Marvel’s Superman

Just as Barry Allen had hoped, the bolt of lightning fell and hit his body.

Zizi! Zizizi!

Batman lifts his cloak, blocks in front of him, and then jumps out a distance to avoid being affected by the current.

Luke stood still, and he even walked through the core of the sun once. It is estimated that this little damage would be a problem to break the defense.

Relying on the golden trident, the electric current was induced and concentrated on Barry's body.

Zizizi!

The iron chair firmly imprisoned the struggling Flash.

The glass bottle of chemical reagent burst with a bang, and all kinds of potions were poured on the body, mixed with electric current, and suddenly a raging fire broke out.

Just as Luke described it, Barry, who was tied to the chair, was like the ingredients on the teppanyaki, being fried.

"Hurry up and save people!"

Seeing that Barry was about to burn to charcoal, Batman rushed up, ready to put out the flames with his cloak.

"hold on."

Luke blocked Thomas Wayne's move, and with the golden trident in his hand, controlled the current, he could make sure that Barry Allen wasn't life-threatening.

Although it is said that the Flash is currently severely burned and entering a near-death state.

But according to Luke's prediction, the other party could last for about four or five seconds.

Superheroes are usually tough, and he thinks he can take another look at the situation.

"You're crazy! He's dying..."

boom!

Another flash of lightning fell.

It seemed like a spear pierced through Barry, and strands of fiery electric light enveloped him.

"It's done!"

Luke nodded in satisfaction, it seemed that there was no need to wait again.

"This……"

Thomas Wayne stared at the clumps of chemical liquid that defied the laws of physics and floated upwards with shocked eyes.

The lightning that struck down seemed to form a force field that enveloped Barry Allen.

"My Speed ​​Force... is back!"

The one who feels the most direct is Barry himself.

He felt like time was slowing down, everything was slowing down.

That rush of lightning-like stimulation energy surged again in the body.

Like blood, it is innate with water and milk.

"I'm The Flash."

In just an instant, Barry broke free from the restraint of the chair through high-speed vibration.

Afterwards, he quickly ran around the Wayne mansion, and found the long-lost invigorating feeling.

The sound of the wind and the air flow were all assimilated by the speed force, and the whole person was transformed into a wonderful experience of a ray of electric light.

"Doctor Wayne, as I said, I'm the fastest man in the world."

Barry ran into the bat cave, found the uniform of the reverse lightning, and used high-speed vibration to change the fibrous tissue, so that the yellow suit became the red of the Flash.

Putting on a brand new uniform, he appeared in front of Thomas Wayne, waiting for the unbelievable shock of the other side.

"Well, being too fast isn't something to brag about for a man."

All that Barry did, in the eyes of Thomas Wayne, only took less than a second to pass.

But he didn't show overly obvious emotions, instead he casually said something adulterous.

This calm look made Barry a little embarrassed, and he could only turn his eyes to Luke.

However, the latter is also very calm.

Luke snapped his fingers and said softly, "Congratulations on getting your own Speed ​​Force back, then it's time to reverse all this."

"It's just that I have a question. Barry, can your current speed open the passage through time and space?"

He asked this knowingly.

The Flash currently, certainly can't do it.

On the one hand, the existence of reverse lightning prevented him from exerting his full strength.

Every time Barry took a step, the speed force generated would be completely absorbed by him and Reverse Lightning.

Unless Reverse Lightning is willing to cooperate, it will be difficult for him to open the time-space wormhole again.

On the other hand, he just regained super speed and is in a weak state.

"It's hard."

Barry is also self-aware.

When he was running around Wayne's mansion just now, he noticed that his speed had slowed down.

"Then is there any way to get you back to your original speed?"

Luke continued to guide Barry, and he actually had several ways.

The easiest way is to kill Reverse Lightning and let The Flash absorb the full speed force.

It's just that the guy Alberd Swan is probably hiding in a corner at this time, and it's not easy to find him.

"Cosmic treadmill."

Barry seemed to remember something.

The Flash has a treadmill specially designed for speeders. If there is a situation where he must travel through time and space, he will run with all his strength and use the resonance between himself and the universe to determine where to go.

It sounds like no scientific basis, but the Speed ​​Force itself is something that rubs the laws of physics against the ground.

"Well, I've heard of this amazing... treadmill."

Luke nodded, this is the most feasible way at present.

"However, I need a helper who can perform professional data analysis and model calculations, preferably with a supercomputer."

Barry asks.

He had seen it just now. There was only a desktop computer with a network speed slower than a snail in Wayne's mansion, and there was no qualified scientific research equipment.

No matter how top-notch scientists are, it is impossible to rub materials out of thin air.

"Dr. Wayne should be able to handle it. These are problems that can be solved with money."

Luke looked at Batman, who shook his head unexpectedly.

The Wayne family, who had never lost in wealth, actually said they were powerless?

This time even Barry was surprised!

You must know that Bruce Wayne has always appeared in front of everyone with the image of a rich, big spender.

In fact, a large part of the Justice League's financial expenditures, as well as scientific research funds, come from the sponsorship of Batman.

In addition to his role as a think tank and leader, he is also the father of the gold master.

"I'm sorry, the Wayne Group is not under my control, and I haven't been a doctor for many years. I'm afraid I can't help you with supercomputers, purchasing materials or something."

Thomas Wayne said frankly without the slightest embarrassment.

"Then what do you live on?"

Barry asked suspiciously.

Being a superhero is actually a relatively expensive profession.

The purchase of various outfits, as well as the construction of secret bases, all require a certain amount of economic strength.

The Flash himself relies on grants from the lab and sponsorship from investors.

Superman has a Kryptonian legacy, a lonely fortress in the South Pole, enough to solve everything.

Batman, Green Arrow, such rich people don't need to say more.

Even Wonder Woman has the rich accumulation of Paradise Island as a support.

All in all, superheroes are not a popular profession, anyone can be on it.

"I run a casino."

Thomas Wayne coughed twice and said unnaturally.

That's right, Batman in Flashpoint World partnered with Penguin to contract one-third of Gotham's underground casino business.

Compared with the boss of the group, this is indeed not very decent and not glorious enough.

"Well, I thought Batman would always be the richest man in any world."

Barry groaned.

"Then we have to find another way."

The cosmic treadmill is not something that can be done with a small amount of money, and its cost is quite expensive.

"In this regard, someone should be able to help."

Thomas Wayne's eyes flickered, he thought of the cyborg who worked for the government, that is, one of the members of the Justice League of the main universe, Cyborg.

In the Flashpoint world, he did not get the mother box technology, but transformed himself into a half-biological, half-human existence.

"This guy is the spokesperson of the government, responsible for supervising the 'unstable factors' like me, the scientific research team and funding issues, he can handle it."

Thomas Wayne added.

Cyborg has approached him many times, trying to get Batman to join the government.

But neither Thomas nor Bruce likes to get involved in politics, and they are very resistant to the government.

"government……"

Luke thought about it, but he didn't forget that the Superman of Flashpoint World fell into the hands of the government.

The Kryptonian spacecraft that was supposed to be heading for the Kansas farm changed direction and fell directly into the center of the metropolis.

This also resulted in Superman, who was an alien from the beginning, becoming the private property of the military.

"I think it's a good plan."

Luke's mouth twitched.

Finally got a chance to meet my little cousin.