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Followed by.

It then burst forth with a sacred purple-gold radiance.

Soaring straight into the sky.

at this time.

All the inhabitants of Paradise Island looked up.

Looking at this towering pillar of light.

They stood at attention, gazing towards the cliff face.

Seeing them off in farewell...

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A balcony built with white stalactites.

A beautiful woman draped in a light veil leaned against the railing.

It also tilted its head back.

Her beautiful eyes sparkled with a clear, watery light.

Last night, because she was too reluctant to part, she took the initiative to spend the whole night with Ye Li. There was still a trace of fatigue in the corner of her eyes, and her body was languid and soft, which added to her graceful charm.

"Li, I'll wait for you to come back..."

Diana murmured to herself.

— He said this separation could last from a few days to decades.

But for someone with such a long lifespan, it was all just a fleeting moment.

So she's willing to wait patiently.

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As the beam of light gradually dissipated.

Only then did the Amazons on Paradise Island turn their attention back to the island.

Diana also turned around, preparing to go back to her room to rest.

Just as a pair of bare feet under the white veil were about to step into the house.

A cold voice suddenly echoed in her mind.

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-Time point.

-2022.

-metropolis.

Da....Da....Da....

Upbeat music accompanies the ticking of the clock as people rush to work form a long queue in front of the counter, waiting for their bread, sandwiches, toast, or bacon.

Clearly, this is a popular breakfast shop.

In the middle of the long line, a black-haired teenager seemed to have ADHD, constantly tapping the ground with the soles of his shoes and gripping the shoulder straps of his backpack tightly with both hands. He repeatedly scratched the straps with the tip of his index finger, his tense posture as if he was about to have a job interview.

But in reality, he had already joined a company.

His job title card was hanging on his chest.

His name was clearly written on his job card: Barry Allen.

Although he works as a corporate slave, Barry has another special hidden identity:

That is, the fledgling superhero—The Flash.

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drip~

Barry Allen's wristwatch beeped as a reminder. He glanced at his wrist and realized that his work start time was fast approaching and he was about to be late.

The Flash being late sounds like a joke.

But it is what it is.

At this stage, Barry Allen's control over the Speed ​​Force is still relatively immature, and using it consumes a lot of physical strength; to be precise, it consumes the energy converted from food in his body.

That is:

—If he is too hungry, he may be unable to use the Speed ​​Force.

And now, Barry Allen's stomach was growling with hunger...

The slow pace of the long queue made him feel anxious.

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Chapter 442 The Continuation of the Timeline!

(P.S.: There was a mistake in the previous chapter. The Flash should work in Central City, not Metropolis.)

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Good morning, what would you like to order?

finally.

Barry Allen was seated at the counter.

The shop assistant in charge of making breakfast casually asked him a question.

Barry Allen's fingers twitched more violently as he looked at the clerk with suspicion.

Where is that curly-haired lady?

"Sara?"

"She's sick, at least that's what she said when she asked for leave...."

The male clerk, with an expression that seemed to see right through him, scoffed at his colleague's clumsy excuse and whispered to Barry, "Actually, she's got a new boyfriend."

After gossiping for a while, he straightened his tone and asked as if nothing had happened, "If you want to know something, just tell me."

"I usually order the same thing..."

Barry Allen quickened his pace and said, "I'm in a hurry, she'll prepare in advance."

The shop assistant, with both hands braced against the counter, urged, "Then tell me quickly."

"PB and BRHC combination sandwich".

"Okay, I'll write it down."

The clerk slowly picked up a slip of paper. "PB refers to peanut butter, am I right?"

"That's right!"

Barry Allen hurriedly gestured and explained, "BR stands for banana and raisin, H for honey, and C for cheese!"

"Oh, people with high metabolisms are so lucky to have good food."

The staff member was surprised by the high-energy meal and asked in surprise, "Are you going to run a marathon?"

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Barry looked anxious and clapped his hands, about to remind the other person to speed up.

But the shop assistant continued chatting to herself, "Speaking of which, my sister did go there once. God bless her... Oh, she's alright, just exhausted."

As he spoke, he mimicked the scene where he used to complain to his sister, saying, "It's just a run, Sharon... We have to run to work every morning!"

"Oh!"

Barry finally couldn't hold back any longer, rolled his eyes, and interrupted, "Yeah! I'm already three minutes late for work!"

"Excuse me, I want to eat my sandwich quickly!"

"Ha, buddy, you can't rush a good sandwich."

The shop assistant shook his head with a grin, not taking the customer's eagerness seriously.

He was used to it.

Every customer who wanted him to speed up his work would use an excuse like "I'm going to be late."