Am I A Superman?

Ever since Clark learned that Lex was secretly studying him, he was very disgusted with people investigating him.

It's not that he is afraid of the danger of revealing his identity. After all, the only thing that can threaten Little Superman in this world is kryptonite. What he is really worried about is his relatives and friends, especially his adoptive parents.

Once his identity is exposed, it is inevitable that people with ulterior motives will hold Clark's parents hostage to threaten Clark.

"We must be more careful in our actions in the future, Li Ya, I don't want others to know my secret, which will put my family and friends in danger!" Clark said worriedly.

Indeed, in the DC universe, Superman's best friend Jimmy Olsen is often in crisis after knowing the identity of Superman, so Superman don't give him a Superman pager, as long as Jimmy Olsen is in danger, he will Press the pager and Superman will appear by his side as quickly as possible.

Li Ya doesn't really care. His only relative now is Uncle James, and he is a US imperial policeman running at the forefront of danger.

Especially the police in the American comics, it is definitely a high-risk occupation, it is not bad to face a group of gunmen, if it is a group of evil superpowers, it is basically a death sentence, thanks to a lot of righteous vigilantes I will help, otherwise this day will really not pass.

He sighed and said to Clark, "I think we need a uniform, preferably a tights!"

"No! I won't wear tights!" Clark righteously refused.

"It has to be tights, Clark, I wanted to tell you a long time ago, you must never wear this tattered denim jacket again, listen to me, let's get a tights!" Li Ya said seriously.

"Why can't I wear this dress, I saw a lot of people wearing such a coat today, no one would suspect me, it's really weird to wear tights!" Clark once again expressed that he didn't want to wear tights.

Li Ya held her forehead, and said that if you have the ability, don't wear red underwear on tights in the future.

"Clark, the point of wearing a bodysuit is that it accentuates your muscles. You're wearing a denim jacket now, and no one's paying attention to your muscles, but once you're wearing a bodysuit, you're superman, you Superman with big pecs and eight-pack abs, you know what I mean?"

"You mean to say, through clothing, that you become two different people?" Clark quickly grasped the point.

Li Ya nodded, looking like a child who could be taught: "Yes, as a person who looks thin in clothes and fleshy in stripping, you can use clothes to show two completely different styles, of course, you still lack one thing. !"

"What's missing?" Clark asked Li Ya's appetite.

"A pair of glasses!"

Li Ya snapped his fingers, took out two glasses cases from his schoolbag, and handed one to Clark.

"The lenses have no power, and the skeleton of the glasses is made of lead, because I found that our see-through eyes can't see through lead, so when you wear these glasses, you can slightly limit the super power of your eyes."

Clark took the eye box in Li Ya's hand, opened it, and found a pair of nerdy-looking eyes inside.

He put it on his eye socket, and he felt as Li Ya said that his perspective eyes were indeed slightly affected: "Then my thermal vision will also be affected?"

"The thermal vision will not be affected, please, these are just ordinary eyes, can't bear your fiery gaze!" Li Ya gave Clark a white look.

Clark put on lead glasses and looked more like a nerd, and no one would associate him with the man in a red cape with a capital S painted on his chest.

"Yes, what about the tights, you can't take out two tights from the bag, right?" Clark made a rare joke.

"That's not possible, but I drew two blueprints."

Li Ya took out two drawings from the bag, on which two sets of tights were drawn. Although his painting skills are not good, he can express the general meaning clearly. The main colors of Clark's clothes are blue and red, and there is a logo on his chest. Sexual 'S'.

His own is mainly black, and the logo on the chest is the capital letter 'A'. (Capitalization of the first letter of the Avengers English letter Avengers.)

Little Superman didn't know that he was a Kryptonian at the moment, let alone the badge of his family, so he pointed to the 'S' on the picture and asked, "What does this S mean?"

"I'm calling you Superman, capitalize!"

"Then your logo is the initials of the Avengers."

Li Ya nodded, "Yes, I will go to the Metropolis sometime. After all, it is too obvious to find a tailor in a small town, and the quality cannot be guaranteed. The most important thing is, I went to the Metropolis. One trip, only fifty minutes."

"I only need 30 minutes." Clark struck rudely.

Li Ya glanced at Clark, put away his design drawings, and said, "What about the ruins in the west, Chloe asked you to hand in the manuscript the day after tomorrow!"

"Come with me at noon, take some photos, and interview a few local people." Clark shrugged and said.

"Or you can go straight to your friend Lex, who is a developer after all."

"If possible, I don't want to see him!"

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West of town, Native American ruins.

Joseph Liuwan, the oldest aboriginal in the area and now a professor of ancient ruins, is leading a group of people outside the construction site to stop a protest march.

Dozens of people held high protest signs and demonstrated on the periphery, but there was a mechanical roar inside, and excavators kept digging the soil on the ground.

"If you still act recklessly on this land, you will all be punished!"

The elderly native Joseph Liuwan, leaning on crutches, said loudly at the door of the construction site.

Inside, a man who looked like the project leader came out. Although the old man in front of him was wearing a delicate suit, he sincerely looked down on these indigenous people.

"Chief, I don't know if we will be punished, but if we stop, we will be deducted by the boss, so if you dare to cause trouble again, I will call the police and arrest you all!"

Joseph Liuwan was taken aback by this unreasonable white man. The beard on his lips kept shaking, and he angrily tapped the ground with his crutches, saying:

"You poor unbelievers, you don't know what you are doing at all, blaspheming Naman will bring disaster to you and even the whole town!"

The white worker glanced at the workers beside him, and everyone burst into laughter.

"Chief, we have faith, we believe in God, not some of your Naman gods, hahaha..."

Yesterday, due to the influence of the typhoon, the contract was only sent to the starting point headquarters in the afternoon. The contract status may not be changed until after the weekend. I am sad. Would you like a wave of five-star reviews and recommended tickets? Three shifts tomorrow!