What's wrong with Superman's brother wanting to be Homelander?

Chapter 16: Vampires

Lucas looked calmly at the girl who had spoken to him, his deep blue eyes expressionless, and gave her a light handshake: "Lucas Kent."

Chloe didn't seem to notice his slightly cold attitude at all, and instead took half a step forward.

After all, that impeccably handsome face will be tolerated anywhere.

The girl's light brown eyes gleamed with excitement and nervousness, as if she had uncovered some exclusive secret.

Chloe glanced at the classmates playing around in twos and threes, pursed her lips, blushed, and leaned close to Lucas's ear, speaking in a tone that only the two of them could hear.

"You just read that news article about the airport plane, right? My dad works at the town's health center, and he secretly told me that some of the people on that plane were transferred to our town."

"Um?"

Lucas paused, somewhat puzzled: "What good will it do to move to our town? We don't even have a specialized hospital here!"

"Who knows? This news came out a day ago, it should have arrived by now. Maybe it's because the environment here is good?"

"The environment is good?" Lucas found it hard to agree with this.

It's worth noting that there are two large fertilizer plants from Lenor Company located just 20 miles from the town.

There's no such thing as environmental protection these days.

"It could also be because of the meteor shower a few years ago..."

Chloe speculated.

When the topic of meteor showers came up, this smartly dressed androgynous girl visibly became more interested, clearly intending to continue gossiping with Lucas.

He had no interest in discussing with the other party how Clark came to be.

Fortunately, the teacher came in at that moment.

"Classmates, today is your first class in seventh grade. As new students, please introduce yourselves, such as your names, hobbies, and so on."

"Let's start with Lana."

……

……

A class.

It lasted for 45 minutes.

There are no games.

Lucas rediscovered what boredom truly meant, and the days dragged on endlessly.

As soon as get out of class ended, he went straight to the teacher.

"Teacher, excuse me for bothering you."

Lucas clutched his stomach, forcing a slightly pained expression on his face:

"I think I ate something bad last night. My stomach feels really uncomfortable right now. I'd like to go to the infirmary and ask for leave to go home and rest."

The teacher glanced at him, and seeing Lucas's extremely ruddy complexion, a knowing look flashed in his eyes.

He'd seen this kind of trick far too many times.

It's definitely an act.

Who could stand here with a rosy complexion and full of energy if they had an upset stomach?

This acting is even worse than that of the unfortunate newcomers in the school drama club.

However, he still pulled out a yellow pass from the drawer, filled it out in a few quick strokes, tore it off, and handed it over.

"Okay, Lucas. Take this note to the main office. Remember to get some rest; um... seventh grade is different from elementary school, you still need to learn."

"Okay, thank you, teacher!"

Lucas nodded obediently.

……

After leaving the school.

Walking along the path, Lucas headed straight for the town's hospital.

To be honest, if I hadn't watched the TV series "The Strain,"

Or perhaps it wasn't because of the Winchester brothers' visit some time ago.

He will likely miss this news, or even if he sees it, he will simply ignore it.

But precisely because of the Winchester brothers' precedent, he could not ignore it no matter what—

That was no ordinary plane crash; it was the work of an ancient and malevolent strain of vampire bacteria.

The dead on the plane will mysteriously come back to life overnight, turning into bloodthirsty, hideous vampire monsters...

Lucas had absolutely no intention of becoming a savior.

He firmly believed that power is justice, and that one can only enjoy responsibility if one enjoys rights.

The reason I was so decisive was that I chose to take leave on the very first day of school.

The main reason is that he feels the "survival of the fittest" trait is beckoning to him.

After all, ordinary vampires were practically sitting ducks for him.

As for the strength and speed that are slightly better than those of ordinary people, they are completely insignificant to him.

……

Smallville Town Hospital is located at the end of the town's main street, flanked by tall rubber trees.

It's not too small, but it's not big either. It's a two-story building with a simple and old-fashioned white exterior. Some of the walls have peeled off, indicating that it's been around for quite some time.

But the once peaceful Smallville town hospital has now completely changed.

The entrance was guarded by unfamiliar guards with cold expressions, who were strictly controlling the entrance and exit.

The piercing siren of an ambulance grew louder as it approached. The vehicle had no markings, and as the doors opened, several fully armed men hurriedly carried what appeared to be a bag containing a body into the hospital.

Lucas didn't approach the hospital directly, but instead sneaked to the back of the hospital. The next moment, he nimbly climbed onto the second-floor window like an incredibly agile ape and jumped in.

Fortunately, cameras were not yet widespread in this era.

The air on the second floor was filled with the strong smell of disinfectant, and all the wards on both sides were closed off, with no patients in sight.

With the help of his super hearing, Lucas arrived at a corner.

This place leads directly to the basement level, which is usually used to store corpses and is not very large.

But at this moment, a sign that read "Special Pathology Research Laboratory" was posted above the morgue.

A tall man with a buzz cut, wearing a black trench coat and carrying a small briefcase, walked in under the protection of a group of armed men.

Looking at the armed men guarding the only entrance, Lucas couldn't help but frown.

It's alright on the surface, but how did he manage to break in underground?

Force your way in?

Not very good.

It's broad daylight now, so if there's any commotion, a group of people will definitely rush over immediately.

His physical body is currently no match for the barrage of bullets.

Dig a tunnel through?

That's dog work.

If Shelby were here, we could give it a try.

Ultimately, Lucas chose to wait patiently.

He was like a seasoned hunter, concealing all his claws and presence, quietly lurking in the shadows.

As dusk approached.

The man in the trench coat finally came out, his heavy expression easing slightly.

The other person took out their phone, walked to a secluded corner, and quickly dialed a number:

"Nora, you're right. Those outer space rocks have a special kind of radiation that can indeed destroy those disgusting bugs."

But I still feel that doing this is too risky; who knows if these stones will have any other side effects…”

"..."

"Okay, you'd better hurry up and come over."

After hanging up the phone, the man sighed and then walked heavily out of the hospital.

The staff on duty locked the iron gate on the basement level firmly and hurriedly followed the man.

The group quickly disappeared down the corridor.

"No one stayed behind to keep an eye on things?" Lucas asked with a strange expression.

Such a big heart?

But that's just right.

He stepped forward and yanked hard, snapping the sturdy chain in two.

Behind the door, a set of iron steps led down to the end, where a cold white light illuminated the surroundings as if it were daytime.

Five grotesque "corpses" were bound motionless to the hospital bed by specially made silver chains...