The Flash is Quiet!

After a night passed, Heisenberg rarely got out of bed at just past six.

After all, he was so annoyed yesterday that he took a nap in the afternoon.

After getting up, the spaceship wasn't as empty as it usually was in the mornings.

At that moment, in the southwest direction of the spaceship, the Flash and Cyborg were separating the Krypton living area planned by Heisenberg.

The moment he saw them, faint wrinkles appeared on Heisenberg's forehead.

The Flash in his eyes was no longer the ordinary Barry—that was a devil, alright!

Thinking this, Heisenberg silently turned around and walked toward his own resting quarters.

What wind had blown him to bring in a chatterbox to disrupt his once smooth life?

But could he escape?

"Mr. Heisenberg!!!"

He had just turned around when the Flash's voice rang in his ears!

Before the Flash could continue, Heisenberg floated swiftly beside him, glanced at the surroundings, and preemptively said to the Flash:

"How does it feel to sleep a night in the base? The environment here is average, but the worse it is, the more comfortably you can sleep, right?

But I really didn't expect you to start working so early!

Have you had breakfast?

No, right!

Barry, can you help us buy some food? How about McDonald's? I prefer the one next to the TV station!"

As he finished speaking, Heisenberg called over Saint Knight Eva and opened her belly.

He took out five banknotes from her little belly and placed them in the Flash's bewildered hands.

"You're the fastest among us, go for it!!!"

Saying this, Heisenberg patted the Flash's shoulder with a smile, leaving the Flash no choice but to nod helplessly.

"Alright, I was actually going to show you the results of our night's work, but it's not too late to talk about it later.

Oh, this is Victor, a newcomer Clark recruited, just like me.

Alright, I'm talking too much again. I'll go buy breakfast!"

Lightning flashed, and Barry disappeared.

Seeing this, Heisenberg finally sighed in relief.

He clapped his hands, looked at the slightly tense Cyborg beside him, and pointed to a nearby seat.

"I'm Heisenberg. Nice to meet you, Victor!"

"Nice to meet you, Lord Sun God!"

Cyborg gently shook Heisenberg's hand.

The moment his metallic fingers touched Heisenberg's hand, he froze.

He asked in confusion:

"Why… why didn't I react to you?"

"My God!!!"

Cyborg's words made Heisenberg quickly pull his hand back, and he looked at Victor in astonishment.

"What are you thinking? Why do you think you should react to me?!

What kind of fetish is this?!"

"No, no, no, you've got it wrong!!!"

Hearing Heisenberg's words, Cyborg's face turned extremely embarrassed, and he hurriedly waved his hands, explaining repeatedly:

"When I saw Superman, my body instinctively started to resist. Superman's energy reaction made my body feel extremely dangerous!

But why can't I feel your power at all? I was actually worried my body would automatically shoot at you!"

"Haha, you scared me to death! So that's it!!!"

After Victor's explanation, Heisenberg couldn't help but rub his forehead. He was really becoming paranoid thanks to the Flash.

He put down his hand, lightly explaining to Cyborg:

"I'm not clear about your specific situation, but considering your reaction mechanism is somewhat similar to animal instincts.

So, either your body thinks I'm completely powerless and not worth resisting,

or it thinks I'm so strong that it doesn't even consider resisting!"

Saying this, Heisenberg chuckled and patted Cyborg's metallic shoulder.

"I think it's the latter reason. What do you think?"

"It must be that your power surpasses my imagination and this body of mine, sir!"

"Haha, you're good with words. I just saw your movements, and they seem a bit uncoordinated.

You haven't mastered control over your abilities yet, right?"

"That's right, sir!"

"Alright then, I don't have much to do lately, so I'll open a passage beneath the spaceship later.

I'll teach you how to control your powers underground, and by the way, we'll also develop the underground structure of the future base!"

"Yes, teacher!"

Hearing that Heisenberg would personally teach him, Cyborg's face lit up with visible excitement.

He quickly went to the side, took out a pen and paper, and held them in his hands.

Seeing this, Heisenberg frowned.

"This is…?"

"Ah, teacher, I think it's necessary for me to write down what you say. That way, I can grasp your teachings faster.

And this should also help me grow stronger quickly!"

"Erm…"

Looking at Cyborg, who was ready to take notes at any moment, Heisenberg fell silent for a while.

This guy… is really serious!

"Alright!"

He patted Cyborg's shoulder again and said softly:

"Although our brains are our own treasures, and our memories can record everything around us,

writing it down still has its benefits. Quick memory and slow writing are ultimately different.

Writing makes you value the content itself more!"

"Yes!"

Cyborg answered while writing down everything Heisenberg had just said.

Seeing this, Heisenberg walked toward the exit of the current room without comment.

He planned to take Cyborg to the planned Justice League area and start digging from the underground elevator on the blueprint.

But before he could take two steps, he felt a flash before his eyes…

"I'm back, I ordered a lot of burgers according to my own taste, but I'm not sure if you'll like them.

