Inside Wayne Manor, Yang Bo looked at Allen before him with a helpless smile in his eyes and spoke to the figure on the verge of disappearing:
"Goodbye... Barry Allen."
Clark's contact with Barry had completely disrupted the future timeline, and the body of the Barry Allen who had accompanied them began to change.
First, the scars on his face from stopping General Zod's invasion vanished. Then the blade lodged in his arm through phasing disappeared as well.
"Goodbye. I'm really glad my parents survived."
Yang Bo nodded gently and waved, bidding farewell to the Barry Allen he had known for a day.
Barry Allen's body grew increasingly insubstantial. Suddenly, he remembered something and hurriedly said, "Mr. Yang Bo, could you let Barry taste this too, to see if it's sweet..."
As he spoke, he took out an iron rod that had already turned insubstantial. Yang Bo froze for a moment, then reached out and grasped it. The instant he touched it, the ghostly rod became solid again.
"All right... I will."
Before Yang Bo had even finished speaking, Barry Allen vanished completely.
Kara, who had watched the entire process from the side, flew over to Yang Bo and asked softly, "Did he die?"
Yang Bo put the iron rod into his backpack and broke into a brilliant smile. "How could he? Hasn't he been right beside Barry all along?"
Making the most of the present was the right choice.
Bruce was deeply moved. Seeing a different timeline this time had given him plenty of new ideas.
He looked at Yang Bo and asked, "Earlier, you called this the False Flashpoint World. Does that mean there's a real Flashpoint World? What kind of world is it?"
"Huh? Did I say that?"
Bruce: "..."
"You said it just half an hour