Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 5784 (five thousand seven hundred and eighty-four) Brown yarn

"No." The brown-handed man said, "It's just a random estimate."

The Gray Hand asked, "You don't believe it yourself?"

The brown-handed man replied, “I don’t believe it.”

"What if this is your deep feeling?" Gray Hand asked, "Would you believe it?"

"Is it possible to assume this?" The brown-handed man laughed.

The Gray Hand said, "Yes, it's just a hypothesis, so there's no framework. You can make any assumptions you want."

The brown-handed man said, "Okay."

The Gray Hands man deliberately said in a naughty tone: "You didn't answer."

The brown-handed man said, "I will answer now. If this is a deep feeling, I have a high probability of believing it."

"Don't want to say it absolutely?" asked the man with gray hands.

"On the one hand, I don't want to say it absolutely. On the other hand, even if this is a deep feeling, I can't assume that it is definitely true." The brown-handed man replied.

The Gray Hands asked again: "That's right. In such an environment, there is really nothing I can absolutely trust."

The brown-handed man said, “I wonder how long it will take for the yarn to change color.”

The Gray Hand Man asked, "Will it change until the sound of rain starts again?"

"Why do you think so?" asked the Brown-Handed Man.

"It's just a blind guess." said the man with gray hands.

The brown-handed man asked, "Do you think there is any connection between the changing color of the green gauze and the sound of rain in his abdomen?"

"I don't think so." The Gray Hand Man said, "Do you think so?"

"Me?" said the brown-handed man. "I don't think so either."

The man with gray hands said, "So you were just saying it casually."

"Yes," said the Brown-Handed Man.

"The color of the yarn I saw turned brown and it became fixed at this color," said the man with gray hands.

"Brown yarn?" said the man with brown hands, "Will it change again?"

"I don't know." The Gray Hand Man replied.

"No feeling at all?" asked the Brown Hand Man. The Gray Hand Man said, "Yes, a little, but that feeling only appeared after you asked that question."

The Brown-Handed Man said, "Do you feel it will change again, or not?"

The Gray Hand said, "I think so."

The brown-handed man asked, "Do you have a sense of what color it will turn into?"

"It seems to be green." said the man with gray hands.

"After the brown yarn turns back into green yarn, will it no longer change into other colors?" asked the man with brown hands.

"Not really." The Gray Hand Man said, "Maybe it will turn yellow."

"Is this what you feel too?" asked the Brown-Handed Man.

"No." said the Gray Hand Man, "I was just guessing again."

The man with brown hands asked, "Can you see the numbers on the brown yarn now?"

"I can't see clearly." said the man with gray hands.

"Or is it because it always shows only its side?" asked the Brown-Handed Man.

Gray Hand Man replied: "Yes. I tried to see the front of it, but it changed its angle, so I could only see the side."

The brown-handed man said, "If the brown yarn turns yellow, will you be able to see the front side?"

The Gray Hand said, "Do you think that the Green Yarn Stage and the Brown Yarn Stage might be preparation stages?"

"Now that you mention it, I think that's what you mean." said the man with brown hands.

The Gray Hand Man then asked, "Will the yellowing be the final stage?"

The brown-handed man said, "According to what you just said, it should be."

The Gray Hand asked, "Now do you expect the brown yarn to turn yellow?"

“I don’t think I’m looking forward to it that much.” The brown-handed man replied.

The Gray Hand Man said again: "Why? Don't you want to be disappointed?"

The brown-handed man said, "Before it turns yellow, as long as you haven't seen the front, there is still hope."

(End of this chapter)