Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 5768 (five thousand seven hundred and sixty-eight) Full Picture

"I thought again about what would happen if they were really connected together." said the brown-handed man.

"Is it a good feeling or a bad feeling?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Generally speaking, it's not good." The brown-handed man said, "I can't say anything. I'm a little worried that what I say will come true, although my worry is meaningless."

The man with the gray hands said, "The sound of the rain has become quieter again."

"Yeah, it seems like it's about to stop again." said the man with brown hands.

"Do you think it will stop immediately?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

The Brown-Handed Man said, “It doesn’t look like it’s going to stop anytime soon.”

The Gray Hand Man asked, "Is there any necessary connection between the sound of the rain and the things that appeared above the tree bead?"

"I haven't figured it out yet." The brown-handed man said, "But we can't rule out the possibility of a connection."

The Gray Hand said: "I haven't figured it out yet, I just thought of it this way."

The brown-handed man added: "I wonder how long the two 'wings' above will flap."

The Gray Hands said, "The wings flap like this, but there is no wind."

"Yes." The brown-handed man said, "Will it blow the wind out of his abdomen so that we can hear the sound of the wind?"

"You've connected all of this together." said the man with gray hands.

"I don't think it's possible, actually. When we heard the wind just now, we didn't see the 'wings' flapping." The brown-handed man said, "I'm just making a random connection."

Gray Hand said: "You think it's a random connection, so it's good to say it out. Maybe it can lead to other ideas."

"At least it hasn't brought out any other useful ideas yet." said the brown-handed man.

The Gray Hand Man said, "It passed before my eyes again. This time I could only see part of it."

"Are you still sure it is the number?" asked the brown-handed man. "Yes, I am sure." said the gray-handed man.

The brown-handed man asked again, "Is it similar to the situation just now where you could only see part of it?"

"Almost." The Gray Hand Man said, "This time the number is too large, and I only saw a small part."

"You only saw part of it last time. How did you see it clearly later?" The brown-handed man asked, "Did the number you saw shrink by itself?"

"You know all this?" asked the man with gray hands.

"Really?" asked the Brown-Handed Man.

The Gray Hand Man said again, "It is true. That number passed by my eyes. After passing by my eyes several times, it suddenly shrank and I could see its full appearance."

The brown-handed man asked, "Are you still seeing a part of the number moving back and forth in front of your eyes?"

"Yeah, it hasn't stopped yet." said the man with gray hands.

"However it flies, it won't block your sight?" asked the brown-handed man.

"No. It's almost transparent." The Gray Hand Man said, "It moves quite fast. Although no matter how it moves, I can only see part of it."

"Do you think it will shrink in a moment?" asked the Brown-Handed Man.

"I don't know if it will shrink, but I feel that it should let me see the whole picture." The Gray Hand said, "It is also possible that it will still let me see it by shrinking it."

The brown-handed man asked again, "Do you think the wait will be long?"

The Gray Hand Man replied: "I can't feel it."

The brown-handed man asked, "You didn't even feel the surface this time?"

"No." The Gray Hand said, "If I feel something superficially like that later, I'll tell you."

(End of this chapter)