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Barry paused, frowning. "Something's not right? What do you mean?"

Qin Yang considered his words carefully and said in a deep voice, "For example, someone is watching you, or some strange things happen."

Especially those related to your... speed.

Barry thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "No, I haven't been busy in the lab lately. There's nothing strange going on."

Why are you suddenly asking this?

Qin Yang did not answer directly, but stared into Barry's eyes and slowly said, "It's nothing, I was just asking casually."

Be careful, especially when meeting strangers; don't trust them easily.

Barry felt a little uneasy under his gaze and chuckled dryly, "You're making me a little nervous."

What exactly happened? Is there something I don't know?

Qin Yang smiled and waved his hand, saying, "Don't overthink it, I'm just reminding you."

Central City is not like Star City; it's full of hidden talents and dangers. It's always better to be careful.

Barry nodded, still somewhat puzzled, but didn't press for details.

He glanced at the time, stood up, and said, "Alright, I'll head back now."

Thank you for driving me here today... even though it was a bit thrilling.

Qin Yang laughed and stood up: "You're welcome. Do you dare to fly again next time?"

"no!"

Barry quickly waved his hand and said with a wry smile, "I'd better just run!"

The two walked out of the coffee shop. Barry headed towards home, while Qin Yang stood there, watching his figure disappear around the street corner.

His smile gradually faded, and his gaze became deep.

The appearance of Reverse Flash kept his nerves on edge; the game had only just begun.

“Harrison Wells…Elbard Swann…”

Qin Yang muttered to himself, a cold glint flashing in his eyes, "No matter who you are, I will dig out your secrets."

As the night wind blew by, Qin Yang's figure quietly disappeared into the darkness, leaving only a blurry afterimage.

……

Meanwhile, in an underground laboratory somewhere in the central city.

In the dim light, a scarlet lightning bolt suddenly stopped, transforming into a figure dressed in a yellow battle suit.

His mask covered most of his face, revealing only a pair of cold eyes, which held a hint of anger and fear.

"Qin Yang..."

Reverse Flash muttered under his breath, a hint of gritted teeth in his voice, "Who exactly are you? How do you know so much?"

He slowly removed his mask, revealing a pale face that resembled Harrison Wells.

However, his eyes were completely different from those of the gentle scientist; they were filled with malice and calculation.

"Whatever your purpose, Barry Allen is mine."

Reverse Flash sneered, tapping his fingers lightly on the control panel. "I'd like to see just how much trouble you can cause."

On the screen, Barry is seen jogging slowly down the street, unknowingly being captured by surveillance cameras.

Reverse Flash's gaze was fixed on the screen, a meaningful smile curving his lips.

"The game... has only just begun."

Qin Yang stood on the open ground of the abandoned factory in the central city, the surrounding air still seeming to retain the sound of the wind brought by the high-speed movement of the reverse lightning.

His gaze was calm yet sharp, a faint smile playing on his lips, as if the slap that sent Reverse Lightning flying was just an insignificant little incident.

On the ground, Reverse Lightning—Dr. Elberd Swann—covered his cheek, a trickle of blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, his eyes a mixture of shock, anger, and a barely concealed fear.

He struggled to his feet, his yellow battle suit covered in dust, looking utterly disheveled.

"You...who are you?"

Reverse-Flash's voice trembled slightly; he had lost a few teeth, and his speech had a comical, slightly lisping quality. "You can't possibly be just an ordinary person! Your speed... no, your strength, is simply not something that should exist in this era!"

Qin Yang put his hands in his pockets, tilted his head lazily, and said in a flippant tone, "I told you, I come from the future."

You guessed right, Dr. Swann, or should I call you… Reverse-Flash? Tsk, pretty cringeworthy a name, fitting for your drab yellow bodysuit.”

Reverse Lightning's eyes darkened as he tried to conceal his inner turmoil.

He forced himself to stand upright, his right hand trembling slightly as he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. His voice was low and menacing: "The future? Hmph, what a load of rubbish! You think you can scare me with some made-up identity? Alberd Swann fears no one!"

"is it?"

Qin Yang raised an eyebrow and slowly took two steps forward, each step feeling like he was stepping on the heartbeat of a lightning bolt. "When I slapped you away just now, why weren't you this tough? Oh, right, it seems you've lost two teeth. Do you want me to help you find them? They should still be rolling on the ground."

