Chapter 1237: The Farm of Justice (Part 36)

Lex, Schiller, and Barry returned to the hall of Rodriguez Manor. Merkel led Luo Yin and Gordon inside. Luo Yin walked up and shook hands firmly with Schiller, saying: "It seems the experiment went quite smoothly. The citizens were a bit scared."

Schiller said nothing, just turned and glanced at Lex. Lex walked up and shook hands with Luo Yin, saying: "Currently, our energy reserves are insufficient to support sunny days 24 hours a day."

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. There is no city in this world that is sunny every day." Gordon hurried up and said. He asked somewhat anxiously: "Then how many times a month will there be sunshine like today?"

"It depends on what kind of effect you want. If you want no dark clouds all day, then there can be about 3~5 days. It can also be one hour every day, or it can be maintained for a few more hours when the sunshine is best according to the regional weather."

"It's already very good." Gordon held Lex's hand excitedly: "Having a young talent like you is truly humanity's luck."

Lex shook his head calmly and said: "You'd better thank Bruce. The Ark Reactor was made by him, and the concept was also proposed by him. It's just that I happened to have time."

"Then what about Bruce? Where is he?" Gordon asked somewhat puzzled.

"He has a greater cause. This world is not just Cat Getan." Schiller answered.

Gordon and Luo Yin dragged Lex away to study the weather for the next few months to see when it would be more cost-effective to disperse the dark clouds. After they left, Barry sat on the sofa with a plop.

Merkel gasped, because the bodysuit Barry was wearing was covered in water droplets condensed from water mist. The water slid along the seams of the sofa, seeping into the interior of the sofa, and Schiller, standing on the side, saw all this.

Just as Merkel was praying for this young kid in his heart, Schiller acted as if he hadn't seen it, walked to Barry's side, and tapped his shoulder with the tip of his umbrella.

"What's wrong, Professor?" Barry looked at him somewhat exhaustedly and said: "If you want to go somewhere, you might have to wait a while. I have to catch my breath first. I ran too fast just now."

One could tell from the exhausted look on Barry's face that he wasn't lying. To disperse the rule-based dark clouds of Cat Getan, it wasn't something a tiny bit of Speed Force could do. Or rather, the quantity wasn't important; what was important was the explosive power in that instant. This was also testing Barry's explosive power.

Usually, Barry wouldn't push to the limit when using the Speed Force, even when testing speed on the Cosmic Treadmill. He had to admit that this kind of explosive acceleration was indeed very tiring.

"I know you are tired, but don't be tired yet." Schiller looked at Barry and said: "Don't you have something you want to ask me for help with? Now, take me to the experimental building of Cat Getan University."

A few seconds later, Schiller appeared at the entrance of the Cat Getan University experimental building. He said to Barry: "Wait for me at the door. I'll be back soon."

After saying this, Schiller went upstairs alone, and found Victor, who was still looking into the distance, by the window in the corridor. As soon as Victor saw Schiller, he greeted him very happily and said: "You're back? Did you see the scene just now? This damn city finally has a sunny day."

Schiller hugged Victor, then said: "Yes, I saw it. Bruce can finally be considered to have some academic achievements worth showing off, unfortunately, it's in the field of physics."

Victor laughed in a low voice. Schiller reached out and patted his arm, then took a small box out of his trench coat pocket.

After opening the box, inside was a surging silver liquid. Victor felt somewhat puzzled. Schiller explained: "This is a nano-neural controller, which can influence the spinal nerves through remote control, and should also be able to influence other nerves."

"The key to your wife's neurodegenerative disease is that the degeneration of nerves makes her unable to control her body. Even if the trend of degeneration can be curbed, she was already somewhat unable to move before she was frozen by you."

"Rather than trying to find a way to make the degenerated nerves grow back, it's better to change a way to control one's own actions. This thing can be controlled through brain waves, used to manipulate nerves that cannot move autonomously, thereby replacing nerves to control limb movement."

