Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 5797 (five thousand seven hundred and ninety-seven) Middle Level

The brown-handed man said, "After listening to what you said, I thought about it myself and felt that it was indeed true."

"Is that so?" The Gray Hand Man smiled deliberately.

"What do you mean by speaking in that tone?" said the Brown-Handed Man with a smile.

The Gray Hand Man smiled and said, "That's what I meant."

"Do you still think I'm stuck in some pattern?" said the brown-handed man.

"That's what you said yourself." The Gray-Handed Man continued in a mischievous tone.

The brown-handed man said, "When I said that, I was asking a question, not stating a fact."

"That's what you said too." The man with gray hands said deliberately.

At this moment, a heptagonal frame appeared inside the seventh circular frame.

"Something really appeared." The brown-handed man said, "Inside the seventh circular frame."

"That's not a round frame," said the Gray Hand Man.

"There are seven sides, right?" asked the brown-handed man.

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

"In other words, what you and I said just now are not completely correct?" asked the brown-handed man.

"Not necessarily." said the man with gray hands.

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

The Gray Hand Man replied, "You have already guessed it."

"Do you really think so?" asked the Brown-Handed Man.

"Yes," said the Gray Hand Man, "you guessed my thoughts."

The brown-handed man said, "You can think that I am guessing what will happen to the thing in the seventh circle next, not your idea." The gray-handed man heard that the brown-handed man was speaking in a naughty tone again, so he responded in a similar tone: "You can think that I am just teasing you."

"Haha!" said the brown-handed man, "I don't know why, but I think it's quite funny."

The Gray-Handed Man knew that when the Brown-Handed Man said “I think it’s funny” he was just talking about his personal feelings, and it was not what the two usually said about “surface” or “deep” feelings. But he still asked: “What do you think? Oh, is this your surface feeling or your deep feeling?”

The brown-handed man didn't expect the gray-handed man to suddenly say this, and laughed, "This is the feeling of the 'middle level'."

The Gray Hand Man smiled and said, "What? I didn't hear that clearly."

"I said it clearly, but you didn't hear it clearly." said the man with brown hands.

"Yes." The Gray Hand said, "Just because you speak clearly doesn't mean I can hear you clearly, right?"

The brown-handed man smiled deliberately and said "Oh".

The Gray Hand said, "Speak."

"What are you talking about?" asked the Brown-Handed Man in a playful tone.

"Repeat what you just said." The Gray Hand Man said with a smile.

The brown-handed man joked, "'Repeat'? That means 'recite', right?"

The Gray Hand Man smiled and said, "Of course you can recite it."

"That's fine?" said the brown-handed man. "Wow, that's even more interesting. This time you don't have to 'recite' what I said. I can just 'recite' it myself."

The Gray Hand said, "It's convenient to 'recite' your own poems, right? Besides, it can be considered a form of repetition."

The Brown Hand said, "You really want me to 'recite'? Or repeat?"

"Yes." said the Gray Hand Man, "How else should I continue what you just said?"

The brown-handed man said, "That's right. Well, I will recite it next. You won't say that I am repeating it because of the environment, right?"

(End of this chapter)