Reverse-Flash's face turned pale and then red. He gritted his remaining teeth and said hatefully, "Don't be too smug, Qin Yang! Even if you have some ability, you can't stop my plan! I will make Barry Allen the Flash, and I will make him follow my script!"

Qin Yang stopped, his smile gradually fading, his eyes turning cold: "Speaking of this, I really have to remind you of two things."

First, I don't mind if you continue with your little plan, train Barry, teach him to run faster, and turn him into the Flash you want him to be, do whatever you want with him.

But if…

He paused, his voice lowering slightly, "If you dare to touch a single hair on Barry's head, or try to harm him with any scheme, I guarantee your fate will be a hundred times worse than this slap today."

"Believe it or not, I can crush your bones one by one!"

Reverse Lightning's pupils contracted sharply, and his throat bobbed, clearly intimidated by Qin Yang's tone.

He forced a calm demeanor, managing a cold laugh: "Threatening me? Hmph, you think you can control everything? The timeline isn't something you can manipulate at will!"

"Timeline?"

Qin Yang chuckled and shook his head. "Don't give me that nonsense."

I know your time travel tricks better than you do.

Don't forget, I'm from the future, Dr. Swann.

As for whether I can control everything... ha, do you think I'm discussing this with you right now?

Reverse Flash paused for a moment, his eyes flickering, clearly weighing the pros and cons.

Finally, he whispered, "Okay, I can spare Barry Allen."

But what do you want me to do? Don't tell me you just want to slap me to vent your anger.

"clever."

Qin Yang snapped his fingers, his tone becoming more relaxed, "The second thing is very simple."

Your ring is quite interesting; it can compress the suit into such a small thing.

I want you to make me five or six similar rings using the same technique.

Don't ask me what it's for, just do as I say.

Reverse Lightning frowned, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes: "A ring? You want that kind of compression technology? Hmph, that's not something you can just make anywhere! That kind of technology requires a sophisticated energy matrix and a miniature space compression device. Do you think it's some kind of roadside craft?"

"Cut the nonsense."

Qin Yang waved his hand impatiently, "You are Alberd Swann, a future top scientist who invented the speed-force connection device and also developed time-jumping technology."

This little thing is a piece of cake for you, isn't it? Or are you trying to tell me you're not actually that good?

Reverse Lightning was momentarily speechless, his expression incredibly complex. He took a deep breath and gritted his teeth, saying, "Fine, I can make it for you."

But you have to tell me, what do you need these rings for? Don't tell me you just want to put some clothes in them!

Qin Yang grinned, revealing a meaningful expression: "You don't need to worry about that."

In short, you better do it honestly and don't try to be clever.

otherwise……"

He paused, raised his hand, and gently clenched his fist, the knuckles making a crisp "crackling" sound.

He said, "You know the consequences."

Reverse Flash's lips twitched, clearly annoyed by Qin Yang's threat.

He muttered a curse under his breath, his tone reluctant: "Fine, I agree! But it will take time to make these rings, at least three days."

Moreover, I need some materials; there's some equipment in the Central City lab…”

"Stop, stop, stop."

Qin Yang waved his hand to interrupt him, "Don't talk to me about these technical details, I'm not here to listen to your explanations."

Three days, right? Okay, I'll give you three days.

Remember, don't try anything funny, or I guarantee you'll regret being born on this timeline.

Reverse Flash snorted coldly, his eyes turning sinister: "Don't worry, I, Elberd Swann, keep my word."

But don't forget, Qin Yang, I'm not someone you can mess with.

Don't push me to the brink of destruction!

“The fish is dead and the net is broken?”

Qin Yang laughed heartily, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world. "With your lisp now? Come on, Dr. Swan, save your energy. Go back and brush your teeth properly, and get ready to give an interview tonight as Harrison Wells."

I'm waiting to see you slur your words; it'll probably make the headlines.

Reverse Lightning's face instantly turned as black as the bottom of a pot. He glared fiercely at Qin Yang, then suddenly activated his speed force, transforming into a yellow lightning bolt and quickly disappearing at the end of the factory.

Only a low hum remained in the air, as if telling of his anger and resentment.

Qin Yang looked in the direction where Reverse Lightning disappeared and couldn't help but chuckle softly: "That guy, he's pretty fast."