Victor widened his eyes and looked at Schiller. Schiller pursed his lips and said: "I don't know much about medical experiments, but I heard you say that the cycle of a round of human experiments is at least one month. Now the experiment has been completed..."

"Wait!" Victor interrupted Schiller's words and asked in shock: "Who did you experiment on?"

"Don't worry about it, anyway, the effect is very good." Schiller stuffed the box into Victor's hand, then looked into his eyes and said: "So, now I need you to do me a favor. Captain Cold should still be studying with you, right? I hope he and the Rogues can help me find someone in Central City, called Barry Allen. He should still be a kid."

Victor stared straight into Schiller's eyes and said: "... You experimented on yourself."

After saying this, this middle-aged professor who looked gentle and elegant took two steps back. Just as Schiller wanted to step forward, Victor stopped his action with one hand and said: "Stand there and don't move."

Victor took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and said: "Clark is right, you are a fucking lunatic!"

He looked down at the small box in his hand, then looked up at Schiller's eyes. Schiller stared at Victor intently. His eyes were often this focused.

But now, Victor knew that this was one of the manifestations of autism—excessive attention, excessive calmness. When this kind of gaze with a trace of childishness appeared in an adult's eyes, it was more like neurosis.

Victor's hand holding the box was shaking somewhat. Now he understood that he used to feel Schiller's condition was still okay, just because this kind of madness hadn't fallen on him.

He would feel that Schiller struggling in the water was not dangerous and didn't need a lifebuoy, just because that sea was not his professional field.

Schiller wanted to lift his foot to move forward again. Victor took out the cold gun from his waist with lightning speed. With a "whoosh," an ice cone was fired, directly freezing Schiller into an ice block.

"You'd better not think about scattering into a cloud of fog, otherwise I will post the first draft of Bruce's psychology thesis left with me on the notice board downstairs."

Schiller in the ice block blinked his eyes, his expression as if saying "What are you suddenly going crazy for?"

Victor stuffed the box into his pocket, then pushed Schiller's ice block into the laboratory, picked up the phone in the laboratory, dialed, and said to the other end: "Hello? Wayne Hospital? Here is a patient who needs a comprehensive physical examination..."

With a "whoosh," the ice block suddenly became empty. A cloud of gray fog drifted out along the window. Victor shouted at the window: "Schiller, you're done for! I'm going to post the thesis now!"

"It doesn't matter, anyway I have already expelled him!"

Barry looked at Schiller, who was slowly condensing into a human form, somewhat confused. Schiller patted his arm and said: "Go to Central City."

Half an hour later, Schiller and Barry stood at the street corner of an alley in Central City. A Rogue member wearing a jacket pointed to a house on the left and said: "That is the residence of the Allen family. They moved here recently because the public security here is not bad."

Barry had already realized what Schiller was going to do. He anxiously wanted to rush upstairs, but Schiller held him back and said: "Think about how to gain the trust of your parents first. Not everyone can accept the so-called talk of coming from the future."

Barry stood on the spot, feeling his thoughts were a bit chaotic. Schiller tapped the ground lightly with the tip of his umbrella and said: "In a while, you go in first. Your task is to make them believe you are their son, and tell them that continuing to stay here might be dangerous. Leave the rest to me."

Schiller patted Barry on the back. Barry took a deep breath, gathered his courage, and walked to the front door. Schiller stood on the street, looking at his back, and remembered the stories related to the Flash and the Flashpoint world.

The Flash's mother was unfortunately murdered in his childhood, and his father was also imprisoned due to a miscarriage of justice.

After growing up, he gained the power to travel through time using the Cosmic Treadmill and the Speed Force.

Thus, Barry wanted to travel back to the past to save his mother. Barry's mother was murdered by Professor Zoom. He wanted to go back to the past to stop Professor Zoom, but no matter how he tried, he didn't succeed.

The universe Schiller is in is not the universe Barry was originally in. The timeline is earlier than the universe this Barry is in. At this time, Professor Zoom hasn't found the Allen family yet.

