Ever since Clark learned that Lex was secretly studying him, he had a great aversion to being investigated by others.

It's not that he's afraid that his identity will be in danger if he leaks it, after all, the only thing in this world that can threaten Superman is Kryptonite, and what he is really worried about is his relatives and friends, especially his adoptive parents.

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

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

Indeed, in the DC Universe, Superman's nemesis Jimmy Olsen often gets into crisis after knowing Superman's identity, so Superman Bert gives him a Superman pager, as long as Jimmy Olsen is in danger, press the pager, then Superman will appear next to him as quickly as possible.

Li Ya doesn't care, his only relative now is Uncle James, and he is a US imperialist policeman who runs at the forefront of danger.

Especially in the police in American comics, it is definitely a high-risk profession, and it is okay to face a group of gun-wielding gangsters, in case it is a group of evil superpowers, it is basically sent to death, thanks to the help of many righteous vigilantes, otherwise this day is really impossible.

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

"Nope! I don't even wear tights to death! Clark righteously refused.

"It has to be a straitjacket, Clark, I wanted to tell you for a long time, you must not wear this tattered denim jacket again, listen to me, let's get a pair of tights!" Li Ya said solemnly.

"Why can't you wear this outfit, I saw a lot of people wearing such coats today, no one will suspect that it's me, it's really strange to wear tights!" Clark again stated that he did not want to wear tights.

Li Ya supported his forehead, and he had the ability to do it, don't wear red underwear on top of your tights in the future.

"Clark, the point of wearing a tightsuit is that it accentuates your muscles, you're wearing a denim jacket right now, and no one is going to focus on your muscles, but once you put on a tights, you're Superman, you're Superman with big chest muscles and eight-pack abs, you know what I mean?"

"You're trying to say that by dressing, you can make yourself two different people?" Clark quickly got to the point.

Li Ya nodded, looking teachable: "That's right, as a person who looks thin and undressed, you can use clothes to show two completely different styles, of course, you still lack one thing!" ”

"What's missing?" Clark asked, whetted by Lea's appetite.

"A pair of glasses!"

Lea snapped his fingers, took out two glasses cases from his school bag, took out one and handed it to Clark.

"The lenses have no prescription, and the skeleton of the glasses is made of lead, because I found that our clairvoyant eyes can't see through lead, so you can slightly limit your superpower with your eyes by wearing these glasses."

Clark took the eye box from Lea's hand and opened it to see that there was a pair of nerdy-looking eyes inside.

He put it on his eye socket, and felt that his clairvoyance was really slightly affected as Li Ya said: "Then will my thermal vision also be affected?" ”

"Hot eyesight won't be affected, please, it's just an ordinary pair of eyes, can't withstand your fiery gaze, okay!" Lea gave Clark a blank look.

Clark wore lead glasses, and he looked more like a nerd, and no one would associate him with a man in a straitjacket wearing a red cape with a capital S drawn on his chest.

"Yes, what about the tights, you won't be able to pull two tights out of your bag, will you?" Clark made a rare joke.

"I can't do that, but I drew two blueprints."

Lea took out two drawings from his bag, on which were drawn two sets of tights, although his painting was not good, but the general meaning could be clearly expressed, the main color of Clark's clothes was blue and red, and there was a signature 'S' on the chest.

His own is black, and the logo on his chest is a capital 'A'. (The Avengers are capitalized.) ）

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

"It's all called Superman, with a capital letter!"

"Then your logo is the Avenger's initials."

Li Ya nodded, "That's right, I'll find a time to go to the metropolis, after all, it's too obvious to find a tailor in the town, and the quality is not guaranteed, the most important thing is that I will go to the metropolis for a trip, it only takes fifty minutes." ”

"All I need is thirty minutes." Clark struck unceremoniously.

Li Ya glanced at Clark, put away his design drawing, and said, "What about the ruins in the west, Chloe asks you to submit 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, after all, they're developers."

"I don't want to see him if I could!"

…………

West of town, Native American site.

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

Dozens of people held up protest signs and demonstrated on the periphery, but inside there was a roar of machinery and excavators digging through the dirt on the ground.

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

Joseph Liuwan, an elderly indigenous man, spoke loudly at the gate of the construction site on crutches.

Inside, a man who looked like the head of the project walked out, and despite the old man in front of him wearing a delicate suit, he looked down on the natives.

"Chief, I don't know if we will be punished, but if we stop, we will definitely be deducted from our wages by the boss, so if you dare to lead people to make trouble, I will call the police and arrest you all!"

Joseph Liuwan was so angry by this unreasonable white man that the beard on his lips trembled, and he angrily struck the ground with his cane, saying:

"You poor people without faith, you have no idea what you are doing, and blaspheming Naman will bring disaster to you, and to the whole town!"

The white worker glanced at his co-workers, and the crowd burst into laughter.

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