"Do we really need to prepare this much stuff?"
Barry looked at Miao Mu in surprise as he carried luggage out of the underground storage room beneath the house.
"I don't want to either. If you were fast enough to travel through time, I wouldn't even need to bring a backpack. But you aren't, so we need to be fully prepared in case something goes wrong."
Miao Mu tossed the two heavy duffel bags in his hands to Barry, who helplessly reached out and caught them.
He already had three bags on his back. Barry swore that even climbing the Himalayas wouldn't require this much preparation.
He had even seen a whole bag of instant food, assorted canned vegetables and meat produced just before Christmas, and the backpack in his hands was a paratrooper's wilderness survival pack.
There was also an extreme survival pack, the kind the military prepared for the most dire situations. Even if they fell into the Pacific Ocean, it was enough to keep them alive for a month.
Still, looking at all this stuff, Barry felt a faint trace of regret. With preparations this thorough, were they heading for the Amazon Rainforest or the African Savanna?
He had already imagined all sorts of scenarios: Miao Mu's upcoming devilish training, making him run while carrying a road roller, walk tightropes, and climb mountains of blades.
It actually sounded pretty exciting. Barry grinned goofily, perhaps thinking this was the special training required for the Justice League.
However, he was completely overthinking it. Miao Mu had already given up on training him. Come on, if the Speed Force were that easy to awaken, what would The Flash be for?
The Flash Family was enormous, and compared to the Bat-Family, The Flash was a lucky guy too.
But no one