Chapter 461

Su Quan didn't get up immediately but lay there studying the Speed Force.

Not counting the Speed Force obtained through wishing, this was the second time he had obtained the Speed Force.

Once was the Flash from the Justice League universe, and once was the Flash from the Arrowverse.

The former became his own exclusive Speed Force; the latter, like the former, were both fragments of the Speed Force in terms of attributes, and both were sources of the Speed Force, so they merged!

In terms of ownership, this remained his exclusive Speed Force; in terms of effect, he ran faster.

Let's put it this way: he is to Barry Allen what Barry Allen is to an ordinary person. If he let loose and ran, Barry Allen probably wouldn't even see his lightning.

Of course, Barry Allen will run faster and faster, but—so what? With only one Speed Force fragment, he will never be able to outrun someone possessing two Speed Force fragments.

Speaking of which, for ordinary speedsters, as long as they can connect to the Speed Force, they can continuously obtain Speed Force energy. For them, speed actually has nothing to do with the Speed Force, but with themselves.

Height, weight, running posture, the strength of body cells, etc., will all affect speed.

After studying the Speed Force, Su Quan recalled several opponents Barry Allen would encounter next.

Multiplex, who can split cells into clones without autonomous thinking, controlled by the main body's mind.

At first glance, this ability is awesome, capable of becoming an army of one, but the clones he creates are all shells without thinking, which can only be controlled or given instructions by the main body's mind.

One mind controlling two bodies?

Dual-line operation isn't something everyone can play. Therefore, Multiplex can only give the clones the same simple instructions as the main body, meaning he cannot truly perform dual-line operations.

Also, once the main body is unconscious or dead, all clones will game over!

Mist, a poison gas man who can turn into toxic gas. This ability is considered strong for ordinary people and is also very lethal, but for Su Quan, it's a bit of a chicken rib.

And who was next?

Oh, Captain Cold.

He has no super powers, but he is the only opponent among Barry Allen's early opponents who was neither caught nor killed, and remained at large.

In fact, he later washed his hands and joined the Legends team.

His weapon, the cold gun, was made by Cisco Ramon and can release absolute zero cold rays. Cisco Ramon's purpose in secretly making the cold gun was the same as Batman's: to guard against teammates!

Simply put, it was specifically aimed at Barry Allen.

Calculating the time, Cisco Ramon should already have the idea of making a cold gun by now!

Speaking of which, the cold gun made by Cisco Ramon should be considered an asset of S. T. A. R. Labs; rounding it up, it can also be considered his own!

Uh, besides that, Captain Cold has some other connections with him. He has a sister, I don't remember her specific name, but I have been a warrior on her.

Yeah, that was yesterday, or rather the night before last!

Su Quan's thoughts moved slightly, his psychic ability released, and in an instant, he found the spirited girl who had left his secret villa on a motorcycle yesterday morning.

At a restaurant called Moto across from the Central City Police Department, Su Quan pushed the door and entered, seeing the brown-haired girl sitting by the window at a glance.

"Hi."

Su Quan walked over and sat down opposite her, smiling and greeting the surprised girl.

She froze for a moment, somewhat surprised: "A rich person like you would also come to this kind of trash restaurant to eat?"

Su Quan shrugged: "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, right?"

She laughed: "Didn't you already eat? I don't think someone like you would really like street junk food."

Su Quan curled his lips and said solemnly: "I won't allow you to say that about yourself."

"..."

"I'm self-deprecating, can't you tell? Forget it, it doesn't matter. We are destined to be people from two different worlds. Whether you haven't eaten enough or want to taste it, it's impossible now."

"I went with you at the bar because you were the only rich person I knew who was still a good person, so—you go, we won't have any more contact."

Her attitude was very firm. After she finished speaking, she stopped looking at him directly and picked up her cola to drink.

Serving tea to see the guest out?

Oh, is it serving cola to see the guest out?!