Chapter 180: 180: I Have My Own Ways to Deal With Killer Frost~

Power is the pivot on which everything hinges. He who has the power is always right; the weaker is always wrong.

~ Niccolo Machiavelli

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The Rival rolled his eyes and was completely reduced to a mere mortal.

Just at that moment.

That version of Wally walked through the door. “Hey, is everyone having a meeting? Why is the atmosphere so…”

Before Wally could finish his sentence, Hillel’s hand movement shifted slightly, pointing directly at Wally.

Wally was also a destined speedster.

His speed was even faster than Barry’s, especially White Wally in his prime, who was already unimaginably fast.

But it was of no use.

Accordin to shitty ass writers: In major events, ban the speedster first.

The more awesome the speedster, the more perfunctory the reason for their benching.

Boom!!!

A violent thunderbolt instantly wrapped tightly around Wally’s entire body.

“Oh! My god! What is this hot thing?”

Wally let out an exclamation, and then his hands began to vibrate, pulling out patches of physical afterimages.

Going from an ordinary person to a permanent speedster took less than a few seconds.

“Hillel, what on earth are you doing?!” Seeing this, Barry rushed up and questioned loudly.

Hillel casually tossed the crystal up and down. “I know you’re in a rush, but don’t rush yet, this is the boss’s will!”

“Wally was originally a speedster in Flashpoint. Instead of letting him be activated by unknown elements, it’s better to grant him abilities in advance and take precautions!”

“Kid, don’t question my methods. I have never been wrong!” said Hillel.

He knew the plot of the Flash TV show, didn’t buy into the talk-no-jutsu act at all, and wasn’t afraid of being ostracized by Barry’s team.

Especially on this timeline.

Barry came back from Flashpoint and changed many people’s fates. Others might not necessarily submit to the current Barry.

“Wally, we should test your parameters!”

Caitlin pulled Cisco and directly slipped away.

Harrison still expressed that although Hillel’s methods were fast and ruthless, there was really nothing wrong with what he did.

“This stone… what on earth is it?”

Barry’s expression was gloomy.

Speed Force?

What on earth is the connection between Guardian and the Speed Force?

Hillel explained, “This thing is the Calcified Speed Force, a gift given to me by the Speed Force, aren’t you envious, little bro!”

Barry felt a little jealous in his heart.

The Speed Force wouldn’t let him save his mother, yet condoned Hillel’s actions of tampering with the world line, and even gave him small gifts?

Angry and shaking!

When on earth will he, the genuine Flash, be able to stand up!

“What can this thing do?” Barry forcefully suppressed his sourness.

“It allows entering the Speed Force anytime and anywhere, can forcibly activate all meta-humans born in the Flashpoint spacetime on this timeline, and can also forcibly absorb someone else’s speed and then casually bestow it on another person.”

Hillel weighed the stone in his hand.

Wally was a destined speedster, so he could permanently link to the Speed Force.

As for ordinary people!

They probably could only run wildly for ten days and ten nights, then collapse under the overpass and be vomited on by homeless people…

Barry’s expression changed, instantly associating it with the Rival’s mutation. “Then the Rival’s recovery…”

“I didn’t do that!”

Hillel directly interrupted his suspicion. “Barry, ever since we came back, we’ve almost become conjoined twins. Whether I left or not, you definitely would have noticed!”

“Besides, the Calcified Speed Force is not rare. It’s as widespread as the fortune-telling old men under the overpass.”

“The one who activated the Rival is someone else!”

Barry fell into a long contemplation.

His intuition told him that although Hillel acted a bit absurdly, there was really no need to lie about this kind of thing.

Besides, he was dating Caitlin.

In the future, he might even be family, so there was no need to do such a thing.

“I got it!”

Barry gave up thinking.

Anyway, he couldn’t beat Hillel, so whatever Hillel said went.

Barry sighed and rushed out of the laboratory.

Flashpoint changed not only meta-humans, but also the relationship between Aerith Gainsborough and Joe. The father and daughter had already argued to the gods.

He still had to deal with these personal problems.

Hillel leisurely walked back to the lobby, watching Wally excitedly running laps. As expected of that guy, his racial talent was truly strong, and running continuously for over an hour was nothing to him.

What a pity.

“Awesome! Bro! It’s simply incredible! How did you do it!” Wally shouted ecstatically.

“The principle is very simple… first like this… then like that…”

Wally had a face full of question marks.

But he didn’t plan to dwell on these. Becoming a speedster was all that mattered anyway.

[Ding! The host has successfully corrected the fate trajectory of the key character, Wally.]

[Current Universe conquest progress: 26%]

It went up again!

This Wallace “Ace” West’s fate was not simple either!

Hillel couldn’t help taking a few more glances at Wally. It seemed that subduing the speedsters would be the key to his conquest of this universe.

Regarding this, Hillel had a new idea.

He could directly bring the Green Arrow from Star City over to replace Batman’s position, replace Superman himself, keep the Flash as the general reserve team without moving, and wouldn’t a knock-off Justice League come out?

Later, get King Shark over to replace Aquaman.

Ah! All set!

As for Wonder Woman… this one can be observed further, and later he could advise Caitlin to shoot up two tubes of Compound V, replacing this seat would also work.

Plan completed!

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At 8:00 PM,

A French revolving restaurant in Central City.

Hillel and Caitlin sat by the window. The waiter slightly bowed and respectfully handed the menu to Hillel.

Hillel didn’t even glance at it.

What was the point of giving it to him!

He was dirt poor all over, with only big muscles left, how could he afford the meal money.

“Waiter! Don’t look at me like I look noble and very wealthy, tonight’s consumption for this table will be paid for by the lady opposite me, I’m purely relying on my face to mooch a free meal!”

The waiter’s eye twitched.

Fucking bastard! Is being handsome amazing?!

Caitlin instead smiled. Of course she knew Hillel hadn’t found a job yet.

But with Hillel’s brute strength, going to the docks to steal steel coils would earn him more than others.

And no one will dare to stop him.

Taking advantage of the time dishes were being served, Hillel casually asked, “Caitlin, can you control the power inside your body?”

Caitlin shook her head. “No. To be honest, I’m very scared.”

“Every time my emotions fluctuate violently, she wants to forcibly seize control of this body, and I can’t even conduct any rational communication with her.”

Caitlin was a bit curious. “However, Hillel… since you’ve seen Killer Frost, can you tell me how you subdued her?”

“This is simple, just like subduing you.”

Caitlin: “???”

“Although my glib tongue is not bad, enough to run for President on stage, under normal circumstances, I always strike first to avoid ineffective communication like talking, anyway, defaulting that the other party doesn’t understand human speech!”

“As long as you display appropriate muscles, any enemy will take the initiative to come and communicate with you!”

“Killer Frost is also ..human. She wanted to freeze me and wanted to lick some popsicles, so I definitely couldn’t bear it and fought her right back on the spot!”

Caitlin gave a bitter smile.

Alright!

Superman indeed had Superman’s methods, and the logic was simply both simple and crude.

Caitlin picked up her champagne and took a sip, but the next second, this highly educated woman suddenly felt something was wrong.

Wait a minute…

What does fighting her back mean?

How did you do it?