The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.
Chapter 1714 S Apocalypse Event (8)
All of a sudden, Barry felt like he was being washed away by the water in the washbasin to the foam in the downpipe, and was quickly pulled out of the current world by a force, and then he found himself floating in a universe made of golden light. He heard a voice shout in his ear.
"Run! Barry! Run!!!"
He unconsciously followed the sound. In this empty space, there were no physical restrictions. He ran faster and faster, and the more he ran, the more hearty he felt. It was as if all the depression and grievances he had felt during this period were absorbed by him. Left behind.
Keep running, Barry reminded himself like this, if this is a dream, he has to get over all the troubles quickly, so that when he wakes up, at least he won't be startled into a cold sweat by the nightmare.
"Do you think this is a dream?" said a voice.
"Who are you? Where am I now?" Barry instinctively slowed down, as if he wanted to wait for that figure to appear.
When the voice reappeared, he said, "Don't slow down, keep speeding up, and then you can see me."
Barry had no choice but to continue running wildly, faster, faster, faster...
The golden light became more and more intense until it changed from thin pale gold to rich golden yellow. When Barry turned his head, he saw a phantom running side by side with him.
As his speed became faster and faster, the phantom gradually condensed into substance, and finally they stopped in the endless light, but they did not leave this world, but quietly floated in the warm light among.
Standing across from Barry was another version of himself.
He is very young, looks like a college student, wearing a sweater with cartoon patterns printed on it, the kind that Barry usually likes, with a little bit of baby fat on his face, rosy complexion, bright eyes, looking very healthy.
"I am you in the future. We have met before." College student Flash said: "I think you should still remember that the last time we met was at Gotham School of Magic."
"Yes, you made me choose Rodriguez College."
"It's just for you to come here." The other party said without hesitation: "I don't like to talk about fate and other things, but almost every Barry Allen will get the speed force, and we will eventually become The Flash."
Barry understood everything. In order for his current self to obtain the Speed Force, Barry suggested that he join Rodriguez Academy so that he could meet the two troublemakers, Bruce and Harley. After going through a series of hardships, came here.
"I don't understand." Barry frowned and said, "How can this be? I mean, how can I go back to the past and arrange my memories when I have all the memories in the future? This is ridiculous."
"No, it's not absurd at all." The young Flash shook his head and said, "It's just that you still have a choice to make now."
"what?"
Barry looked into the young Flash's eyes, and he saw a complex emotion from there. He opened his mouth to ask, but the young Flash's thoughts had drifted back to a few days ago.
In the office of Dean Rodriguez of Gotham Academy of Magic, Schiller yawned sleepily after explaining his entire big plan, and Constantine also stood up, stretched and said, "No matter how good the movie is, We can’t watch endlessly, I think we should go back and rest for a while, the exciting things are yet to come.”
"I agree." Pamela also stood up, nodded and said, "Next time, I have to prepare more. I can take care of the snacks. Who will buy the wine?"
"I'm preparing drinks." Bruce put the pillows on the sofa and said, "If it's a family party-style movie viewing, then I have to invite you to Wayne Manor. I also want to call a few friends over."
"God, don't you want to be called Jack again?" Constantine said helplessly, "Then we got drunk and started playing cards, and he took my Xiao Wang away from his hand and refused to admit it... ok Well, well, if you must call him, remember to call Gordon, only the sheriff's handcuffs can stop him."
"I don't care." Zatanna shrugged and said, "I'm still interested in your crocodile friend."
As the few people walked out, Bruce said, "He can't come. In order to build the facilities for the music festival, the construction sites are rushing to work. He works three jobs a day until midnight, so he has no time to watch movies."
"Hal and Oliver probably don't have time either. They are busy harvesting spring wheat in Mexico, but Diana and Clark may come. They are quite interested in themselves in another universe."
The few of them chatted for a few more words, and then parted at the door of the dean's office. During this period, they had been immersed in the construction of the Gotham Academy of Magic. They had not done many things in the surface world, so after the meeting, they basically returned to the surface. The world handles miscellaneous real-world matters.
Schiller was reinstated at Gotham University. This was a condition for him to invite non-magic college professors such as Anna and Victor to come to the magic college to help. After he left, the freshman reception desk stopped accepting new students at all. Roy was a foreign student. I made countless calls to Anna’s office to complain, and Anna almost went crazy.
