Even though he was deeply moved, having a friend treat him this way.
Whether it was the Lightning War Cycle Cisco gave him, or everything Barry did after being beaten by him, it all made him feel warm.
Perhaps knowing he was alone in another world, doing various things, detecting dimensional energy, their deliberate antics, the Lightning War Cycle they gifted him, Barry's strong-willed persuasion—all of it filled his heart with warmth. This was what friends were for.
"Barry, you can't change my will."
Barry's grip tightened. Dazed, he knew there was nothing he could do. He truly didn't want to see his good friend take that step.
Although they had only known each other for a month, Barry genuinely liked this friend from another world and didn't want any ugliness or evil to befall him.
He should be bright, upright, and kind. He should smile brightly, high-five us, drink with us, and be joyful. We should be heroes. You are a Lightning Knight, you should be a knight. I am The Flash. We should fight side-by-side, eliminate evil, and then you will successfully find your way home, embracing your beloved with bright, warm hands. Surely she will accept your proposal, because you love her so much…
But!!!
Never with hands full of slaughter and sin.
Never by concealing his true self.
Never by bearing the heavy burden of taking lives.
Never…
"At most, I promise you that when we deal with the metahumans, as long as you are present, I won't kill. You can supervise me."
In his daze, Barry heard this and smiled before losing consciousness.
This is good too. As long as I'm here, I'll protect his bright heart…
A decision formed in his mind, and Barry fainted in Lin Li's hands.
Lin Li gave a wry smile. He was truly like a child, stubborn, but this obstinacy wasn't annoying.
"NO, Lin Li, you hit him too hard."
The others rushed to Lin Li. Caitlin was the first to glare at Lin Li, seeing Barry vomit blood all over the floor, held up by Lin Li by his chest.
Cisco's gaze traveled from the blood on the floor upwards, seeing Barry's vomit on Lin Li's arm, and then noticing Lin Li's hand tightly gripping the chest of Barry's Lightning Suit, the lightning emblem crushed.
He said, very displeased, "How could you destroy the lightning emblem? Although I already have a better one in my head that I want to replace it with, it's the first generation after all, very commemorative. Oh NO, my heart aches…"
Caitlin cursed, "What? The point right now is that Barry is injured and spitting blood."
Cisco said, "What's the big deal? Lin Li definitely held back. Barry has been through worse injuries than this. It's nothing."
Caitlin's eyes widened, absolutely furious. These men were all crazy, having a duel for no reason!! Did they think this was the Middle Ages!!! And fighting until someone vomited blood!!! And acting completely unconcerned!!! And only caring about the lightning emblem!!! Why don't you all just go die, you bunch of bastards, you're hopeless!
"Is Barry alright?"
Wells asked. Among those present, he was the most concerned and anxious about Barry. The Flash, whom he had created with his own hands and feet—if it weren't for this guy Lin Li suddenly crossing over, he believed everything would have been perfectly under his control.
Lin Li directly picked up Barry and said, "He's fine, just a little blood. I believe he'll recover after one night's rest."
That night, Barry was again lying in his exclusive hospital bed.
Cisco was preparing to pull an all-nighter again, creating a lightning emblem with even more powerful functions than Lin Li's.
Caitlin didn't even eat dinner with Lin Li that night. One must know that he had made her favorite sweet and sour pork that day, yet she wasn't even in the mood to eat it, which showed how heavy her heart was.
That night, Lin Li was responsible for looking after Barry in Surgery. No choice, whoever caused it was responsible.
Inside the Time Vault.
Wells watched the yellow Reverse-Flash suit with a gloomy expression.
The scene of Lin Li and Barry's fight today made him realize something very unsettling.
"Gideon, pull up all video recordings containing images of Lin Li."
"Yes, Doctor."
After Wells spoke, he turned around to see sixteen screens covering the entire wall, filled with all of Lin Li's movements captured by cameras over the past month: in the hallway, researching things, looking at a tablet, moving things, chatting and watching movies with Cisco, training in the underground training room, cooking, eating snacks, chocolate.
"Enlarge and fast-forward Lin Li's training footage from the underground training room by twenty times."
"Yes, Doctor."
Red electrical arcs flickered in Wells's eyes.
Every morning, Lin Li practiced various punches and kicks, controlled electricity, electric rays, or sat on the side, stood still, trembling all over, sweating profusely, or transformed into an electric sphere, spinning wildly and flying erratically.
All this training was completely recorded.
Soon, Wells finished watching, and the red electrical arcs in his eyes dissipated.
"Lin Li, you've indeed made rapid progress. In just one month, you've managed to utilize electrical energy to this extent."
Wells narrowed his eyes, looking at the image of Lin Li, his body flushed red, sweating profusely, the surrounding space seeming to twist, giving a hallucinatory feeling.
That was the Biological Force Field used to its extreme, burning the air and causing distortion; it wasn't spatial distortion.
"Gideon, pull up my log and input new content."
"Yes, Doctor."
Dr. Wells took off his glasses and tossed them onto his wheelchair.
He spoke the new content he wanted to input, his voice full of resentment.
"Since Lin Li's arrival, day 46. He is becoming increasingly powerful, increasingly formidable."
"Today, in his fight with Barry, it's clear he not only mastered the control of biological magnetic fields but also might be able to sense the wavelength of magnetic fields."
"In the fight with Barry, even with mastery over biological magnetic field control, at Barry's speed at the time, the chaos of the biological magnetic field, he must have perceived a circle around him. There's no way he could have known Barry would attack him from behind. The only explanation is that he can sense magnetic fields within a certain range, and that tracking arc of electricity that hit Barry, all indicate that magnetic field sensing is mastered and utilized by him."
"I just don't know how large this sensing range is. If it encompasses the entire Star Labs."
"Then, it's highly possible that I would have been discovered as the yellow-clad attacker long ago."
"Based on his usual behavior, it doesn't seem like it."
"But, what if, if, it's true that I've already been discovered, then, since he discovered it long ago, why hasn't he exposed me?"
"What else does he want? To go home."
Wells's eyes flashed, becoming profound.
"...Using...me!"
Wells muttered through gritted teeth. He had always prided himself on being the mastermind, the hidden hand that had been pushing things for fourteen years. He never imagined a transmigrator would use him.
"You're something else, Lin Li."
"You want to use me? If so, then you can die."
Wells's eyes gleamed with malice.
"Input complete, saving."
"Gideon, extract all data regarding Lin Li's body…"