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Chapter 419 The Butterfly Effect
So what were the results of my test?

Faced with Stein's eager question, Ma Zhaodi raised an eyebrow.

"The surgery was a success, and you've become a girl now."

"What?!
“Don’t talk nonsense.” Caitlin, who was behind him, shoved Ma Zhaodi aside. “The result is a bit complicated, but it’s not too bad overall.”

"is it?"

Dr. Wells, who was standing nearby, took the report from Caitlin's hand: "Body temperature of 39 degrees Celsius? I only knew that Ronnie was prone to fever, but I didn't expect him to get this hot."

"He himself didn't feel anything about it, so for Ronnie, this body temperature is probably similar to Barry's metabolic rate, which is considered a normal indicator."

"Let me see. A jumble of memories?"

"This wasn't measured; it was Professor Stein himself who said that he and Ronnie shared each other's memories. Although their physical organs didn't appear to have any mutations or missing parts, they were indeed quite thoroughly bound together by the Firestorm Matrix."

"Completely? I think it's hard to say."

Wells casually tossed the report aside and instead tapped on the analysis data on the computer: "The biological instinct for survival allows the firestorm to manifest in Ronnie's body and Professor Stein's mind, but in reality, Ronnie's body atoms are currently refusing to combine with Professor Stein's body atoms."

"This is not our body's immune system, antiviral, antibacterial or other defense mechanisms at work, nor is it a high fever caused by inflammatory factors regulating body temperature; it is something completely different, a fever at another atomic level—a fever that can lead to a chain reaction."

"What do you mean?"

“You know what that means, Cisco.”

Wells replied, "If the temperature continues to rise to a certain level, he might experience a nuclear explosion."

Shauna had been listening in the background, completely oblivious to what the group was talking about until she heard this sentence, at which point she gasped in surprise.

"A nuclear explosion?!"

"Calm down." Ma Zhaodi patted Xiao Na: "Don't panic. The most important thing right now is to determine Ronnie's yield."

"The most urgent task is to find a way to separate Ronnie and Professor Stein's body atoms." Wells rolled his eyes, which was rare for him. "As things stand, Firestorm's body splitting rate hasn't reached a very high level yet, and the growth rate isn't that fast. After all, only ten months have passed since the accident, and he's not that dangerous yet."

"As it stands, as long as the Firestorm Matrix is ​​not further activated—that is, he doesn't continue to use his fire abilities—we have at least one to two months left."

“See, I already told you,” Ma Zhaodi laughed. “There’s no need to be so alarmed. We still have enough time to escape from the city center.”

Professor Stein's face was dark at this moment. After hearing Ma Zhaodi's words, his emotions changed from sadness, slight despair and fear to speechlessness.

It's hard, the fist is hard.

"Now I finally understand why Dr. Wells said your speaking style was impressive."

Caitlin, who was standing nearby, brought over a few pills and handed them to Professor Ronnie: "A mixture of antipsychotic drugs and mood stabilizers—it was supposed to have a sedative added, but Old Ma has already given it to you."

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“Let’s talk about something more practical,” Wells asked Stein. “What are your thoughts on your situation?”

When this serious matter was brought up, Professor Stein's expression immediately became serious.

“I want to perfect the Firestorm Matrix,” he replied. “It’s my life’s work, perhaps even the most important project of my life, and one of the major factors that made me who I am today. It merged me and Ronnie together; and in my design, there was actually a part that used the matrix for decomposition, so if I can complete the matrix, maybe I can separate Ronnie and me back into two people.” “But will one or two months be enough?”

Faced with Wells' question, Professor Stein gritted his teeth.

"The experiment had already reached its final stage, and I felt hopeful. Moreover, I now have your help."

Wells pondered for a moment.

“I have two more thoughts to share.”

"what?"

"Firstly, if you fail to complete the final part of the Firestorm Matrix by then, we will still have to find a way to deal with the nuclear explosion—"

"Kill me, and the chain reaction will stop."

Everyone was startled and turned to look at Professor Stein.

“I know what you’re trying to say, Wells. Don’t worry, that’s what I’m thinking too. I won’t let Central City die because of me. If the explosion is ultimately unavoidable, I’ll commit suicide in my final moments. What I don’t know is what your second point is.”

“I once conceived of a research project in the lab—a fission device, which I call a quantum connector—that could release an enormous amount of energy, providing the atoms in your body with enough energy to explode like a particle accelerator.”

"Do you think this energy can help Ronald's body separate my atoms?"

"There is a certain probability of success, but according to my idea, this thing requires a faster-than-light particle as a fission element—that is, a tachyon, which is the result of Mercury Laboratory. I have only heard of it, and their faster-than-light particle prototype was stolen some time ago. So, if we use this plan, we would better persuade Christina McGee, the founder of Mercury Laboratory, to provide a second set of faster-than-light particles."

Wells looked at Stein and asked, "What do you think?"

"Given my relationship with Professor Christina?" Stein shook his head. "Unless I'm willing to offer up the Firestorm Matrix project in exchange for a collaboration with her faster-than-light particle project—that's too big a deal for me to consider as my first option."

Wells lowered his eyelids, feeling rather regretful.

“In that case,” he said, “the lab will do its best to help you refine the Firestorm Matrix—but you should also know that we need to know a portion of the Firestorm Matrix’s contents to help you proceed.”

“I want to see Clarissa again,” Stein replied. “Besides, I have Ronald’s memories, and I already knew many important project details of Star Labs—so let’s call it even.”

And so, the method for handling the firestorm was agreed upon.

That night, Wells went into the secret room again.

“Gideon, show me that future.”

"Yes, doctor."

Gideon once again displayed the newspaper from 1924, which still showed no trace of The Flash. Instead, it featured a news story about a fiery meteor streaking across the sky.

In the end, I'll have to step in.

A crimson light flashed in Wells' eyes.

"Barry, you're such a worry."

(End of this chapter)