Greedy was the one who originally returned to the office. He thought it would be interesting to work here for Pride for a few days. Then as soon as his butt stuck to the stool, he heard a "kakaka" sound coming from his ear. .
Turning his head, a paper shredder with a big sawtooth mouth was floating in the air, one person and one machine staring at each other.
Then Greedy knew why Mediocrity was bitten by a shredder and howled in the abyss for three days. The shredder given to him by the arrogant student was fucking alive and could bite six hundred bites in three seconds.
When Arrogance returned, he found himself standing on the decorative line at the top of the corner wall of the office, about three meters above the ground. Gray Fog immediately said: "I didn't bring him up here, I didn't know you still have such a motor cells."
Arrogance stepped on the decorative line and lowered his head. When he saw the shredder looking at him with a big mouth open, he immediately understood where the greedy motor cells came from.
Turned into a cloud of gray mist and floated back to his seat, arrogantly squeezed a ball of paper and threw it to the shredder. After a slight crushing sound, the paper ball disappeared, and the paper shredder quietly floated back to its original position and lay down , smacked his lips, and there was no more movement.
Seeing the papers piled high on the table, Schiller shook his head slightly and said, "If there is no accident, it may be full of academic garbage in the next week until it vomits."
While Schiller was grading papers and digging for gold, there was a knock on his office door.
On the other hand, the fact that Schiller now has an independent office does not mean that his academic status has been improved. It is mainly because other professors do not have such good motor skills as him.
Schiller raised his head, turned to look at the door and said, "Please come in."
In comes Barry Allen, the younger version.
Schiller slightly raised his eyelids, showing a look of interest, but anyway, no matter what it is, it is more interesting than academic garbage when criticizing papers. Schiller put down his pen and looked at the young Flash who walked in, and said : "Long time no see, what have you achieved recently?"
"Uh, interstellar psychology... wait, I'm not here for an academic report, I have something to consult, professor."
"Is it related to psychological theory, or is it related to your own psychological state?"
The Flash froze for a moment, and asked instinctively, "Is there any difference?"
Schiller stood up, led Flash to an armchair by the office window, sat Flash on one side and himself on the other, crossed one leg over the other and said .
"First of all, let me state that I am a psychologist and a professor of psychology, not a practicing psychologist. Although I am licensed, the last time I had a psychological consultation was a long time ago. I am not sure. Is my professional level rusty?"
"You should understand the gap between theoretical psychology and applied psychology. If you really have a very urgent need for psychotherapy, I can ask my other psychologist personality who is practicing medicine to come out and treat you."
The Flash opened his mouth, and Schiller said ahead of time: "Don't feel troublesome, the experience accumulated over the years is very important, and cannot be replaced by theoretical level, and he is also willing to do so."
"No, I mean can I get your opinion first and then ask him?"
Originally, this even slightly offensive suggestion from Barry should have made Schiller frown, but as soon as Schiller saw the face of the Flash, he thought of the paper he brought to him when he traveled through time last time. The level of this paper It can compete with the graduation thesis submitted by Evans, and it can even be ranked among the top three papers that Schiller has received since he came to Gotham to teach.
Schiller had unimaginable patience with such a student. He didn't feel that the request was too much at all, so he nodded and said, "Let's talk about your specific problem first."
"I'm Barry Allen, but just one of them."
"What do you mean?"
"The little Barry in the current timeline will be affected by an event in another universe and awaken the Speed Force about three days later. He is facing a choice, and I am Barry in the timeline of one of the results of the choice. Allen."
"What choice?" Schiller asked again.
The Flash pursed his lips, as if he was struggling or nervous, then he suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Schiller, and the next second Schiller saw endless black tides in his eyes.
Schiller raised his eyebrows and said nothing.
"He can choose to take away the original power of darkness buried deep in Gotham. This power will be merged with his Speed Force, making him the only Black Lightning in all universes...that is, me."
After the words fell, the surroundings of the Flash's body began to flash with a golden light like lightning, but in a second, the thunder from the depths of the universe finally returned to the universe, becoming dark and mysterious.
Flash's originally soft hair fluttered without wind, his eyes were filled with thick darkness, and his voice seemed to come from deep space.
"This is an extremely powerful force, the most original darkness plus the most original speed. When I run, the dark multiverse is like dust passing by my eyes..."
"Then why did you come here?"
