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Chapter 148 New Class Unlocked! Gwen is Dying!
The Flash looked up and met Superman's calm gaze, and suddenly realized that Clark might have known about Ian's abnormal state all along, otherwise Clark would never have been so calm.
“I will keep this a secret.” Barry Allen and Superman looked into each other’s eyes, and after a few seconds of silence, he suddenly spoke up as if it were a ghost.
The other party didn't mention it at all.
But he still said it nervously, and he himself didn't know why he suddenly said it. Perhaps it was because Superman's eyes looked too intimidating.
"Better so."
Superman nodded, his tone still calm. He turned to look at his youngest son, the lights of the underground base casting dappled shadows on Ian's perfectly still body—Ian was also in that strange state of being here, yet not here, somewhat similar to the abnormality Batman was currently experiencing.
"It can't be just a coincidence."
Thinking of what the Flash had just said, Clark couldn't help but ponder for a moment. Just then, after trying to touch Ian again, only to find himself touching thin air once more.
The Flash couldn't help but ask.
"Has he always been like this? Ever since he was born and drinking milk?" It wasn't that he wanted to pry into Ian's secrets, but Barry Allen had always been very curious.
They have quite the imagination.
He couldn't imagine that if Ian, who was still a baby, wanted to drink milk at 12 o'clock, wouldn't he just turn into a phantom halfway through drinking the milk and fall to the ground from Louise's hands?
"..."
Superman clearly sensed the Flash's thoughts. He didn't want to spy on other people's minds, but this new ability was currently passive, and he hadn't yet found a way to effectively control it.
Superman either has to turn off his super hearing or turn it on with this extra effect. Since he's not in Metropolis, Superman is indeed hesitant to turn off his super hearing.
“He wasn’t like this since he was a child. I only discovered it by chance, and I don’t know when he developed this ability.” Clark’s gaze never left Ian on the ground.
"accidental?"
Barry hesitated, his expression subtly shifting. He clearly suspected that Superman might also be a voyeur at home, using his super vision and hearing to monitor his three children.
This really touches on the issue of protecting children's privacy.
In this regard.
What else could Superman do? He knew he needed to salvage his reputation.
"If one day you saw your academically gifted but somewhat eccentric child secretly cutting their wrists in their room or the bathroom, I think you would also pay more attention to the child, just like I do." Clark had indeed started paying attention to Ian after he began experimenting with his abilities and performing self-healing in the bathroom.
On weekdays.
He actually respected his eldest and youngest sons' privacy very much. As for Jordan, Clark tried his best to respect it, but the commotion Jordan caused every night was just too much.
God knows how many times his marital life with Lois was abruptly interrupted by the sound of Jordan's movements. The complex emotions Superman felt about this were something the Flash couldn't truly empathize with.
"I'm not even married yet, let alone have kids..." The Flash also longs to enter the grave of marriage, but he has been a complete bachelor for over thirty years.
Besides never daring to confess his feelings to his childhood sweetheart, Barry Allen also had some unspeakable secrets. To put it simply, he didn't know the reason for the outcome.
The day lightning struck him.
It not only made him the Flash on land, but also made him the fastest man to "run" in his own bedroom, as the Speed Force always tends to gather where it shouldn't.
Barry Allen dared not tell anyone about this unspeakable secret.
"Believe in yourself, you'll eventually reach this stage in your life too," Superman responded softly, his gaze towards the Flash carrying a strange, unspoken meaning.
The Flash didn't realize what was happening.
"The premise is that I can live to that stage."
He was also worried that his life could end at any moment. If Batman and Bruce Wayne failed in their fight against the outer universe, Flash felt that he was almost certain to be killed by it.
"You said that the life form residing in your body had shown you kindness." Superman recalled the Flash's previous description and suddenly asked.
The Flash nodded.
"Yes, but I think that kind of goodwill is very likely some kind of disguise."
He stretched out his arm, which was no longer scarred.
of course.
Although the mark has disappeared.
But he didn't believe the "curse" of dying in seven days had disappeared. Even though the boy said he didn't want to corrupt himself, who would believe the words of someone of unknown origin?
Having been tricked by well-intentioned strangers at least a dozen times, The Flash was hesitant to believe it.
"Not necessarily." Superman's attitude leaned more towards the fact that the truth still needed to be verified, and the image of the figure sitting on the throne that he had seen inside Bruce's body floated into his mind.
The other person's open heart was so pure that it contained not a trace of impurity.
The Flash glanced at Superman and sighed heavily. "I hope you're right—after all, I've had so many bad years, I should finally meet a good person."
"However, even if that boy wasn't lying to me, according to him, even if he didn't actively violate me, his world would eventually crush me."
Barry Allen sorted out his thoughts. It seemed that he was doomed to die anyway, it was just a matter of whether he died sooner or later, unless he could truly solve the problem within himself, which was to help that boy and that boy's universe find his home, which no one else knew was hidden in some godforsaken place.
“If Bruce succeeds, he can definitely help you solve the problem.” Superman looked at Bruce, who was still locked in a fierce standoff and whose body was covered with more and more strange scars.
Those eerie scars are like many things hidden in the universe within Bruce's body, trying to escape, but for some reason, they can't really attach themselves to anything other than Bruce.
