Speed Force Bomb

Inside STAR Labs, there were physical samples and detailed physical data concerning Barry Allen.

Even these samples had been left behind voluntarily by Barry Allen, who at this time remained completely unaware of the treasures inside his own body and felt unconditional trust toward everyone inside STAR Labs.

After acquiring Barry Allen's blood sample, Dr. Zhang went and took the physical tissue of Danton Black (that guy whose superpower was making duplicates).

Just as Dr. Zhang returned to his exclusive laboratory, Wells appeared at the doorway in a wheelchair.

If I were you, I wouldn't try to clone Barry Allen, Wells offered a calm expression and a reminder.

What, can clones not master the Speed Force? Dr. Zhang glossed over it casually, his hand movements showing no intention of stopping whatsoever.

Although STAR Labs had experienced a particle accelerator explosion once, most of the experimental equipment was well-preserved and could guarantee any experimental needs.

No, it will just make the Speed Force unhappy, Wells shook his head, and although he offered persuasion, he seemed to have no intention of stopping Dr. Zhang's actions.

Trust me, you won't like a furious Speed Force, Wells gave Dr. Zhang a solemn reminder.

Oh, it looks like you've taken a hit, that feeling must not have felt good! Dr. Zhang collected two different kinds of cells separately, and then began culturing them.

The culturing of cells naturally required a great deal of time, but when mastering time travel, Dr. Zhang had discovered many interesting uses for the Speed Force.

A large amount of white lightning burst forth in his hand, and it was directly injected by Dr. Zhang into the two cell culture dishes.

It looked like an injection, but in reality, Dr. Zhang used the Speed Force to accelerate time within a certain range.

Seeing this scene, Wells was so excited that he almost stood up from his wheelchair, but quickly regained his sanity, except that the fanaticism in his eyes was almost about to devour Dr. Zhang.

Hmm... the Speed Force seems to really like me, I just don't know why, but I've never been able to enter the Speed Force itself, do you know why?

Dr. Zhang was busily rushing about, his right hand maintaining the action of releasing the Speed Force while his left hand turned into countless afterimages, continuously adjusting and adding something.

Wells looked at Dr. Zhang with a complex expression and shook his head.

As Reverse-Flash, he had seen too many speedsters, but not a single speedster could control the Speed Force in such meticulous detail as Dr. Zhang.

Even the Speed Force itself!

Really, the Speed Force had once had a time when it incarnated as a human, but even in that state, she simply couldn't achieve such effortless control over the Speed Force.

Soon, Dr. Zhang's experiment was finished, and two small black orbs appeared in Dr. Zhang's hands.

This is your idea? Storing the Speed Force? Wells found it somewhat difficult to understand Dr. Zhang's thinking.

A thing like the Speed Force would not disappear as long as the speedster could still run, and no speedster had ever conceived the idea of storing the Speed Force; most of them just plundered it.

Plundering the Speed Force of other speedsters.

Stored Speed Force wouldn't even last as long as Velocity 9, and would quickly be exhausted.

No, not storing it, but culturing it; it seems you haven't discovered that the Speed Force can also change.

As he spoke, Dr. Zhang extended his right hand. A hint of yellow lightning appeared, then turned red, purple, blue, and finally transformed into white and vanished.

Seeing this scene, Wells asked with some curiosity: How long have you been away?

Not long, just three or four years! Dr. Zhang put away the two small black orbs in his hands and spoke without the slightest concealment.

Time was meaningless to speedsters. Although speedsters would likewise age and die, time still held no meaning for speedsters.

I'm looking forward to the day we two cooperate more and more now, Wells gave Dr. Zhang a deep look, pushed his wheelchair, and turned to leave.

Gazing at Wells's departing back, white lightning flickered around Dr. Zhang's entire body, and then all of this Speed Force surged into the two black orbs Dr. Zhang had manufactured.

These black orbs looked like metallic material, but in reality, they were cultivated from cells; if one had to describe them, they were probably just similar to a bone structure.

Their purpose was indeed to store the Speed Force, capable of absorbing it when needed to avoid traveling to places without the Speed Force, but once they detonated...

One had to know that this was named the Speed Force Bomb by Dr. Zhang.

Imagine an area where time was divided into multiple portions, with the flow rate of time in each portion being completely different—reset, reversed, accelerated, stagnated, vibrating...

When these effects acted upon a human body, even Superman or certain deities wouldn't be able to endure it.

Only, what on earth was that fellow Reverse-Flash waiting for? Could it be that Barry Allen's growth wasn't sufficient yet?

Forget it, there was temporarily no need to consider these things, as he happened to need some time to cultivate the Speed Force Bomb—this gadget wasn't something that could be used just the moment it was made.

Barry, didn't I tell you? Your speed is so fast, do you still need to engage in hand-to-hand combat with enemies? You just run over and cuff the enemy, wouldn't that be it? Dr. Zhang said somewhat helplessly to the Flash lying on the bed.

At this moment, Barry already had fractures plus a concussion. Clearly possessing such fast speed, he had engaged in close combat with Iron Man like an idiot.

Sorry, Dr. Zhang. He was too strong, I didn't have time.

Barry felt somewhat helpless; how was he supposed to know that the opponent was Iron Man? With one punch thrown at such a fast speed, he fractured bones directly.

The thing to be thankful for is that your healing speed is very fast, and these injuries will heal quickly, but your fighting style really needs some training, Caitlin checked Barry Allen's body and added a bit more glucose.

Sigh, forget it. With your style, you'd better rely more on the Speed Force inside your body, Dr. Zhang shook his head and spoke.

If an ordinary person possessed such fast speed, they should at least use speed to toy with the enemy like Quicksilver.

Yet with Barry, speed directly became a display piece. He just rushed blindly in, and rushing blindly was one thing, but he was always careless and got ambushed.

S-Speed Force? What is that? Barry was somewhat dazed; at this present stage, he only knew that his speed was very fast, and as for lightning and so on, he didn't yet have an accurate understanding.

Oh, this? Your speed actually originates from lightning, and I call this lightning the Speed Force. The Speed Force inside your body doesn't just make you faster, it can also...

Train more in the future, according to my calculations...

According to my projections, as long as you complete my plan, then there won't be any enemies...

Actually, it's not that difficult either. No matter how hard it sounds, it's actually very simple.

As Dr. Zhang narrated, Barry Allen's complexion gradually turned somewhat pale—not because of the pain on his body, but from being terrified!!!