"Professor Victor, from the Physics Club... how did you end up like this?"
Caitlin asked, her face full of disbelief.
"It's a bit complicated to explain."
Victor said, helpless.
"You two know each other?"
Qingshui asked, curious.
He hadn't heard of any connection between Mr. Freeze and Killer Frost.
"I worked at Harvard University for three years. Then, because Gotham University received funding from Wayne Enterprises and had a better experimental environment, I went to their cryogenic physics lab.
When I was at Harvard, I was the advisor for the Physics Club. Snow was an undergrad there at the time, and in my last year, she even served as the club's vice president. She was one of the smartest students I ever met at Harvard."
Mr. Freeze explained to Qingshui.
At that moment, Iris brought over several steaming cups of coffee and handed them out.
However, when she offered one to Mr. Freeze, he declined.
"Thank you, but I'm sorry, I can't drink this. If I were to drink coffee, it would probably freeze solid very quickly and then cause a stomach perforation."
"Alright, though I've seen a lot of strange things in recent years, this is the first time I've encountered your particular situation."
Iris shrugged.
Meanwhile, Wally West had returned the stolen jewelry to the store and now, a yellow blur, he flashed back to the lab.
Cisco immediately introduced everyone to Wally.
Mr. Freeze then turned to Caitlin again.
"Snow, I need your help operating the equipment. We need to work together to thaw Nora. To prevent low temperatures from damaging Nora's body cells, I need a nano-scale operating device."
"That requires preparing a specialized cryogenic physiological solution first. Can you tell me what Nora's condition is?"
Caitlin asked, curious.
"Congenital neurodegenerative disease. It was originally recessive, but exposure to radiation in the lab caused this genetic trait to express, leading to protein misfolding and the gradual degeneration and loss of function in her nerve cells."
Caitlin frowned.
This was practically an incurable disease. Even as a top-tier biomedical doctor, she couldn't think of a suitable treatment.
Mr. Freeze knew exactly what Caitlin was thinking.
"Don't worry, Snow. Watt possesses a miraculous, supernatural healing ability. I've seen him completely heal a gunshot wound in under a minute with it. With a cellular-level MRI machine, we can significantly slow Nora's condition and extend her life."
Qingshui, ever thoughtful, demonstrated by conjuring a wind blade on his hand and cutting his arm. Then, he switched to healing magic, pressing his glowing green hand onto the wound.
After about ten seconds, the wound was completely healed, with only a trace of blood remaining.
"Whoa, man, we haven't seen you show off that ability before."
Cisco whistled.
"It wasn't quite at this level before; it was more like a quick band-aid. And there wasn't really an opportunity to show it off."
Qingshui smiled, then joined the others in pushing the ice coffin containing Nora to the medical room.
An hour later, Caitlin and Mr. Freeze had prepared the cryogenic physiological solution.
The ice coffin was opened, and immediately, a bone-chilling cold emanated from within, causing those still in short sleeves to instinctively step back.
Caitlin pressed a button nearby, injecting the cryogenic physiological solution into the ice coffin.
This would help prevent the tiny ice shards that form during warming from piercing Nora's cells during the thawing process.
Mr. Freeze was visibly agitated but also remarkably steady and meticulous as he directed Caitlin in operating the equipment.
He had already rehearsed the thawing process countless times in his mind and in his dreams, knowing exactly what to do at every step.
"To avoid harming Nora's body, the thawing process will take eighteen hours. If you get tired, you can rest for a bit."
After Mr. Freeze gently and tenderly placed a special oxygen mask on Nora's face, he turned to the others and said.
"Especially you, Watt. I hope you get some good rest so you can be in the best condition to help Nora with the procedure."
"Okay."
Qingshui nodded earnestly at Mr. Freeze.
Just then, the lights in S.T.A.R. Labs flickered red, and an alarm blared.
"Guys, it looks like we won't be getting any rest."
Wally said, arms crossed, looking around.
Two minutes later, in the S.T.A.R. Labs main hall, everyone except Mr. Freeze—who had to continuously guard Nora—had gathered, looking at the monitor in the center.
A Japanese samurai, fully armored, was flying through the skies of Central City, wreaking havoc.
*Whoosh!*
Wally West vanished from their sight in a yellow flash.
As a master of Puppetry, Qingshui could tell at a glance that the Japanese samurai wasn't human, nor did it contain a person; it was a robot, much like a Puppet.
"Need a hand?" Qingshui asked Cisco.
He mainly wanted to study the robot.
"Thanks, man!" Cisco opened a portal.
Qingshui gestured with his left hand towards a suitcase in the corner of the hall, and it instantly disassembled into countless modules. Within two seconds, they assembled onto Qingshui, transforming him into White Knight.
"Cool! I knew you were the one who stopped the Gotham missile incident!" Cisco looked a bit more energized and was the first to rush through the portal.
But as Qingshui followed Cisco out, he immediately saw Wally West lying on the street ahead, having been knocked down by three shockwave attacks from the Japanese samurai.
"Looks like a tough one."
Just as Cisco reached out a hand towards the mechanical samurai, Qingshui rushed in front of it in the blink of an eye, swinging his High-Voltage Electric Sword.
"Thunder Breathing, Second Form: Rice Spirit!"
The mechanical samurai instantly raised its sword as well, releasing a strange pulsed electrical wave that clashed with Qingshui's attack.
In an instant, a powerful shockwave erupted between them, shattering the glass storefronts.
Qingshui controlled White Knight, flipping the High-Voltage Electric Sword and delivering a side kick to the mechanical samurai.
Despite the mechanical samurai quickly adopting a defensive posture, the immense power of the pneumatic device inevitably sent it crashing to the ground, sparking and ceasing its movements.
"Excellent design, but single-purpose and the material strength isn't enough," Qingshui commented on the mechanical samurai.
This thing was suitable for bullying weaker opponents, like Wally West, who had only recently gained access to the Speed Force and lacked much combat experience.
Against someone truly strong, it could probably only hold out for a few moves before being torn apart.
So sleepy…
My sleep schedule still isn't adjusted these past few days. My head feels heavy. I need to go to bed quickly after finishing this chapter, or I'm afraid I might suddenly collapse.
Happy Mid-Autumn Festival everyone in advance. Hope you don't have to make up for the holid
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