Preparations for the Rescue-It Was Bruce!

Emperor Tower.

Underground Research Institute.

In the fourteenth underground level, this level is filled with clones of flesh and is the research level for testing. The main research is conducted by humans on the genetic programs of Doomsday Cell and multi-celled organisms.

The place is brightly lit, spacious, and expansive, with biology PhDs and researchers in white lab coats coming and going. It boasts the world's most advanced biological research equipment and gathers the world's most outstanding biomedical experts, where unique human wisdom shines every moment.

The white, sound-absorbing clay floor sank gently into Ba Di's feet without making a sound or disturbing any of the researchers' work.

Only a few researchers who happen to see Ba Di will nod and bow slightly in respect.

After passing through the white, quiet, and silent passageway, Ba Di walked to the innermost part and entered Doomsday's manufacturing research and incubation chamber.

The towering, sealed glass jars stand upright like those in a movie, and the cold mist spreading across the ground makes the place look even more cinematic and sci-fi.

"Increase the nutrient supplement..."

"Solar Energy Injection..."

"Antibody Proliferation..."

"Muscle Strength Tear..."

"The protein can't keep up..."

"Freeze it!"

Luther's eyes remained calm as he spoke.

Immediately, his nearby assistants followed his instructions and turned on the low-temperature air conditioning to freeze the lump of flesh inside the glass jar.

With an assistant, they began collecting and recording data to analyze where problems arose.

Everything was proceeding smoothly in the experiment, but there were no results yet, making it another failed experiment.

Ba Di was not surprised by this.

This area is composed of human biological scientists. Ten levels below, there is a dedicated group of Hera and Artificial Intelligence. They utilize the collective wisdom of the human scientists here, combined with Artificial Intelligence and Ba Di's understanding of Krypton cells, to conduct research, but they still haven't achieved any good results.

Doomsday isn't so easy to research; perhaps we really will have to wait for the arrival of Zod.

Ba Di looked at the lump of flesh and thought to himself.

Luther and the researchers saw Ba Di's face, bowed in greeting, and after Ba Di gave a slight nod, continued their work.

"Is it finished?"

"In the days following his capture of The Flash, he began planning to use The Flash to save the past," Ba Di asked.

This is not simply a matter of needing to save Jenny.

It is also necessary to avoid affecting one's current mood and to prevent one's current self from seeing one's future self, thereby causing changes.

Ba Di never underestimates the power of time.

"Completed. The embryo is absorbing nuclear energy and growing, and is expected to grow to a height of thirteen meters. It will be bulky, with barbs on its bones and layers of keratin. The image will be adjusted to 95% completion."

Luther nodded in response and led Ba Di Ba Di the largest glass jar in the area, a large glass jar that was over twenty meters high and fifteen meters in diameter.

Inside the sealed glass jar, a huge and ugly embryo floats in the green nutrient solution, sleeping peacefully with its little legs tucked in.

Ba Di's figure froze in front of the embryo, his gaze softening and revealing a look of reminiscence.

The flickering firelight and the ugly figure standing tall in the darkness reappeared before his eyes once more.

Anyone who loves you deserves to be cherished, and deserves to travel through time to change any regrettable endings!

It took him a long time to recover.

The Ninth Floor the Underground Research Institute, from the first to the Ninth Floor, is all mechanical. The entire nine-level continuous structure emits a slight smell of machine oil. Countless studies on individual weapons, nanotechnology, and other technologies are conducted here. These nine levels are connected to the Large Hadron Collider on the surface, as well as to the underground ocean of the Atlantic Ocean, and the location of the Kryptonian Spaceship.

However, the Kryptonian Spaceship has now completely changed its appearance, becoming a giant amphibious aircraft carrier that can even fly into space and become an aircraft carrier that can carry hundreds of thousands of people.

On the Ninth Floor, Mike glanced briefly at all the high-tech equipment. Following orders, the researchers guarding the area began installing a mechanical prosthetic leg on Barry. This prosthetic leg had the ability to absorb and store the Speed Force and to limit its Speed Force modulation and usage.

Mike was ordered to stay here and keep watch to prevent any accidents from happening.

Seeing Barry being manipulated by the researchers like a puppet, his leg nerves being controlled, filled Mike with rage. His face tightened, his fingers stiffened until his knuckles turned white, and he wanted to clench his fists and beat them to death to rescue Barry.

But he couldn't; the defenses here were far too tight. If he weren't in his current state, he wouldn't have been able to get in at all.

Just as the workers installing the prosthetic limbs were breathing a sigh of relief after successfully installing one, yellow arcs of electricity flashed across the Flash's arm, accompanied by a crackling sound.

Mike suddenly stepped forward and placed his hand on The Flash's arm.

"Hey! This isn't appropriate. Combat personnel are only responsible for security; they can't be involved in research. What are you doing?" The commander in charge of the research stopped Mike.

"I was sent by His Majesty to prevent the Flash from going berserk."

"His Majesty has ordered that The Flash be kept under strict control and that no one be allowed to lose him. If he were to rebel, no one would be able to escape His Majesty's wrath."

"The Flash's powers are almost back; even ten times the dose of anesthetic can't control him."

Mike coldly shouted at the commander, who paused for a moment, then saw the arcs of electricity appearing on the Flash's body. He quickly ordered his men to bring in a stronger dose of anesthetic to anesthetize the Flash.

Just as Mike said, the Flash's body was crackling with electricity, and he had regained consciousness, but he was unable to escape from there.

Mike pressed his hand against Barry's, his thumb forming a secret signal between them, thus forming a sentence.

"Barry, what's going on?"

Barry, who had just woken from his coma, stiffened. This code was one that Bruce had made them memorize by rote. It was several times more complex than Morse code. The sequence of words they memorized could directly enable them to learn some of the world's most difficult languages, such as Chinese, Arabic, and German. It had caused them a lot of suffering at first, but the benefits were also significant. A nod or a gesture was enough for them to understand.

But only Hal, himself, Bruce, and Victor knew this; no one else could know.

In an instant, Barry knew that this Mike... was Bruce! From where Bruce was hiding, Barry's fingers lightly touched Mike's clothes, signaling him to speak.

"Ba Miu Luo Di wants my help to go back in time!"

Mike's eyes narrowed, and his fingers tightened on Barry's arm.

At this point, researchers arrived with even stronger anesthesia and injected it into Barry.

Just before Barry lost consciousness again, Mike managed to utter a few words.

Barry nodded slightly and then fell unconscious again.