In other words, as long as measures are taken in advance, it is possible to ensure their safety, and it can also avoid a series of tragedies for Barry later in order to save his mother.

Soon, Barry successfully entered the house. About ten minutes later, Schiller walked to the door. Barry, who had already taken off his mask and was full of tear stains, opened the door for Schiller.

A white couple and a young boy were standing in the living room. Their expressions were somewhat confused, but more of them were worried.

Schiller didn't worry that Barry couldn't gain their trust. Parents who love their children can distinguish their children very well. More importantly, Barry wasn't so old that they couldn't recognize each other. He was still just a young man, and his features hadn't changed much.

"Sorry, you two. I believe your son has already explained the situation to you. Continuing to stay here might be dangerous, so you might have to go live somewhere else for a period of time."

"The problem is where we should go, and where is safe?" Mrs. Allen asked.

Schiller walked into the living room unhurriedly and looked at the photos hanging on the wall.

"Don't be so nervous. Judging from the photos, you should be considered a fishing enthusiast, right?" Schiller looked at Mr. Allen, Barry's father, and said.

Mr. Allen nodded somewhat nervously. Schiller continued: "Then you should have heard of the Leisure Fishing Festival in Coast City, right? You can go to Coast City for a vacation for a month and compete with anglers from all over the world. It won't be too late to come back after your son solves the trouble."

"But what danger does he have to face?" Mrs. Allen was very worried. She was sure that the Barry in front of her was her son. There is no mother in this world willing to let her child take risks.

"Don't worry, Madam. He did me a favor, so naturally I will also help him. You being able to ensure your own safety is the greatest help to him."

Barry walked up again and persuaded his parents for a long time. As a result, in the end, it was little Barry who was very interested in the Leisure Fishing Festival in Schiller's mouth, and the Allen couple reluctantly agreed to go to Coast City for a vacation.

Barry brought everyone to Coast City. Schiller brought the Allen family of three to the downstairs of the apartment he had rented long ago, opened the door with the key he had prepared, and took them to visit their new home in the future.

The Allen couple was packing their luggage in the room. Schiller walked out. Barry at the door frowned and looked at Schiller: "This is it? But, hiding is not a solution. The Professor Zoom of this universe must also be very fast. It's only a matter of time before he finds us."

Suddenly, Barry seemed to think of something and said: "Wait a minute. Will the me of this universe also want to travel through time to come back, wanting to stop Professor Zoom? Then they will accidentally kill my mom during the fight?"

"No, I have to go back. I have to tell the me when I was little, absolutely don't do this! Absolutely don't travel back in the future!"

After Barry finished speaking, he wanted to go in again, but Schiller stopped him. Barry said very anxiously: "They fight here and accidentally kill, it will definitely have very serious consequences!"

Schiller looked up at the ceiling and said: "It will indeed have very serious consequences... Someone is going to lose hair again."

Before his words even fell, a yellow light flew over from the horizon. For Professor Zoom, who can jump through time, nothing is a coincidence, but premeditated.

Professor Zoom had just stopped when another red lightning bolt also flew over from the horizon. Another Flash's roar came: "Asshole! Stop!"

Schiller crossed his arms, intending to wait for Lucifer, who had been woken up, to come over and stop this farce.

As a result, he saw the Flash who had just landed directly take out a blue gun from his waist, and with a "bang," an ice cone hit Professor Zoom, who had landed first, directly freezing him into an ice block.

The Flash shook the ice gun in his hand, looked at Professor Zoom in the ice block, and said: "Jason was right, this thing is still better to use."

After saying this, he started to look around. As a result, when he looked up, he saw Schiller and another himself standing at the door.

The Flash gasped, and hurriedly put away the ice gun in a flurry.

"You..."

Schiller just spat out one syllable when the Flash immediately stretched out a hand, pointed to the sky, and said sonorously:

"Professor, I swear, the first draft will definitely be handed in tomorrow!" ===== CHAPTER 1238 =====