Martin Variety in American Comics

"I won't give up!"

Reverse Flash lay on the ground with his mouth open and eyes closed, stretched out his hand and clenched it into a fist, and slammed it hard on the ground.

"No, I will never give in. Even the Flash couldn't beat me, so what can a wild speedster who ran out of nowhere do?"

Reverse Flash struggled to stand up, and the pain from his right foot made him even more angry.

He hadn't experienced such physical pain for a long time, and for a moment, his heart was filled with sour water, as if a fairy fell from the sky to the earth, feeling very wronged.

But Reverse Flash was not an unmarried girl after all, and quickly suppressed the grievance in his heart, dragged his sprained foot, and ran hard to the laboratory.

Although his foot was sprained and his speed force was not much left, he still ran forward desperately, and returned to the Star Laboratory within a few minutes, turned off the various devices in the secret room, and began to search in the cold air that had not yet dissipated.

"I still have Martin's blood. I can make a genetic weapon specifically targeting him."

"As long as I have this weapon, I can succeed."

"I will definitely win. I will definitely leave this primitive and backward era."

Reverse Flash muttered to himself, like a madman, like a gambler who is mad at gambling. Even if he loses all the chips in his hand, he will not give up. He always thinks he can turn the tables.

He finally took out a tube of blood, but his eyes began to blur.

"I can win, I will definitely win..."

The memory in his mind began to blur. Reverse Flash's eyes widened. He desperately squeezed the speed force. His head began to vibrate, trying to separate this memory from the timeline to ensure that the memory would not be erased.

But the more he used the speed force, the more his head hurt, and his body could not help but twitch.

Reverse Flash seemed to see that the memory was moving away from him, but he could not do anything. He could only sink deeper and deeper into the abyss of despair.

A second later, Reverse Flash looked at the test tube filled with transparent liquid in his hand and was puzzled.

He looked left and right, but finally couldn't remember anything special. He put the test tube back, turned on the supercomputer, scanned the surveillance videos one by one, and found nothing wrong with all the key objects.

Although Barry couldn't sleep in the bedroom and Caitlin slept in the ward, it was not a strange thing. He didn't think much about it and was ready to continue to implement his plan.

...

Barry rushed to the laboratory at dawn and took a day off to take care of Martin.

When he rushed to the laboratory and found Caitlin who was checking drugs and various reagents, the answer he got was: "What Martin, we have never met such a person! Didn't you solve the flute player yesterday?"

"Martin is..."

Barry subconsciously wanted to explain Martin's existence, but suddenly remembered what he promised Martin yesterday.

'Don't tell anyone about my ability. '

"Nothing, I just had a weird dream yesterday."

Barry laughed it off.

Martin's influence is not forgetting at all, but large-scale brainwashing.

Barry asked the three people in the laboratory a few questions seemingly casually, and confirmed that they had only forgotten the memory related to Martin, and everything else was normal, so he was relieved.

Let Martin's matter rot in his stomach for the time being, and ask him thoroughly when he sees him next time.

...

Gulp!

Martin opened his eyes, to be precise, he had no eyelids now.

His eyes rolled around and saw a piece of water illuminated by the sun.

He opened his mouth, stuck out his tongue, and licked it.

Pah, salty!

Martin shook his head and felt that his whole body was moving. His hands were small and weak, like some soft tissue, and his legs disappeared directly, becoming something swaying.

"Isn't it possible that I have become a fish?"

This thought flashed through Martin's mind, and he was sure that he really became a fish.

Being an animal is not a leisurely thing. The order of human society in nature and bloody survival here are the eternal melody.

Animals without any wisdom can only walk and hunt meaninglessly according to instinct, which is often said by people: "Survival of the fittest".

The leisure and ease that people with only a little money imagine do not exist in nature at all.

In the ocean, the dangers are more numerous and more serious, and the situation of big fish eating small fish is constantly happening.

Martin moved his tail and felt that he was not a big fish. There were no schools of fish around him, which meant that the danger he would face would double.

"Fortunately, this is a shallow water area. As long as we avoid those damn fishermen, we should not encounter any danger in a short time."

Martin thought so, spitting out a series of bubbles from his mouth, waving his tail at the same time, swimming slowly in the diving layer, and swimming meaninglessly with the flow of sea water.

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Since he came to this world, he has been fighting and killing, and has no time to rest at all.

Now, he has become a fish in the ocean, without any special abilities or mysterious props. He can finally take a breath and rest for a while.

Whew!

Martin swung his tail and slapped the water. He jumped out of the sea with all his might, left the ocean for a short time, and then fell back into the sea, splashing water.

Suddenly, a shadow came over, affecting the flow of the seawater and spreading to both sides. Martin was also carried by the seawater to the sides.

The ship was a big ship!

Martin drank several mouthfuls of salty seawater before realizing what the shadow was.

The ocean-going fishing boat dragged a long net behind it, dragging all the marine life swimming in the sea into the net.

Martin shook his head, swung his tail flexibly, swam a few times, and dodged the big net of the fishing boat. He floated to the surface and saw his current appearance clearly through the smooth shell of the fishing boat.

A nearly 40-centimeter-long golden red carp!

"Whose carp would appear in the sea?"

Martin was puzzled for a while, and then put the matter behind him.

He had seen the weirdest things.

Although a carp living in the sea is strange, there is nothing to be surprised about.

But he didn't have any special abilities today. If he encountered such a large fishing boat, he had better run away first, so as not to be caught and sold, and become someone else's pet for viewing, which would be a pity.

Martin's goal for himself today was to relax, not to be someone else's pet and wait for death.

In a moment, the fishing boat had plowed the sea water several times, and after making sure that everything was caught cleanly, it accelerated and left, heading towards another sea area.

"Finally I escaped!"

Martin waved his fins and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

There are always people who want to harm me. I can't be at peace as a fish. I'll be caught and stewed, or even worse, I'll be given to others as a pet.

"If I use a smile to please others, I might as well die directly!"

Martin complained, and then left this sea area to find more fun.

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