Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 5256 (Five Thousand Two Hundred and Fifty Six) Want to Steal

“Because it’s complicated?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Maybe... maybe." The man said, "That feeling is indeed... not simple."

The Gray Hands asked again: "Can you guess why the child is crying?"

The man replied: "I don't know... but I think... in general, when a child cries, it means... the tenant's needs... are not being met."

The Gray Hand said, "Do you think the child's state is similar to your state at that time?"

"Yes." The man said, "very similar. I think... the reason why I felt that the crying child was like... myself is because... my needs were also... not met. My situation at that time was actually very similar to that child. I... I wanted to escape from the darkness and cold, I wanted to... move... grab the spring over there, pull it over, but... my needs could not be met at all... I... I couldn't move, I couldn't grab the spring over there."

"Do you think there are obvious differences between the needs of ordinary children when they cry and your needs?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"A noticeable difference?" the man asked.

"Children have such needs... they need it themselves, but... in fact, children have no ill will towards others, right?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Yes." said the man.

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt that there was something else behind the Gray Hand Man's words, and he said, "If you think that I... I have that kind of need to be malicious towards others, then... then... I admit it. I think it is normal for a person to be malicious towards others because of his own needs."

"Normal?" Gray Hand asked, "Why is it normal?"

"It's just like fighting over resources. I have that need, and so do others... I think... Everyone wants it. When I don't get it, I will naturally... feel ill-will towards those who get it." The man said.

"Naturally?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Yeah, it's just... a very natural thing." said the man.

"Do you think that many things must be 'robbed'?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Yeah... we just want to rob." The man said. "At this time, you won't think of 'sharing' or anything like that." The gray-handed man said.

"Of course not." The man said, "I think... a lot of times, so-called sharing is just a joke."

"You don't believe it at all?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I don't believe it." said the man.

"But you must have shared something with others." said the man with gray hands.

"Really?" the man said.

"For example, a certain environment." said the man with gray hands.

"Those...oh...you decide...just let it go." said the man.

“There are others,” said the Gray Hand Man.

"You can say that," the man said, "but...but I like to belong to a certain type of people or even... to a certain person."

"Even if others pay a price for your exclusivity, you don't mind?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I don't think so." The man said, "If I can make others pay a price for my exclusive possession, then... then that proves that I am powerful. I am a strong man..."

"When do you think you developed this mentality?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Actually... it has been there for a long time." The man said, "It seems to have been there since I was a child."

(End of this chapter)