Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 5712 (Five Thousand Seven Hundred and Twelve)

The brown-handed man said, "Many of our previous guesses were made without any reliable basis. For some things, we might guess something useful if we keep guessing."

The Gray Hand Man said, "The sound of the rain doesn't seem to be getting louder. Did I hear it wrong? I doubt what I hear and see now. I don't believe what I hear and see as easily as before."

The brown-handed man said, "Me too. Sometimes, even if I see something clearly, I still doubt my own eyes."

The Gray Hand asked, "What about this time? What kind of sound did you hear from the rain?"

"Just like you, it doesn't seem to be getting any bigger." said the man with brown hands.

"You only said 'seemingly'?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Yes, but I don't want to say it absolutely." said the man with brown hands.

"In fact, at this point you no longer think you could have seen it wrong, right?" said the man with gray hands.

"That's basically it." The man with brown hands said, "When it comes to making judgments, it seems that it's not easy for me to say something definite, even if I can't find the possibility of error in a certain judgment." The man with brown hands said.

The Gray Hand said, "Same as you."

"If you think something is really controlled as you just said, then who is controlling it?" asked the brown-handed man.

“I’ve always wanted to ask this question, but I didn’t,” said the Gray Hand Man.

"What are your concerns?" asked the brown-handed man.

"I can't tell you, I'm just worried that asking will have some impact." said the man with gray hands.

"You don't know what aspects it will affect?" asked the brown-handed man.

"I even think that I was overthinking the so-called impact." The gray-handed man said, "You are really amazing to ask directly."

"Do you think I haven't had the concerns you mentioned?" asked the Brown-Handed Man.

"Even though you have appeared before, you are still amazing to have figured it out." The gray-handed man said. "I think you can figure it out, too." The brown-handed man said.

"But the fact is that you asked, and I didn't ask," said the Gray Hand Man.

“But that doesn’t prove anything, does it?” asked the Brown Hand Man.

"It proves that you are indeed extraordinary." said the man with gray hands.

The brown-handed man said, "It seems like we have started a new pattern?"

The Gray-Handed Man heard the mischievous tone in the Brown-Handed Man's voice, so he also said in a mischievous tone: "Yeah, it seems to have started again, and I'm used to it."

"I'm used to it too." said the man with brown hands.

The Gray Hand Man said, “But I still don’t want to delay any longer.”

The brown-handed man said, "I totally understand."

"I am always in conflicting thoughts." said the Gray Hand Man.

"Nothing." The brown-handed man said, "You were also in a state of conflicting thoughts before, but you finally came out of it?"

"Every so-called jump out is only temporary," said the Gray Hand Man.

"But each time you jump out of the so-called immersion before, it is also temporary." The brown-handed man said, "Isn't it?"

"Hmm." The Gray Hand said, "Hearing what you said, I don't have to worry too much about not being able to get out?"

"I am worried, too, but I seem to have suddenly thought of something during this period of time," said the brown-handed man. "Although what I thought of is still not enough to completely put my worries aside, it may make me relax a little when I am worried about something. Sometimes it is like this, and relaxing a little will make the situation different later."

(End of this chapter)