"Tsk, just imagining him at night, with Harrison Wells' face and a lisp, is just... haha, absolutely hilarious."

He turned around and slowly walked out of the factory. The night breeze brought a touch of coolness.

The lights of the central city flickered in the distance, but Qin Yang's eyes gradually deepened.

He muttered to himself, "Reverse Lightning, you'd better behave yourself."

Otherwise, I wouldn't mind showing you just how ruthless I can be in the future.

Three days later, in Central City, at the STAR Laboratory.

The night was deep, but the laboratory lights remained bright.

Qin Yang pushed open the laboratory door with a relaxed gait, as if he were just an old friend visiting.

He looked around, his gaze finally settling on a workbench in the corner.

Reverse Lightning—who was now appearing as Harrison Wells—was looking down at a precision instrument, with several shimmering metal rings on the table.

"Hey, Dr. Swann, not bad for you."

Qin Yang's voice suddenly rang out, startling Reverse Lightning.

Reverse Lightning suddenly looked up, a hint of wariness flashing in his eyes: "Qin Yang? How did you get in? The lab's security system..."

"Security system?"

Qin Yang chuckled and waved the electronic card in his hand. "Your little bit of technology is practically worthless to me."

"Stop talking nonsense, is the ring finished yet?"

Reverse Lightning frowned, his tone tinged with reluctance: "It's done."

All five rings were made to your specifications using the most advanced compression technology.

Each ring can store a suit of armor or an object of equal volume; the energy matrix is ​​stable, and the space compression rate reaches 99.9%.

Qin Yang walked over, picked up a ring, and played with it on his fingertip.

The ring's surface is engraved with intricate patterns and emits a faint blue fluorescence, giving it a sophisticated and futuristic look.

He nodded, his tone carrying a hint of satisfaction: "Not bad, the skills are alright."

Tell me, how do you use these rings?

Reverse Flash pushed the wheelchair—he was now in the identity of Harrison Wells, pretending to be a paralyzed scientist—and explained calmly, “It’s simple.”

The ring contains a miniature trigger mechanism; you simply need to vibrate your finger at a specific frequency to release the stored object.

Conversely, when an object comes into contact with the ring, it triggers a compression process, allowing it to retract.

I've already set the specific frequency; you'll see once you try it.

Qin Yang raised an eyebrow, put the ring on his right index finger, and flicked it lightly.

Accompanied by a slight "humming"

With a sound, a black battle suit popped out of the ring, unfolded instantly, and hovered in the air.

The suit has a simple and streamlined design, and the material exudes a metallic luster, clearly indicating that it is not ordinary clothing.

"Tsk, not bad."

Qin Yang nodded, and with a casual wave of his hand, the battle suit retracted back into the ring. "Looks like you didn't try anything funny. You're smart to back down."

Reverse Lightning sneered, his tone laced with sarcasm: "I said I, Elberd Swann, never go back on my word."

"But Qin Yang, I'm curious, what do you need these rings for? Didn't you say you're from the future? Does your future self not even have this much technology?"

Qin Yang glanced at him and said lazily, "Stop with the small talk, Dr. Swan."

You'd better not know too much about my affairs, lest you lose sleep at night.

Oh, by the way, just a heads-up, you have an interview tomorrow, don't forget to bring your dentures, just in case they're squinting and embarrassing.

Reverse Flash's expression froze, clearly having been hit where it hurt.

He gritted his teeth and said, "You... Hmph, Qin Yang, don't be too arrogant! One day, I will make you pay for today!"

"cost?"

Qin Yang laughed and turned to walk towards the door. "Then you'll have to get your teeth fixed first."

Oh, by the way, I took the ring. Thanks, Dr. Swann.

I'll come back to you if I need anything in the future.

He walked out of the lab without looking back, leaving Reverse Flash alone in his wheelchair, his eyes as cold and gloomy as water.

The laboratory lights illuminated his face, outlining a complex expression—anger, resentment, and a hint of fear.

A few days later, in a TV studio in Central City.

Qin Yang sat in a corner of the audience, holding a cup of coffee, his eyes fixed on Harrison Wells—also known as Reverse Lightning—on the stage with great interest.

At this moment, Reverse-Flash, in his capacity as head of STAR Labs, was being interviewed, speaking eloquently and attempting to win over the audience with his consistently wise image. (End of Chapter)