"If you wanted to scare someone to death, just say so! Even superheroes can't do that!"
Miao Mu had just returned home when Barry, who was sprawled over the table eating, scared him so badly that he nearly dropped onto the floor.
"Sorry, I really needed to replenish my energy."
Barry pressed his hands together apologetically. Miao Mu dragged over a chair and sat down, looking at the empty cans on the table.
The expiration dates were from the sixties. They were cans of Parham meat Miao Mu had dug out of a dock warehouse earlier. The meat inside might have been antiques from World War II.
Miao Mu swept his gaze across the table. There had to be more than seventy empty cans, piled into a pyramid.
"Has your Speed Force come back?" Miao Mu turned and asked.
The Speed Force consumed an enormous amount of energy, so The Flash took eating very seriously. An ordinary person might have eaten themselves to death after consuming that much.
"More or less, but it's very weak."
Barry did not hide it. He raised a hand and moved it slightly.
The empty cans on the table were all crushed into little balls and neatly arranged on the tabletop.
"Nice! Can you go back?" Miao Mu saw a flash before his eyes, then the changed table, and clapped excitedly.
"Uh... I might still be a little short."
Barry said awkwardly, "I diverted a little Speed Force, but I can't run fast enough to enter the timeline."
"So that means you're already The Flash now?"
Miao Mu remembered. This Barry had come from ten years in the future. Now that he had the Speed Force, it meant Barry Allen had already become The Flash.
"Yes. About what happened tonight..." Barry had been happy at