Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 5781 (five thousand seven hundred and eighty-one) Thickness

The Gray Hand said, "Isn't it easy to figure out? Oh, I think I understand what it means."

"Even though I think I said what I wanted to say, if I am still under his control, some of my reactions may still be affected by something." The brown-handed man said, "Is what I said the same as you think?"

"Almost." The Gray Hand said, "How likely do you think this is?"

“It’s hard to say,” said the brown-handed man, “but no matter what, I feel that I am still very different from before. To some extent, what I say should be what I want to say.”

The Gray Hand Man said, “I feel the same way.”

"Did you see the number clearly?" asked the man with brown hands.

"I haven't seen it clearly yet." The Gray Hand Man said, "The thread holding it has also begun to change."

"What changes?" asked the Brown-Handed Man.

"Sometimes thick, sometimes thin." said the man with gray hands.

The Brown Hand asked, "What will this change lead to?"

"I can't see what it will lead to at the moment." The Gray Hand Man said, "From what I see now, it seems to be a pure change of coarse and fine, which doesn't seem to have much effect on the number that appears."

The brown-handed man asked, "When its thickness changes, will the silk inside the green yarn change?"

"No." The gray-handed man said, "It should not have changed at all. The few threads of control number did not affect the threads inside the green yarn when they changed."

The brown-handed man asked, "Is the change in thickness obvious?"

"It's very obvious when it gets thicker, but not so obvious when it gets thinner," said the gray-handed man. "Every time it gets thicker, it's much thicker than when it first came out, but every time it gets thinner, it's not much thinner than when it first came out."

The brown-handed man asked, "When this change occurred, the numbers remained the same until now?"

"Yes," said the Gray Hand Man.

The brown-handed man said again, "I wonder when you will be able to see the number clearly." "The number changes, as if it is deliberately not letting me see it." The gray-handed man said, "I changed the angle. If it didn't move, I should be able to see it clearly, but it happened to move, so I couldn't see it again."

The brown-handed man asked, "What do you see as the side? A line?"

"This time it's just a noodle." said the man with gray hands.

"Oh?" the brown-handed man asked, "Noodles?"

"Yes, it's just a plane." The Gray Hand Man said, "The number I saw this time was actually three-dimensional."

The brown-handed man said, "Isn't it the previous times?"

"Not always." The Gray Hand said, "The situation I see is different every time."

The brown-handed man said, "Have you seen a flat surface?"

"That's right," said the Gray Hand Man.

"Is this the first time something three-dimensional has appeared?" asked the Brown-Handed Man.

"It's not the first time." said the man with gray hands.

The brown-handed man asked, "When you saw three-dimensional numbers before, there was no situation like this, right?"

"It didn't show up at all." The Gray Hand Man said, "This is the first time I've seen green yarn."

"The side of the three-dimensional number you see is a plane." The brown-handed man said, "What do you think this three-dimensional number looks like? Does it look like something we have seen before?"

"Like..." Gray Hand said, "It must be like something we have seen before. Hey, why do you suddenly ask such a question?"

"I just thought of it and wanted to know how different it was from what I thought." said the brown-handed man.

(End of this chapter)