In an instant, the dark power and the speed force disappeared, and the Flash turned back into the simple college student, but the worry on his face did not diminish at all. He sighed deeply and said.
"Because it's unstable and I'm going to lose control."
"Run! Barry! Run!!!"
He unconsciously followed the sound. In this empty space, there were no physical restrictions. He ran faster and faster, and the more he ran, the more hearty he felt. It was as if all the depression and grievances he had felt during this period were absorbed by him. Left behind.
Keep running, Barry reminded himself like this, if this is a dream, he has to get over all the troubles quickly, so that when he wakes up, at least he won't be startled into a cold sweat by the nightmare.
"Do you think this is a dream?" said a voice.
"Who are you? Where am I now?" Barry instinctively slowed down, as if he wanted to wait for that figure to appear.
When the voice reappeared, he said, "Don't slow down, keep speeding up, and then you can see me."
Barry had no choice but to continue running wildly, faster, faster, faster...
The golden light became more and more intense until it changed from thin pale gold to rich golden yellow. When Barry turned his head, he saw a phantom running side by side with him.
As his speed became faster and faster, the phantom gradually condensed into substance, and finally they stopped in the endless light, but they did not leave this world, but quietly floated in the warm light among.
Standing across from Barry was another version of himself.
He is very young, looks like a college student, wearing a sweater with cartoon patterns printed on it, the kind that Barry usually likes, with a little bit of baby fat on his face, rosy complexion, bright eyes, looking very healthy.
"I am you in the future. We have met before." College student Flash said: "I think you should still remember that the last time we met was at Gotham School of Magic."
"Yes, you made me choose Rodriguez College."
"It's just for you to come here." The other party said without hesitation: "I don't like to talk about fate and other things, but almost every Barry Allen will get the speed force, and we will eventually become The Flash."
Barry understood everything. In order for his current self to obtain the Speed Force, Barry suggested that he join Rodriguez Academy so that he could meet the two troublemakers, Bruce and Harley. After going through a series of hardships, came here.
"I don't understand." Barry frowned and said, "How can this be? I mean, how can I go back to the past and arrange my memories when I have all the memories in the future? This is ridiculous."
"No, it's not absurd at all." The young Flash shook his head and said, "It's just that you still have a choice to make now."
"what?"
Barry looked into the young Flash's eyes, and he saw a complex emotion from there. He opened his mouth to ask, but the young Flash's thoughts had drifted back to a few days ago.
In the office of Dean Rodriguez of Gotham Academy of Magic, Schiller yawned sleepily after explaining his entire big plan, and Constantine also stood up, stretched and said, "No matter how good the movie is, We can’t watch endlessly, I think we should go back and rest for a while, the exciting things are yet to come.”
"I agree." Pamela also stood up, nodded and said, "Next time, I have to prepare more. I can take care of the snacks. Who will buy the wine?"
"I'm preparing drinks." Bruce put the pillows on the sofa and said, "If it's a family party-style movie viewing, then I have to invite you to Wayne Manor. I also want to call a few friends over."
"God, don't you want to be called Jack again?" Constantine said helplessly, "Then we got drunk and started playing cards, and he took my Xiao Wang away from his hand and refused to admit it... ok Well, well, if you must call him, remember to call Gordon, only the sheriff's handcuffs can stop him."
"I don't care." Zatanna shrugged and said, "I'm still interested in your crocodile friend."
As the few people walked out, Bruce said, "He can't come. In order to build the facilities for the music festival, the construction sites are rushing to work. He works three jobs a day until midnight, so he has no time to watch movies."
"Hal and Oliver probably don't have time either. They are busy harvesting spring wheat in Mexico, but Diana and Clark may come. They are quite interested in themselves in another universe."
The few of them chatted for a few more words, and then parted at the door of the dean's office. During this period, they had been immersed in the construction of the Gotham Academy of Magic. They had not done many things in the surface world, so after the meeting, they basically returned to the surface. The world handles miscellaneous real-world matters.
Schiller was reinstated at Gotham University. This was a condition for him to invite non-magic college professors such as Anna and Victor to come to the magic college to help. After he left, the freshman reception desk stopped accepting new students at all. Roy was a foreign student. I made countless calls to Anna’s office to complain, and Anna almost went crazy.
Greedy was the one who originally returned to the office. He thought it would be interesting to work here for Pride for a few days. Then as soon as his butt stuck to the stool, he heard a "kakaka" sound coming from his ear. .
