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Clark was stunned by Barry's words. He opened his eyes and didn't react for a long time.

But Barry took his blankness for something else, and unconsciously pointed his fingers together, "I know I may not be able to do it, although...but it seems that there is a big gap." He breathed a sigh of relief, feeling a little frustrated Get up, "But there is no way, it's just me."

"Can you tell me why?" Clark asked softly, holding his hand reassuringly.

Barry hesitated, these things had been on his mind for too long, he didn't even dare to say anything to Hal, for fear that the daring guy would follow.

All the pressure was on him, and he couldn't sleep night after night. As soon as he closed his eyes, the scene he saw that day would appear in front of his eyes.

The burning sky, the cracked earth, the numb crowd like corpses...

And that person...

"Barry! Barry!"

When Barry came back to his senses, Clark's magnified face came into view, and he realized that he had just been distracted.

"What's wrong with you, your face is suddenly so pale."

"It's okay, where are we talking?" Barry wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Bruce handed a cup of hot cocoa to Barry, "You look terrified, maybe you'll be better off with this."

Barry took it with both hands, and the strong aroma of cocoa really calmed him down, "Thank you."

"Why would you want to...um, arrest Superman?"

Clark looked a little strange when he spoke, but Barry didn't notice.

He hesitated for a moment, his eyes wandered between Clark and Bruce for a long time, and then looked at the cocoa cup in his hand.

Just when Clark thought he would stop talking, a small voice came like a mosquito, "Because... I saw..."

"What did you see?" Bruce asked, narrowing his eyes.

His tone of voice was a little sharp now, but Barry was still immersed in the memory and couldn't extricate himself, and he didn't find this flaw.

He turned to look at Clark, with a little panic in his eyes, "Did you see it just now? I went from that upstairs..."

"Yes, you ran down at once, extremely fast." Clark comforted.

Barry didn't delve into why an ordinary person could see his running track. You know, in the eyes of ordinary people, he should have teleported down.

But now his mind is too messed up. Over the past few months, he has been trying his best not to recall what happened that day, not to think about the hopeless future. When he opened the door suddenly today, the huge pressure made him almost unable to normal thought about it.

"A few months ago, I got this ability in an experimental accident..." Barry looked at his hands and slowly began to talk.

"...that's very strange, do you know? Everything is still, and I can even see the flowing timeline leading to an unknown place." Barry said excitedly, "I'm racing against time, watching history at a critical inflection point Make choices here and there, and gradually get to where we are now.”

"I even crossed the boundary of time and reached the future..." Speaking of this, Barry's pupils dilated a little.

"That's a bad future." Bruce said with twinkling eyes.

"Related to Superman?!" Clark asked eagerly.

Barry looked at him, and nodded in a daze after a long time.

"Superman... crazy."

"He replaced the human regime, changed human laws, and used high-handed means to force all countries in the world to obey his orders uniformly. He abandoned the inefficient working methods of human beings, and let the robots in the Fortress of Solitude take over the order of human society. His laws rule all..."

"This is impossible!!!" Clark blurted out.

"They call him... the King," Barry yelled, too, looking terrified, holding his head in his hands, "I don't know... that world looks terrible, the sky is full of fire, The building is collapsing, the ground is full of cracks, and monsters are flying out of it... He was floating in the air, looking at me—with the kind of eyes that look at dead people, with red lights in his eyes—a ray rushed I came and I thought I was going to die...then I came back here...it was like a nightmare..."

"But this is not a dream, do you know? I found the weathered dust of the building on my clothes!!"

Clark was still immersed in Barry's description and couldn't come back to his senses. Bruce lowered his head in thought, frowning tightly.

"Later, I resigned and came to Metropolis. I wanted to find him and have a good talk with him."

The catharsis just now eased Barry's emotions a little, he breathed a sigh of relief, and his tone gradually calmed down, "He used to be so good and kind, I have always regarded him as an idol, and I even hope that one day I can become like him A hero, stepping up to help others like he did."

"I don't believe that all he did was fake, so I'm here."

"What if it doesn't make sense?" Bruce asked.

Barry twisted his fingers, "I said, I will arrest him."

"Are you sure?" Bruce's tone was a little picky.

Barry was blushed by the suspicion in his tone, and lowered his head in a low voice, "I know I might not be able to, but since I'm the only one who has seen it, and I have the ability, then I think I have to do something."

Bruce didn't say anything, and his evaluation of this young man was a bit higher - with such awareness, he was already a hero.

"But...how could it be?" Clark looked at Bruce blankly, his blue eyes almost glinting.

Barry's words hit him a little too much, even more than the blow to Barry himself who saw all this with his own eyes.

Bruce felt like his head was going to grow, and the precious Brucey half of his head wanted to pat his head and tell him it wasn't real, while the Batman half screamed that the future meant everything It is possible that Superman's ability is destined for him to be able to do this, and he must prepare early.

"I didn't know at first." Barry said, "But so many things have happened recently, I guess one day in the future, he may be completely disappointed in humans."