Summary: The male protagonist is always wrong

A creature as huge as a city block leaped out of the sea, and then it crashed down, causing a natural disaster - a tsunami swept in and headed straight for the metropolis.

The sea breeze blew up Superman's cape, and little Jonathan faced the huge waves, and was rarely panicked.

Sparks died before him, and now a scourge roared towards him.

It is almost impossible to fight a natural disaster alone.

Yin Li looked at the tsunami that was right in front of him. The huge waves were already higher than his head, and the fishy smell of sea water filled his nose.

Listening to Little Jonathan and Aquaman discussing countermeasures, Yin Li finally took action, "I'll do it."

Aquaman was puzzled, and Superman's dissuading hand failed to stop him.

Yin Li rose from the ground, the splashing water soaked the hem of his suit, golden light enveloped his body, and then a stream of energy spread out from him.

Thick green vines grew rapidly, intertwined, and entwined, forming a high wall that blocked out the sky.

The green barrier stretching for hundreds of feet forms the last line of defense, just like a mother's strong arms.

On the metropolitan coastline, the remaining crowd looked up at this miracle, stunned, shocked, terrified, and panicked...

Countless faces were frozen here. They could only look up blankly, leaving this scene deeply imprinted in their hearts.

The huge waves surged towards the high wall, like an ant trying to shake a tree, and finally had to retreat obediently.

The rescued people hugged each other and cheered.

Amid the cheers, the peach blossoms on the top of the vines fluttered in the air, and the waves danced with the petals.

The vines slowly retreated and sank to the bottom of the sea, bringing green to this dead land. Perhaps in a few years, they will revive again.

With the cheers of the crowd nearby, a petal fell on little Jonathan's red cloak, and because of his flying, it fell on the sea and drifted away slowly with the water.

He stopped beside Yin Li, and looked at her with blue eyes full of relief. "You actually could do this, and you didn't even tell me."

Yin Li caught the falling petals and turned her head to look at the young Superman. "I said, 'If you have anything to ask, just ask.'"

"Hey." Little Jonathan was obviously not satisfied with his answer, "That's very cunning."

"Obviously Superman is not omniscient... and omnipotent." Yin Li looked at the bottom of the sea and paused deliberately.

Little Jonathan looked in the direction he was looking, then flew into the sea and salvaged the only victim of the incident - Sparks.

He held Spark's body sadly.

The Camorra Legion, however, didn't care about the electric sparks.

Looking at the wet young Superman, Yin Li flew closer to him and comforted him, "I know this sounds frivolous, but it's not your fault."

Belatedly, Aquaman Arthur Curry took over Leviathan.

The ocean is vast, and Neptune will find a place for her to live.

Aquaman left with Aquaman.

Little Jonathan placed Spark's body on the shore. He deserved a proper burial. "What's his name?"

One of the Camorra Legion answered him, "His name? Spark."

"That's enough, Superman, stop pretending." The woman from the Gamora Legion was still aggressive. "You could have helped us, but you stood in our way. You could have taken down that creature in an instant before it became a threat."

"None of this had to happen. You could have stopped it." The woman's sarcastic words slandered Superman.

Yin Li knew that their superhero career was full of controversy, and that criticism and abuse were inevitable.

But now someone accused Superman in front of him, and those damn harsh and sarcastic words without any constructive suggestions easily tore through the steel body and reached his soft heart.

People in the world love to create gods, but they love even more to pull God down from the altar and nail Jesus to the cross.

They know Superman's weaknesses too well and know how to hurt him!

Yin Li was furious. How could he tolerate the abuse from the world?

"What qualifications do you, the Camorra Corps, have to use moral coercion against him?" Yin Li took a step forward, his voice filled with suppressed anger, revealing an uncontrollable reserve. "Do you think Superman is a god? He can't foresee every possible threat, nor can he intervene before an incident occurs. Don't you, the Camorra Corps, have any responsibility? What have you done? Besides irritating it?"

"You think he should use his power at will to take down those threats? Then what's the difference between him and the villains who abuse their power? Superman is not your tool. What you want is a machine to maintain your rule, not a hero. Just like you." Yin Li pointed directly at the woman's eyebrows, and his gaze seemed to see through the woman to President Camorra standing behind her.

Yin Li's tone gradually calmed down. He looked around and looked at the people in the metropolis with disappointment.

None of the people who gathered around were willing to speak up for Superman.

They are the silent lambs.

"You always put the blame on Superman, but what about yourselves? Why should Superman bear all this? Don't you have a responsibility to protect this world? Isn't this your home?"

Yin Li glanced at those numb faces.

"Superman contributes to the world every day, saving countless lives, yet he is condemned as imperfect by the very people he protects. Have you ever thought about what the world would be like without him?"

"What a bunch of cowards."

Chapter 178 Clark Kent 34

The anger beneath Yin Li's calm exterior was so real that little Jonathan let go of the already cold corpse in his hands and pulled him away from the coastline.

The flying posture was a little awkward, Yin Li shook off his hand and said lightly, "No need, I can fly by myself."

"You shouldn't have done that. It would have put you in the spotlight." Little Jonathan landed on top of a building. "But I'm still happy. Thank you for speaking up for me."