Turning his head, a paper shredder with a big sawtooth mouth was floating in the air, one person and one machine staring at each other.
Then Greedy knew why Mediocrity was bitten by a shredder and howled in the abyss for three days. The shredder given to him by the arrogant student was fucking alive and could bite six hundred bites in three seconds.
When Arrogance returned, he found himself standing on the decorative line at the top of the corner wall of the office, about three meters above the ground. Gray Fog immediately said: "I didn't bring him up here, I didn't know you still have such a motor cells."
Arrogance stepped on the decorative line and lowered his head. When he saw the shredder looking at him with a big mouth open, he immediately understood where the greedy motor cells came from.
Turned into a cloud of gray mist and floated back to his seat, arrogantly squeezed a ball of paper and threw it to the shredder. After a slight crushing sound, the paper ball disappeared, and the paper shredder quietly floated back to its original position and lay down , smacked his lips, and there was no more movement.
Seeing the papers piled high on the table, Schiller shook his head slightly and said, "If there is no accident, it may be full of academic garbage in the next week until it vomits."
While Schiller was grading papers and digging for gold, there was a knock on his office door.
On the other hand, the fact that Schiller now has an independent office does not mean that his academic status has been improved. It is mainly because other professors do not have such good motor skills as him.
Schiller raised his head, turned to look at the door and said, "Please come in."
In comes Barry Allen, the younger version.
Schiller slightly raised his eyelids, showing a look of interest, but anyway, no matter what it is, it is more interesting than academic garbage when criticizing papers. Schiller put down his pen and looked at the young Flash who walked in, and said : "Long time no see, what have you achieved recently?"
"Uh, interstellar psychology... wait, I'm not here for an academic report, I have something to consult, professor."
"Is it related to psychological theory, or is it related to your own psychological state?"
The Flash froze for a moment, and asked instinctively, "Is there any difference?"
Schiller stood up, led Flash to an armchair by the office window, sat Flash on one side and himself on the other, crossed one leg over the other and said .
"First of all, let me state that I am a psychologist and a professor of psychology, not a practicing psychologist. Although I am licensed, the last time I had a psychological consultation was a long time ago. I am not sure. Is my professional level rusty?"
"You should understand the gap between theoretical psychology and applied psychology. If you really have a very urgent need for psychotherapy, I can ask my other psychologist personality who is practicing medicine to come out and treat you."
The Flash opened his mouth, and Schiller said ahead of time: "Don't feel troublesome, the experience accumulated over the years is very important, and cannot be replaced by theoretical level, and he is also willing to do so."
"No, I mean can I get your opinion first and then ask him?"
Originally, this even slightly offensive suggestion from Barry should have made Schiller frown, but as soon as Schiller saw the face of the Flash, he thought of the paper he brought to him when he traveled through time last time. The level of this paper It can compete with the graduation thesis submitted by Evans, and it can even be ranked among the top three papers that Schiller has received since he came to Gotham to teach.
Schiller had unimaginable patience with such a student. He didn't feel that the request was too much at all, so he nodded and said, "Let's talk about your specific problem first."
"I'm Barry Allen, but just one of them."
"What do you mean?"
"The little Barry in the current timeline will be affected by an event in another universe and awaken the Speed Force about three days later. He is facing a choice, and I am Barry in the timeline of one of the results of the choice. Allen."
"What choice?" Schiller asked again.
The Flash pursed his lips, as if he was struggling or nervous, then he suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Schiller, and the next second Schiller saw endless black tides in his eyes.
Schiller raised his eyebrows and said nothing.
"He can choose to take away the original power of darkness buried deep in Gotham. This power will be merged with his Speed Force, making him the only Black Lightning in all universes...that is, me."
After the words fell, the surroundings of the Flash's body began to flash with a golden light like lightning, but in a second, the thunder from the depths of the universe finally returned to the universe, becoming dark and mysterious.
Flash's originally soft hair fluttered without wind, his eyes were filled with thick darkness, and his voice seemed to come from deep space.
"This is an extremely powerful force, the most original darkness plus the most original speed. When I run, the dark multiverse is like dust passing by my eyes..."
"Then why did you come here?"
In an instant, the dark power and the speed force disappeared, and the Flash turned back into the simple college student, but the worry on his face did not diminish at all. He sighed deeply and said.
"Because it's unstable and I'm going to lose control."
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