Chapter 337

[(Your call from Iron Heights Prison has ended)]

After ending the call with his father, Barry put on the Flash’s uniform and walked on the street in a daze...

In his mind.

It was all beautiful childhood memories...

Suddenly.

Golden patterns lit up on the uniform.

———He began to run wildly as if venting!

At an unprecedented speed!

The electric light of the Speed Force erupted from behind and under his feet, everything around was compressed to the extreme, becoming blurry, until it disappeared!

Unknowingly.

His speed exceeded the speed of light.

Breaking free from the limitations of space and time!

Regarding this.

Barry didn't notice.

Still keeping his eyes closed, running wildly.

"Yaaaah!!———!!"

Accompanied by a strenuous roar.

He finally broke through some limitation.

Entered a blue space.

His body was also like blue dye,

Stretching abstractly in an incredible form.

At this time.

Barry finally noticed something was wrong.

His eyes were full of shock.

For a moment.

He felt unbelievable about the changes in his surroundings and himself...

However.

The change was not over yet.

He suddenly broke free from something again.

His body returned to its original appearance.

The surrounding blue also disappeared instantly.

Replacing it,

Was a strange bowl-shaped space.

And what made him dumbfounded was—

This bowl-shaped space, from near to far,

Was covered with scenes of his past.

The further away the scene, the longer ago the past experience.

For example, the scene of him at Gotham General Hospital this morning.

Pushing further forward, it was the face of the annoying male clerk at the breakfast shop.

Everything was the past that had already passed away.

Barry Allen finally realized something...

He froze the past scene at the moment when "the babies fell from the Gotham General Hospital building" and tentatively stretched his face into the scene.

Then.

An unbelievable situation happened.

He traveled through time and space and clearly saw the familiar scene!

———He had actually returned to the past!

Late at night, under the dim streetlights.

"You mean, you went back to the past?"

Bruce Wayne leaned against the hood of his sports car and asked Barry, who had asked him out: "Like that time in Pozarnov?"

"That’s right, but that time it was only for about a second." Barry habitually gestured and told him: "And this time I backtracked a whole day."

"You did run fast enough, faster than the speed of light..." Bruce thought slightly and understood the key: "...by doing this, you can go back to the past."

As he spoke.

He changed the subject and said: "But doing this is really irresponsible."

"Mm..." Barry swallowed the food in his mouth and said: "Knew you’d say that."

Entering the "Bowl of Time and Space" consumed a lot of physical strength, and he had to replenish it quickly.

"Yeah..."

Bruce Wayne knew very well what Barry wanted to do and warned him: "Barry, if you go back to the past and interact with your parents or yourself in any way, even if you take a wrong step, it could lead to serious consequences you can’t even imagine."

Barry Allen raised his hand and said: "I know, the butterfly effect, right."

Bruce: "That’s right."

Barry: "I understand, but... Bruce, I can solve the problem."

"At the same time, you could also destroy everything."

"I can save her, I can save them both, and even..." Barry said, his eyes incredibly serious: "...I can even save your parents."

Bruce was silent for half a second, then shook his head, his tone aged as he said: "Barry, it is these scars that make us who we are. Don't think about fixing them...

You are fine as you are now, you don't need to fix anything.

Just listen to the advice of someone who has been there, don't live in the past.

Live in the present, don't let tragedy define you."

"What if I’m destined to be defined?"

The Flash, who had grabbed a glimmer of hope, clearly couldn't listen to Batman’s chicken soup, but didn't refute anything: "Tragedy made you a hero?"

Bruce: "It also left me all alone."

"This... isn't there me?" Seeing the sadness hidden between the other party’s brows, Barry asked awkwardly: "Want to go eat something? I’m still very hungry..."

Bruce smiled and shook his head: "Not this time, let’s talk about it next time."

After speaking, he turned and got into the car, preparing to leave.

"Okay..." Barry sat by the road pier and nodded to see him off.

As the car engine started.

It seemed that he saw Barry didn't want to give up.

Bruce left a final sentence for him before leaving:

"Listen, Barry.

I oppose your plan to try to change the past.

However...

If it were that guy who believes in supremacy of power, he might think,

There is nothing that cannot be changed.

But the premise is, having enough power.

Our little hero, you have to think.

Whether you have the ability not to mess everything up."

"What kind of power...?"

Watching the sports car drive away.

Barry thought carefully about the words Bruce left before leaving:

—Listening to Bruce’s tone, the "guy" he mentioned seemed to refer to that "Mr. Ye" again..

"Enough ability..." Barry Allen’s eyes were dazed, as if he had realized something.

He had self-knowledge and dared not guarantee: that after going back to the past and contacting his parents, it wouldn't cause any unpredictable butterfly effect.

But if he gave them a warning without his parents knowing...

He had confidence.

Doing this could save his parents without causing extra consequences.

"Dad wasn't home at the time.

Mom asked him to buy tomatoes.

That thug back then probably thought no one was home.

Until he saw Mom...

She had a knife in her hand...

So the situation got worse, and seemingly absurd things happened one after another..."

Barry muttered to himself, backtracking the scene in his mind.

The next moment.

He returned home instantly.

Opened the restored surveillance video again and checked it frame by frame seriously.

"This video should have been Dad’s alibi."

"However..."

"Oh, a can of tomatoes ruined three people’s lives..."

"If Mom hadn't forgotten to buy tomatoes, Dad wouldn't have gone out."

"Mom wouldn't have died either."

"And I wouldn't have to show up!"

Having figured this out, Barry got up from the computer, his emotions becoming excited:

"This way there won't be the interaction Bruce mentioned. I can fast-forward and fast-exit, return to the present, as if I had never gone back..."

"—That’s it!"