Yin Li was so angry, as if she treated little Jonathan's affairs as her own.

Joy almost overflowed from little Jonathan's blue eyes.

"You're welcome." Yin Li used his spiritual power to wipe away the water marks on his coat, took it off and put it in his arm, then sat down casually at the edge of the building.

After the Leviathan incident, he suddenly missed Clark even more.

The setting sun casts a soft glow on this modern city, and the bright moon hangs high in the western sky. The metropolis under the combined light of the sun and the moon looks particularly charming.

This is the home Clark wants to protect.

Yin Li looked up at the young man who had inherited Superman's mantle and asked, "Why didn't you refute her just now?"

Do you lack the courage to contradict her? Do you believe deep down that you haven't done enough? Do you feel you don't deserve to be Superman?

Yin Li didn't ask any of these questions. He knew too well the self-esteem and confusion of young people.

"Forget it, don't answer me." In fact, Yin Li already knew the answer.

Even if Clark were there, he wouldn't contradict her.

He will only torture himself and ask himself to do better next time.

Little Jonathan sat down next to Yin Li and said in a low voice, "Do you think my father will find a way to save him?"

"But it was you who was there. You did enough." Yin Li looked at the metropolis in the twilight, a look of nostalgia in his eyes. "Clark Kent also went through a difficult teenage period like you, suffering from inner torment and regretting for those he failed to save..."

"It's not that you haven't done enough. On the contrary, you've done too much." Yin Li looked at little Jonathan, a look of confusion on his young face. "Do you think you don't deserve the title of Superman?"

"That's Superman. It's hard for me to be like my dad." The street lights that gradually lit up on the street could not dispel little Jonathan's confusion.

Yin Li smiled. It was normal to be confused, and the feeling of unworthiness often lingered in their hearts.

"Impostor syndrome is a common psychological tendency. Even Einstein believed he was just lucky and didn't deserve the world's praise. But that didn't stop him from becoming a great scientist. The same goes for you. You've never been an imposter. You're already amazing, little Jonathan."

Little Jonathan was comforted by his words.

A little bit of affirmation was enough to make his confusion dissipate, and he knew he was doing the right thing.

His blue eyes finally regained their former brilliance.

Yin Li continued seriously, "You need to learn to let go of the outcome of events. You must stand firm and fully believe in yourself, no matter the outcome. You need to face those who accuse you and your own confusion. You must stand tall in the face of adversity and attacks, and you must believe that you can survive the long struggle."

Hearing Yin Li's elegant explanation of the standard solution, little Jonathan couldn't help but laugh, "Is this some kind of methodology?"

"Yeah, psychological counseling must be helpful."

"It's working." Little Jonathan felt better and his tense nerves relaxed.

"I know it's hard to do this." Yin Li's eyes reflected the neon lights of the street, and his black eyes seemed to be able to embrace all colors. "Your friends and superhero partners will accompany you."

Little Jonathan looked at him, his blue eyes meeting his own, "What about you?"

Yin Li took in the night scene of the metropolis and blurted out, "Of course I'm returning to my own life."

Return to your own world and repeat the daily routine.

Between school, dating Clark, occasionally helping out with major projects, and traveling when he could, Yin Li was incredibly busy. All of his time was occupied. It had always been this way, and it was still this way. It was occupied by life.

Hearing such an answer, little Jonathan felt a little disappointed. He looked around the metropolis and finally stopped at Yin Li.

He asked hesitantly, "Are you familiar with my father?"

But little Jonathan had never seen Yin Li before.

Yin Li was completely shrouded in mystery, and the sense of mystery he exuded made little Jonathan unable to help but break social boundaries and want to find out the truth.

"No, I don't know your father well. I've only met him a few times."

"But you seem to be very familiar with him? And," Little Jonathan pointed at Yin Li's chest, "that kryptonite pendant."

Yin Li pulled the pendant out of his collar.

The pendant was an intricate design, with polished green kryptonite set in a small silver alchemical container.

He looked at the pendant and couldn't help but think of Clark enduring the pain and patiently polishing the kryptonite.

He smiled and avoided answering little Jonathan's question, "You'll know later."

"Oh, are you kidding me? Like those adults? Since I'll know later, why don't you tell me now?"

"You're asking too many questions." Faced with his barrage of questions, Yin Li couldn't help but laugh. He pointed at little Jonathan with a provocative look, "Besides, I'm an adult. I've always been an adult. I'm not like you."

"Come on, you're only two years older than me." Little Jonathan leaned forward, unable to resist retorting, "And my question..."

"Oh, sorry to bother you." But a sudden voice interrupted little Jonathan, "Joe, you look good?"

Little Jonathan's heart dropped back into his chest. The question he couldn't ask made him feel a little discouraged. He turned to look at the person who came, "Jay."

The boy named Jay has pink hair, wears a pair of black round-frame glasses, an orange hoodie and jeans.

Seeing the iconic pink hair, Yin Li also understood his identity.

He is a character who debuted in the issue "Superman: Son of Kal-El".

Jay Nakamura is a journalist, anchor, hacktivist, and psychic, leader of the Truth Squad and boyfriend of the new Superman, Jonathan Kent Jr.