Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 5259 (Five Thousand Two Hundred and Fifty Nine) Traveling

At this point, he paused, thought for a moment, and said, "I don't know how...how to say it."

The reason why that person didn't dare to say it was because he felt that if he described the place where the Gray Hand Man and the Brown Hand Man were as a place that was "not the real world", then he would say that the Gray Hand Man and the Brown Hand Man were not people from the real world. If he regarded this environment as "another world", then he would also say that the Gray Hand Man and the Brown Hand Man were people from another world. Of course, he didn't dare to say such a thing, because in his heart, the Gray Hand Man and the Brown Hand Man were not ordinary people, and they were people he couldn't afford to offend. When facing such people, his previous habit of facing people he couldn't afford to offend would make him speak very carefully.

The Gray Hand Man asked, "Say whatever you think."

The man thought for a moment and said, "I still say... I still say that this is the real world."

"What do you mean?" the Gray Hand asked. "You don't firmly believe this, do you?"

The man said, "I... am not firm enough, because... because I don't know... this kind of environment is definitely not something I have ever faced before."

The Gray Hand Man said, "Then why don't you say this is another world?"

"Because... I... don't think it's necessary." said the man.

"If necessary, would you consider this to be another world?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"It seems..." the man said, "I didn't know just now, but now that I think about it... I feel... it seems that I don't know either."

"Why?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I... can't say that you all are from another world." said the man.

"So it's because of us?" the Gray Hand Man asked. "That... is indeed a reason." The man said, "But at this time... I thought of... another reason."

"What's the reason?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I feel like... I wasn't very far away at all." said the man.

"Didn't you leave anywhere?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"The real world," the man said. "Every time I go to another world, I always feel like I've been traveling for a long time... an indescribable feeling of tiredness. After entering this place... I really don't have that feeling."

"What about when you entered the Dark Siege?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Neither do I." said the man.

He thought about it again, as if he had found a sufficient reason, and said quickly: "Yes, that's it! I... whether I have been to another world... whether I have been to a place that does not belong to the real world, I can probably judge it based on this feeling! This judgment should be accurate. As long as I don't feel tired after traveling for a long time after arriving at a place, then... that means that I... that world belongs to the real world, but if it does, then that world is... another world."

"Just based on your own feelings, can you judge whether the place you are in is another world?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

After hearing the Gray Hands' question, the man felt that his previous judgment method seemed a bit ridiculous, but he still couldn't think of any other way to judge, so he said, "I... I haven't thought of any other way to judge, so... so I said this. This... is just my feeling. I'm just an ordinary person. At present... I'm judging by my feeling."

(End of this chapter)