Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 5752 (Five Thousand Seven Hundred and Fifty Two) Spread Out
The brown-handed man said, "The more you say it will always be like this, the more I feel reluctant."

"I understand what you mean. Let me be frank. If there is no future, it will always be like this." The Gray Hand Man said, "Think about it carefully, it's not bad. Many people will face various changes. Since people like you and me don't want the way we get along to change again, then it's not bad this way. At least this aspect will not change again."

The Brown-Handed Man said, “Nothing will ever change again.”

The Gray Hand Man said, "But in that case, we won't have much longer to continue getting along this way."

The Brown-Handed Man said, "It is what it is. It is better than having no future after the change, isn't it?"

"Are you so easily satisfied?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"What can I do if it's not easy to be satisfied?" asked the Brown-Handed Man.

The Gray Hand Man said, "Yeah, so what?"

"The ease of being satisfied now is different from before I accepted the transformation." said the brown-handed man.

"Why is it different?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"It seemed that I wasn't really me at that time." The brown-handed man said, "Although whether it was then or now, I don't have much choice."

The Gray Hand said, "Listen, is the wind coming again?"

"This time there was only the sound of wind," said the brown-handed man, "and there was no sound of rain at all."

The Gray Hand Man said, "Should we breathe in?"

"Let's suck it, what do you think?" asked the man with brown hands.

"Okay." said the man with gray hands.

They both inhaled at the same time.

Suddenly, the sound of the wind disappeared.

"Why did it stop so quickly this time?" asked the man with gray hands.

"I don't know." The brown-handed man said, "Will it happen again?"

"I don't know either." said the man with gray hands, "I feel it should." "Surface feeling?" asked the man with brown hands.

"Yes," said the Gray Hand Man, "it's just the surface feeling."

The brown-handed man added, "I have the same superficial feeling."

The Gray Hand Man said, "Then we will believe it."

The brown-handed man asked, "Do you think the rain will pick up again in a while?"

"I feel the same way," said the Gray Hand Man.

"It's the surface feeling again." said the brown-handed man.

"Yeah." said the Gray Hand Man. "What about you?"

"Me too." said the brown-handed man.

"I observed him and the area above the tree bead, and nothing changed." said the man with gray hands.

"I'm a little worried that something might happen to the area above the tree bead." said the man with brown hands.

"Which kind?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"There's something shiny in the middle of the wing you just saw and the wing I saw," said the brown-handed man.

"Are you worried that something new will appear to connect the two wings?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Yes," the Brown-Handed Man said again, "I think some changes above the tree bead seem to affect the sound of wind and rain."

The Gray Hand said, "Are you worried that if something connecting the two wings appears above the tree bead, the sound of wind or rain will not appear again, and we will not be able to do what we agreed to do just now?"

"Yes." The brown-handed man said, "Although I also think that this idea may be an overthinking."

"Now that you mention it, I think we should consider this possibility." The Gray Hand said, "If the sound of wind and rain no longer appears, will he continue like this?"

(End of this chapter)