one of their hobbies are the favorites of masquerade parties.

"Boom!"

The door was opened, and a bunny girl with an explosive figure and long-legged woman stood inside the door and smiled at Eric.

Eric wasn't particularly dressed, just a white coat with a Batman mask on his face.

The bat mask was from Bruce Wayne's manor last time.

In the last Gotham trip, he once went to the Bruce family's manor out of curiosity.

Although he did not find Bruce disguised as Batman, it was not difficult for him to take a decorative mask from the other party.

"Wow! This..."

The bunny girl looked at Eric wearing a bat mask in surprise.

"What's this? A bat or an owl? Forget it, whatever it is, looks very cool! Now even if you don't have an invitation, I'll probably let you in!"

Eric ignored the bunny girl's words, and took out the invitation letter and flashed it in front of the bunny girl.

"I generally don't be that unruly person."

After seeing the invitation letter in Eric's hand, a smile appeared on the corner of the bunny girl's mouth.

After entering the hall that was more like a luxury villa than the girls' dormitory, Eric narrowed his eyes and looked at the boys and girls who released their youth hormones with the restlessness of the music.

The wild party dance is full of hormonal smells.

On the sofa not far away, several girls looked at Eric who came in.

The head is a girl who is in the center of a few people, dressed up as a charming witch, and when Eric walks in, the corner of her mouth shows a radian.

Girls have a pair of attractive long legs and unforgettable beautiful eyes. With their eye-catching looks, they are constantly being watched by men at masquerade balls.

"I saw him in astronomy class on the first day. He should be Eric Kent."

"You can recognize it with a mask on? Betty."

The friends next to her were a little puzzled that Betty could recognize her identity when she was wearing a mask.

"Charming Witch" said to the friends next to him: "After all, she is a well-known writer, and she is a relatively famous person among the freshmen. It is difficult to make people not pay attention. And... the other party's mask only covers part of it. Face, as long as it is analyzed based on facial features combined with some behavioral details to identify a person's identity, isn't it normal?"

"I think you should dress up as Agatha Christie, Betty, not as a witch who looks irrelevant to reason and reasoning."

(Agatha Christie: Queen of Detective Fiction.)

A friend next to her complained to her.

"That's our difference, I'm trying desperately to get rid of a certain label and you keep trying to put a sticker on me."

Betty let out a breath and said to her friends.

Being discussed by the girls who were also freshmen, Eric didn't pay attention, but turned his attention to the backyard behind the fellowship girls' dormitory.

In the small swimming pool in the backyard, three girls were playing with a boy in it.

Several people had a great time playing inside, splashing water on each other.

There was even a girl diving in front of a guy, ready to try some kind of happy game.

The boy looked expectantly at the girl who had dived under him. When he was about to try this very exciting happiness, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his lower body.

Blood immediately poured out of the pool.

Because the pain was unbearable, the boy let out a scream, and tried to escape from the pool with both hands and feet. As a result, the two girls next to him had long fangs in their mouths and rushed towards the boy, followed by a meal. bite.

"Ahhhh! Help!"

The boy who was bitten let out a piercing scream.

But the sound was completely drowned out by the music in the ballroom.

Looking back, Eric frowned.

Vampire?

For the vampires in the DC world, Eric's impression of them is that they are no different from the legendary vampires.

Has long fangs, **** human blood, fears the sun, is extremely powerful and has the ability to fly.

Unexpectedly, I met the legendary "vampire" on the second day of school.

After thinking for a while, he turned around and looked at the crowd at the scene.

It was discovered that the vampires hidden in it were mostly women, and they all belonged to the sorority dormitory.

"Is it the sorority dormitory?"

After confirming that the so-called girls' dormitory is likely to be the legendary vampire's lair, Eric no longer has any intention of staying here, and turns to leave.

He was really interested in so-called vampires.

It’s also good to grab one or two back for research.

But at this time, if he did it, he would cause countless troubles, so he planned to wait until the dance was over.

Just two steps away, he was stopped by a figure.

The girl who gave her the invitation before, wearing a black mask, walked up to Eric.

"Handsome man, are you leaving now?"

Eric looked at her and asked blankly, "Why not?"

"I want to invite you to a dance, can I?"

Eric didn't answer, just stared coldly at the head of the girls' dormitory.

"If you don't speak, then I'll take it as your default."

The masked woman stretched out her hand, stroked Eric's chest lightly, and slowly touched him.

Not far away, Betty, who was observing Eric's ambiguous relationship with the head of the dormitory, showed a disappointed expression.

"I thought the guy who wrote that kind of book was a guy with great taste, who turned out to be just as bad as other vulgar boys."

The masked woman hugged Eric's neck, stretched her head and sniffed the smell on Eric's body, showing a fascinated look.

"Your body is so delicious and appealing, like sweet cheese, I...I love it."

As he spoke, he put his mouth to Eric's neck, opened his mouth, exposed the fangs inside, and slammed into his neck.

She originally thought that she would enjoy the delicious blood in the next second, but what happened next was beyond her expectations.

Eric stretched out his thumb and forefinger to open his mouth that was about to bite.

"Sorry, I don't like people touching my body with saliva."

"Well......?!"

Her mouth was supported by her fingers, and she wanted to speak, but the masked woman could only make a vague voice in the end.

Under the incredible gaze of Betty and the others, Eric stretched out his other hand, squeezed the other's neck, and twisted it slightly.