Chapter 243: Everything Will Be Fine

Barry was in tatters, shards of glass from the skylight piercing his skin, colorful chemicals mixed together, corroding his skin and emitting a strong smell of decay.

Arcs of electricity, manifestations of the Speed Force, crackled across his body, while rain pelted down incessantly on his unconscious form.

The howling wind carried the storm through the skylight.

H'el emerged from the corner, the moist air soaking his facial skin. His eyes flickered at a high frequency like sparks of thought, recording various particle changes he could observe in the moments of the Speed Force.

The sound of the raging storm continued.

H'el closed his weary eyes and shook his head lightly.

A vast amount of information almost overwhelmed his thoughts. The rapid vibrations and transformations of Speed Force were recorded, filling his mind. Veins bulged on his temples, pulsating several times in rapid succession before calming down.

Relieving the fatigue in his brain, H'el manipulated the bio field to regulate his physical body and constructed a multi-layered library of knowledge akin to a dream, categorizing it meticulously.

After easing the fatigue in his brain, he walked over to Barry.

The wind and rain from the skylight tousled H'el's black hair as he squatted beside Barry. His eyes narrowed as he looked at the residual arcs of electricity on Barry's body.

When Barry was struck by lightning, the Speed Force began to generate and affect time and space. Barry acted like a generator continuously supplying energy to the Speed Force. Through running, Barry would generate a kinetic energy wall between the present and the time barrier, which would be manifested as electrical energy and would connect to every part of reality, containing knowledge of any space and time.

H'el crouched beside Barry, extending his large hand, and his fingertips touched the residual yellow arcs at Barry's wounds. The yellow arcs, resembling small serpents, seemed to want to penetrate Barry's pores.

H'el's large hand reached out, and his index finger touched the yellow arc.

The yellow arc was swiftly guided by H'el, entering his own body through his index finger. With the assistance of his still dormant time manipulation ability, it entered the deepest part of his body and connected with H'el.

This connection allowed H'el, like the original universe's Flash, to travel back to the planet Krypton when it was still intact. He also needed to connect with the current Flash to prevent him from wandering through time and space carelessly, as it was easy for him to lose control.

After all, the Flash in the TV series was not mature yet, and changing the world by haphazardly traversing time and space was not something to be taken lightly.

At the moment when he wanted to save his mother from being killed by Reverse Flash, there were at least five future Flashes in the room, watching helplessly as his mother was murdered by Reverse Flash.

H'el couldn't let Barry traverse freely.

After guiding Barry's Speed Force into his own body and integrating it into the deepest part of himself, H'el stepped back and began to retreat. His figure swayed in the wind and rain, fading like a phantom, disappearing into the dimensional interstice, vanishing from the room.

"Barry!"

Just as she parted ways with Barry and intended to go home, Iris found herself unable to return home due to the sudden violent storm. She returned to the police station, planning to chat with Barry to pass the time during the stormy night.

Upon arriving at the forensic laboratory, she saw Barry lying unconscious on the ground, looking as if he was on the brink of death, which terrified Iris.

She immediately shouted frantically from outside the door:

"Please, someone help! Barry has been struck by lightning!"

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STAR Labs.

One of the experimental buildings on the Lab's premises had a gaping hole in its roof.

After the explosion caused by the particle accelerator four months ago, the building's various high-tech facilities were damaged, resulting in a direct loss of up to $8 billion. The indirect losses were even greater.

Multiple areas in the central city suffered electromagnetic damage from the explosion of the particle accelerator. Nearby companies in the technology district of the Lab had to pay compensation totaling up to $3 billion due to the damage caused to their equipment by the electromagnetic interference.

In addition, the damage to the city's power stations affected the daily electricity consumption and the environment, leading Harrison Wells to compensate the central city government with a staggering $7 billion.

The area was directly designated as a level four danger zone by the Federal Agency.

The deaths caused by the explosion made it difficult for Harrison Wells to escape blame and bear the primary responsibility.

However, in the end, the court did not find Harrison Wells guilty of the accident, which was ultimately attributed to an unexpected storm that no one wanted to happen.

During these four months, Harrison Wells was busy dealing with the aftermath, solving what could be solved with money, and facing trouble where money couldn't solve the problem.

For example, animal protection organizations believed that the explosion could have psychological and physiological effects on various rare animals. They, along with stray animal care associations, the World Environmental Association, and human rights assurance associations, protested and staged sit-ins at the Lab's entrance. Some even raised chickens, ducks, and geese at the entrance to demonstrate their determination for Harrison Wells to ensure peace on Earth, harmony among living beings, and to guarantee that the accelerator would not be activated again in the future.

Later, following the order from the Central City government to evacuate the District, this farce was finally resolved.

Many employees of the Lab were also dismissed by Harrison Wells one by one, leaving only Caitlin and Cisco.

Inside the STAR Lab.

"Everything will be okay," Harrison Wells sat in his electric wheelchair, forcing a smile.

"I know, Dr. Wells. I'm leaving now." Caitlin, still grieving over the death of her boyfriend Ronnie caused by the explosion of the particle accelerator, responded with a heavy and cold expression, then left as her shift ended.

Caitlin did not blame Harrison Wells. As a member of the STAR Lab, she bore some responsibility for the activation of the particle accelerator and thus had no right to blame anyone.

It was just an accident caused by a storm.

However, Ronnie's death really saddened her. It was difficult for her to gather her spirits and return to the Lab.

Cisco, who had just come with a test report, watched Caitlin leave with an expressionless face. After Caitlin turned the corner and left, he couldn't help but turn to Harrison Wells, putting the test report on the desk and said with a helpless tone, "Dr. Wells, don't mind her, she's just..."

As Cisco spoke, he couldn't help but sigh.

Clearly, everyone had already opened champagne to welcome a new future that day.

But a storm mysteriously affected the particle accelerator, rendering all their efforts futile.

Caitlin's fiancé died in the disaster, Dr. Wells sat in a wheelchair, and the STAR Lab, once a leader in high-tech innovation, plummeted from its glory and faced closure. All that remained were Caitlin, Dr. Wells, and himself.

"I understand. Thank you, Cisco. You can go home now," Harrison Wells shook his head with a bitter smile, portraying a mixture of helplessness and self-restraint.

Cisco also felt helpless and didn't say much. He just comforted Harrison Wells before leaving work.

After confirming that both Cisco and Caitlin had left the STAR Lab, Harrison Wells, with an expressionless and elegant face, smiled and drove his wheelchair towards the time vault.

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