"Good. Now that's an attitude toward solving the problem." Deathstroke straightened up with a cigarette in his mouth, flicking ash to the side as he looked approvingly at the mummy's face. "This must be what the Speed Force wants too, right? I know it's watching."
"Yes," the mummy wrote on the paper.
"Fine, then let's go to the Starting Line first. I'll have a talk with her." Deathstroke had dealt with the wormhole in front of him. It was just some washed-up villain, so a halfhearted fix was enough.
He turned and walked back toward the place where they had entered the Speed Force Plane. It was both the beginning and the end, because the plane itself was a circle.
Under normal circumstances, people could not travel against the flow of the Speed Force. But since the Speed Force itself did not object now, there was naturally no problem.
Black Flash did not have much say in the matter. Whatever Deathstroke said went. Besides, he could not enter the four special nodes within the plane. At most, he could follow Deathstroke around and serve as a guide.
A few minutes later, the man and the corpse returned to the starting point. Black Flash pointed at a nonexistent line, and Su Ming nodded.
The next second, he activated Quantum Concepts and vanished from the spot.
With a blur before his eyes, he arrived in a special space. It looked like part of the Speed Force Plane as well, except it was much smaller.
If the Speed Force Plane outside was like a school's four-hundred-meter circular track, then this place was like a tiny slot-car track set up in a small room.
Everything looked much like the Speed Force Plane, including the fact that the Speed Force could be sensed here, but