Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 6792 (Six Thousand Seven Hundred and Ninety-Two) Drive Away

The brown-handed man said, "I just didn't say anything for a while, why do you think I was trying to change the subject?"

The Gray Hands man asked, "Does this count as 'a while'?"

"What else?" asked the brown-handed man.

"It's been over a hundred hours at least." said the man with gray hands.

"How long do you consider a moment?" the brown-handed man asked, "Is a moment in your mind so short?"

The Gray Hand Man said to the Brown Hand Man, "It's not that short."

"You haven't told me how long is considered a moment." The man with brown hands said with a smile.

The Gray Hand said, "You want me to tell the time according to our specific algorithm?"

"Then forget it." said the man with brown hands.

"Oh? Why forget it?" asked the man with gray hands.

"Right now, if I use a specific algorithm to tell time, I will think of the past when I followed the Lord to do things." The brown-handed man said, "I don't really want to recall it."

The Gray Hand said, "At this moment, you suddenly don't want to recall the time with your master?"

The brown-handed man said, "Sudden? It doesn't seem that sudden, but I really don't want to think about it at the moment, but certain scenes keep coming to my mind."

"Can the picture be driven away?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

The Brown Hand Man smiled and said, "I'm trying to do that."

"Has it been driven away?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Not yet." said the man with brown hands.

The Gray Hand said, "Keep driving them away." "Then won't you tell me about calculating the time right away?" The Brown Hand said, "And use our special algorithm."

"Stop talking. You've made it so clear. I can't continue saying that." said the man with gray hands.

"You seem quite serious." The brown-handed man said, "Actually, my problem is not that serious."

The Gray Hand Man said, "It's better for me not to even mention the time now."

"How come you don't even mention time anymore?" asked the man with brown hands.

"To prevent you from thinking too much." said the man with gray hands.

The brown-handed man said, "I can think of too much, but this little bit doesn't matter."

"Won't that make it more difficult to expel them?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Not necessarily." The brown-handed man said, "Earlier, we talked about the topic of time. At that time, I always wanted to avoid it. Now I don't want to avoid this topic anymore."

"Yes. I hope you won't remember the scenes you don't want to remember." said the Gray Hand Man.

"Maybe you won't think about it again after a while." said the man with brown hands.

"How can you be sure?" Gray Hand asked, "Do you know when you will stop thinking about it?"

"It's better not to know." The brown-handed man smiled, "If at some point I suddenly realize that I haven't thought about it for a while, then I might remember it again soon. After all, when I mention 'not wanting to', I will think of the specific content of 'not wanting to', and then it will be triggered, which is equivalent to thinking about it again."

The Gray Hand Man said to the Brown Hand Man, "That's true. If that's the case, then you should just let yourself forget it naturally."

The Brown Hand Man said to the Gray Hand Man, "Yes, it is even possible that some of the things that emerged will disappear on their own when I don't specifically drive them away."

"Perhaps changing the subject can help." The Gray Hand Man said, "We haven't actually finished talking about the topic from earlier. I'll assume that you didn't really want to change it. Is it about time to talk about it now?"

(End of this chapter)