Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 5670 (Five Thousand Six Hundred and Seventy) Waves
After saying this, Gray Hands felt that it was unreasonable and said, "Actually, it's not what I said. If what we do can lead us to a useful conclusion, it proves that what we did is useful in itself."

The brown-handed man asked, "Will it be possible that as time goes by and the environment changes, we will be able to do useful things smoothly now?"

The Gray Hand Man said, "If that's the case, it would be great, but is there really such a good thing?"

The brown-handed man said, "It seems difficult, but if I think about it like I just did, it seems like it has already happened."

"Do you want to believe it?" asked the man with gray hands.

"If believing will make us change our next actions, then there is no harm in believing." said the brown-handed man.

The Gray Hand Man said again: "Then I will believe it first, and then what should we do?"

The brown-handed man asked, "Do you really believe it?"

"It's not sincere, so just force yourself to believe it and give it a try." said the man with gray hands.

"Since you've made this decision, I'll force myself to believe it." The brown-handed man said, "Should we continue to find a way to communicate with him?"

"Let him pay attention to you and me?" asked the man with gray hands.

"That's right." said the man with brown hands.

"What if it doesn't make the hissing sound like before?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Does it make any other noise?" said the Brown Hand. "Does it mean anything?"

The Gray Hand Man said, "Listen!"

"Is he there?" asked the Brown-Handed Man.

"Yes." said the Gray Hand Man.

"There's a new sound," said the Brown Hand. "Is this what you mean?"

“Yes,” said the Gray Hand Man, “Not only that, but all the previous sounds have disappeared.”

"Yes, ever since I heard the new voice, until now, I have never heard those voices that I thought were related to him again, including the flute-like sound." said the man with brown hands.

Gray Hand said, "What is that new sound you hear?"

"The sound of waves." said the brown-handed man. "Yes, that's the sound of waves I heard too." said the gray-handed man.

The Brown-Handed Man asked again, "Where do you think the sound came from?"

The Gray Hand said, "From his abdomen."

The Brown-Handed Man said, “I think so too.”

"Did you see any change in his expression?" the Gray Hand said. "I don't think so."

"I don't see any." The brown-handed man said, "I still don't find any changes in the tree beads."

The Gray Hand Man said, "Do you think he can hear the sound coming from his abdomen right now?"

"It doesn't look like he can hear it. Of course, even if he can hear it, he won't necessarily show any changes that you and I can see," said the brown-handed man.

"So it is still impossible to judge? Is that right?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Yes." said the man with brown hands.

The Gray Hands said again, "Do you hear the sound of the waves change?"

"Yes, it seems the waves are getting bigger." The brown-handed man said, "How about you?"

"I heard that feeling too," said the man with gray hands.

"This shouldn't be an illusion between you and me, right?" asked the brown-handed man.

"Hallucination?" The man with gray hands was stunned.

"What?" asked the brown-handed man.

"I just suddenly heard this word and thought of some feelings you and I had before." said the man with gray hands.

"Do you think that some of the feelings you and I had before might have been hallucinations?" asked the Brown-Handed Man.

(End of this chapter)