So I took the staff's advice and bought a bit of everything for everyone to choose from.

As for snacks, besides meat, I also bought two hundred onion rings. I don't think anyone can resist this delicacy, right?

I like eating this kind of snack when watching movies in the base, of course, in my Central City base. There are no movies in this base.

Oh, boss, should we consider installing a cinema in the base? We should have enough space…"

"Erm…"

Heisenberg, stunned alongside Cyborg, hesitantly recalled the time that had just passed.

After a moment, he softly asked the Flash:

"Did you only leave for one minute and twenty-two seconds?"

"Indeed, I was mainly worried you'd be anxious. Trust me, I especially understand that feeling of wanting to eat something the moment you wake up.

Because I often feel that way too!

So to not keep you waiting, I borrowed McDonald's kitchen and cooked it myself. The staff were very understanding, after all, we're still busy saving the world, right?

And after I finished cooking, they even gave me a small gift. Look, it's a golden M sticker. Although it's not very useful, I think it would look cute on the logistics officer!"

As he finished speaking, the Flash instantly placed the food in categories on the table formed by particles.

Then, in the blink of an eye, he peeled off the sticker and stuck it on Eva's little head before she could react.

"Ta-da!"

In the next moment, the Flash held up Eva to show Heisenberg.

"Look, isn't it cute?"

"Erm…"

Before Heisenberg could respond to the Flash's question, he saw Eva, held by the Flash, say in her mechanical voice:

"Warning, my core has been attacked by a glue-like metallic object. Cleanup required!"

As she finished speaking, Eva raised her right hand, which resembled a penguin's wing, and fired an energy blast at her own head.

Moments later, the Flash put down Eva in shock, and Eva's originally white head turned completely black.

Eva's body flickered with near-damaged electrical sparks as she calmly continued in her mechanical voice:

"Cleanup complete…"

As soon as she finished speaking, the poor little robot fell over…

Smack!

Smack!

Cyborg and Heisenberg simultaneously covered their foreheads. This…

This…

After a while, Heisenberg helplessly waved his hand, and a bio-force field disassembled Eva into parts.

Cyborg said softly from the side:

"Teacher, my core indicates I can repair her. Should I take over?"

"No need, I can do it too, because they were created by my former subordinates.

Although I didn't lead their development, basic repairs are no problem!"

As he spoke, Heisenberg used the force field to continuously adjust Eva's central control system. In just a few seconds, Eva returned to her original state.

After putting Eva down, Heisenberg walked over to the dejected Barry with a bitter smile.

"It's okay, let's have breakfast together."

"Erm, alright!"

Barry nodded and sat down obediently.

As the three were eating, in less than five minutes, the spaceship's dome opened again.

This time, it was Clark and Lois who arrived.

Yes, Clark actually brought his girlfriend.

As they landed, Lois naturally waved to Heisenberg.

"Good morning, Grandpa. I nagged Clark for a long time before he agreed to bring me to see you. I brought you breakfast—fried eggs and steak I made myself!"

"Haha, that's great. Come over and sit."

Heisenberg smiled and waved his hand, and a chair immediately appeared beside Lois.

Lois shyly sat down, and the chair brought her to the dining table.

Meanwhile, Clark took out food boxes from the large bag he was carrying and placed them one by one on the table.

Heisenberg glanced and saw it was still a Tomahawk steak, perfectly grilled.

He couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

"The luckiest thing in Clark's life should be having you, right, Lois?"

"No, having him appear in my life is what I'm most grateful for, Grandpa!"

Lois quickly replied, then took the beer Clark handed her.

"I also brought some beer. Although it's morning and the timing isn't great, I think Grandpa would like it!"

"Of course!"

Heisenberg took the beer, and the force field controlled the bottle to pop open.

After handing a bottle to everyone, Heisenberg smiled and clinked bottles with everyone.

"To an ordinary but extraordinarily beautiful morning!" he said.

But as soon as he finished speaking, Clark quickly added:

"And to Grandpa being able to get up at six o'clock!"

"Huh?!" —Heisenberg.

"What?" —Lois.

"Does the teacher usually get up late?" —Victor.

Everyone muttered and took a sip of beer, then continued eating and chatting.

As they talked, Clark looked at Cyborg and asked softly:

"You call Grandpa your teacher…?"

"Yes, Mr. Heisenberg decided to teach me how to become a better version of myself. I feel it's necessary to call him teacher!"

"I see, you're lucky then. Oh, by the way."

Saying this, Clark pulled Lois over and introduced her softly:

"I haven't introduced you yet. This is Cyborg, Victor Stone, and that's Central City's Flash, Barry Allen!"

Hearing Clark's introduction, Cyborg naturally nodded to Lois.

As for the Flash…

He blushed, smiling shyly.

Seeing this, Heisenberg suddenly understood!

Did the Flash just not say a word?

So, the key to making the Flash shut up is to have more women in the group.

This newbie is especially shy!!!