What exactly is Bruce experimenting with?
The Flash was unaware of what Superman had just learned, so he asked him. After organizing his thoughts, Superman told him what he had seen and heard.
"Bruce is using one form of pollution to fight another? No wonder he looked so serious before, he was going crazy again!" The Flash felt he probably wouldn't dare to make such a risky attempt.
He also looked at Batman on the hospital bed—Bruce's eyeballs, which were not being held down, had bulged out several centimeters, making him look like an abnormal face that only appears in horror movies.
“I can’t even withstand one kind of pollution, let alone two… Perhaps there are other ways. Let’s save Bruce first. Do you think Diana might have some way to preserve Bruce’s soul, and then we can throw Bruce’s body into the incinerator and burn the universe inside him together?”
This may be the moment when Batman's true villain begins to show his true colors.
"??????"
Superman couldn't help but glance at the serious-looking Flash several times.
"Let me try my approach first." As a radical in dealing with Gotham's freaks, he felt that the Flash, being a conservative, was being a bit too radical.
Have you thought of a solution?
The Flash temporarily abandoned his wild ideas.
“We can use the method Bruce used.” As soon as he finished speaking, Superman vanished instantly. When he reappeared less than a second later, he was wearing a half-finished suit of armor.
The metal surface is etched with dense, non-ancient runes. Those runes look like little emojis, still writhing, as if little figures are dancing on this suit of armor.
"Has this plan already been implemented?" The Flash recognized it as the [Ultimate Armor] that Batman had developed a few years ago, which was said to be able to withstand the riots of the entire Justice League.
“It’s only a work in progress, but I hope the runes on it are really magical runes.” Superman walked straight to the warehouse and casually dismantled the keypad door that the Flash had been trying to crack for weeks without success.
The saying "a brick flies when it's strong" illustrates this principle.
With enough strength, one could tear down the entire wall, including the combination lock. When Clark emerged again, he was carrying a test tube labeled "Highly Toxic Substance."
It contained some kind of red liquid that had not yet solidified.
"Fighting pollution with pollution?"
The Flash stared at the tube of substance.
"Is the sample you have another source of contamination?"
He thought even Superman could go crazy.
Superman didn't give a direct answer, but calmly walked back to the bedside. He placed his hand on Bruce's chest again, and his empathy once more carried his consciousness across the boundary between reality and illusion.
at the same time.
Still stuck in reality, the Flash moves back and forth between Batman in his hospital bed and Superman deep in thought, knowing he can't be of much help at this moment.
"The recent major events are getting more and more bizarre and outlandish." The Flash sighed, feeling that the speedster was a bit out of touch with the times. He sat down in a chair and waited quietly.
"The rich really know how to enjoy life."
Finding the chair too comfortable, The Flash checked the price of the same chair online and was once again impressed by its six-figure price tag, realizing that money really can be incredibly powerful.
Not only can it enhance combat power, it can also better protect the lumbar spine—sitting in a chair thinking about such boring things clearly shows how idle the Flash is right now.
He didn't dare leave easily to go back to his city to find his friends. Time ticked by, with only the ventilation system of the underground base humming softly.
Just as the Flash was getting ready to find something to do, like cleaning up the underground base.
suddenly.
"Superman's child is not in a good state."
The familiar boy's voice echoed in his mind once again.
The Flash was taken aback at first.
Then, a response was given in a somewhat taken-for-granted manner.
“The Justice League knows that Superman’s three sons are all in bad shape. His father said he’s always been like this, so he shouldn’t need you to save him.” The Flash frowned, wondering what tricks the Dream Boy, who had suddenly appeared at this moment, was up to. He was taking precautions against the Dream Boy’s possible alarmist talk.
The voice in my head sighed.
“He doesn’t need me to save him, but the world he’s invading might need your help.” Following up on what the Flash had said, the Dream Boy brought up something that the Flash hadn’t expected.
"What do you mean?"
The Flash paused for a moment.
It wasn't just because he didn't understand what the dream boy meant, but also because he found that he couldn't find a broom in the base, only a dozen or so robotic vacuum cleaners.
“Although I can’t sense his specific situation, I’m pretty sure he’s invading some universe right now.” As the Dream Boy spoke, the Flash noticed that the scars had reappeared on his arm.
It's clear that the other side has begun to re-examine this world.
"Huh? Speak clearly, don't be a riddle-maker like Bruce." The Flash was shocked. Compared to the abnormality of his arm, he was obviously more concerned about the Dream Boy's information-rich statement.
“I think I’ve made myself clear. You’ve already experienced it before, haven’t you—fighting pollution with pollution. Batman had already tried it before experimenting on himself.” The boy’s voice was unusually serious, reflecting his understanding that Batman never took risks easily.
"!!!!!!??????" The Flash's pupils dilated violently, his shock overflowing, his eyes bulging almost like Batman's. He suddenly remembered the test tube in Superman's hand, those mysterious "purifying fluids," and even Wonder Woman's Lasso of Truth.
“I knew it!” Barry blurted out. “Ian isn’t Superman and Lois’s child at all! He must be the product of Superman sleeping with some alien universe itself!”
"No wonder Clark was so secretive, it seems I've finally found the truth!" The Flash has always been the most imaginative superhero in the Justice League.