"Eric, thank you for saving me from the fire in the editor's office earlier. Google search to read."
Chloe thanked Eric.
Having just been discharged from the hospital, she quickly focused her energy on The Torch.
Although the original editor's office was unusable due to the fire, with special approval from the school, Chloe applied for a storage room to temporarily serve as an office.
At this moment, the two stood in the temporary office, and Chloe formally thanked Eric.
"You should thank Clark, I didn't help much."
Eric replied with a somewhat distant tone.
"Of course, I know. Clark told me that if you hadn't appeared, he wouldn't have been able to arrive in time. You subdued Coach Watt. In a sense, you saved me too, so this isn't a thank you without reason."
Chloe shrugged her shoulders and picked up the freshly brewed coffee.
The temporary office wasn't equipped with a heating system, and feeling a bit chilly, she rubbed her arms and complained to Eric, "I feel like I have 'one foot out the door' right now, my mind is already elsewhere, ready to leave at any moment. I've never wanted to return to my original office more than I do now."
She said this while looking at Eric.
Seeing that he was still focused on the newspaper in front of him, Chloe felt a bit dejected.
It was as if no matter what she did, she couldn't attract his attention.
Is Eric even more of an unyielding straight man than Clark?
After a moment of idle thoughts, she looked at Eric, who was flipping through the latest newspaper. "˜"*°•.˜˜.•°*"˜
The headline on the newspaper caught her eye — "Moira Adams, Head of New Flight Energy Company, Dies in Slums!"
"I know him."
Chloe stepped forward and said, "Although it's called a new energy company, the pollution caused by thermal power generation is no less than that of traditional energy companies. I think the Luthor Fertilizer Plant can be rated as Metropolis's most environmentally friendly enterprise compared to New Flight Energy Company."
Eric ignored Chloe's words and instead focused his attention on the words "Star City Queen Enterprises" on the newspaper.
After a long pause, he asked Chloe, "Do you know Oliver Queen?"
"Someone from Queen Enterprises?"
Chloe shook her head blankly, "I only know Robert Queen, the CEO of Queen Enterprises. Is there any connection between them?"
"Never mind."
Eric put down the newspaper.
He guessed that Green Arrow was still enjoying his playboy life, and it would be some time before he was stranded on a deserted island for his life's re-education.
After finishing the day's newspaper, Eric continued to read the newspapers from a few days prior.
He quickly found news about Lionel Luthor's attempted assassination.
Lionel, Moira.
Combining this with the list of personnel he obtained from the reporter Chris, Eric quickly determined that the deaths of these entrepreneurs were likely related to the so-called Owl Council.
According to that list of personnel, the next target to be eliminated by the Owl Council after Moira was likely —
Lex Luthor!
After pondering over the newspaper for a moment, Eric put it down, said "Thanks" to Chloe, and then left the temporary office.
Lex Luthor, huh?
Good luck to him!
However, since the Owl Council has set its sights on Lex, they will naturally send out their "minions."
If he followed these "minions" to their source, there was a high chance he could find the Owl's lair.
Eric, emerging from the temporary office, narrowed his eyes and instantly made up his mind.
In the afternoon, Eric returned to the farm.
Just as he was about to heat up the meat soup and pizza from the refrigerator, an uninvited guest suddenly arrived.
"Clark isn't back yet."
Eric said to Lana, who had come to the door, with a blank expression.
"Actually, I'm not here for Clark."
Lana said to Eric somewhat cautiously, "I'm here for you, Eric."
"Me? I don't think we have any common ground."
Eric put the taken-out pizza back into the refrigerator and said nonchalantly, "I even think I have more common ground with your Aunt Niel than with you."
"Phew!"
Lana let out a breath and said, "I'm here to apologize to you."
"Apologize?"
"Yes, I showed the manuscript to Aunt Niel without your permission. If you feel offended, I apologize to you."
Although she was saying apologies, there was an unspeakable grievance in her heart.
She didn't know why Eric had this attitude towards her.
Excessively cold, distant, still the attitude of strangers.
She thought that through those words and paintings, a tacit relationship had been established between them.
A relationship of friendship, where their minds met.
"It's not necessary."
Eric shook his head, "If I cared, I wouldn't have let you take the manuscript. No need to apologize. Is there anything else?"
"Yes."
Lana looked at Eric's somewhat impatient face, was silent for a few seconds, and then said to him:
"I'd like to discuss some issues regarding cthulhu with you. There are some things I don't understand, for example, you want to convey the main idea that 'behind false peace is the cruel truth of the world,' but why do you keep suggesting not to shatter false peace? Also, in Whispers in the Dark, you mentioned that person who went mad in Gotham, what is his true identity?"
As soon as cthulhu's works were mentioned, Lana began to show a state of excitement.
"I can't give you answers."
Eric shook his head indifferently, "Some things inherently have no answers, and there's no need to search for them."
""
Lana's enthusiasm was quickly dampened.
She moved her lips, but ultimately said nothing.
"I understand."
After standing in silence for a moment, she said goodbye to Eric.
"Aunt Niel recently asked me to help her clean the stables, so I have to go back first. Will you be attending the party tonight?"
"What party?"
"Didn't Clark tell you? He wants to host a small gathering at home."
After saying that, she saw Eric's displeased expression and immediately knew she had said the wrong thing. Her expression was a bit awkward, "I have to go now, bye!"
Lana quickly left, leaving Eric standing there, very displeased.
A few minutes later.
"Hey, Eric, I saw Lana."
Clark just entered the living room and called out to Eric, "Did Lana come over for something?"
"You can ask her. Clark, you want to host a party at home tonight?"
Hearing Eric's sudden question, Clark paused.
"Just a small gathering with a few friends, Chloe, Pete, and Lana."
"Oh, and Lex."
He then added.
Hearing that Lex Luthor would be attending the party, Eric's brows immediately furrowed.
His gaze, radiating danger, turned towards Clark.
You want to invite a wolf into the house?!
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