Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 7220 (Seven Thousand Two Hundred and Twenty) Find Me
“Agree to what?” the brown-handed man said. “You need to make it clear what you agree to.”

“I agree that compared to ‘fast,’ ‘slow’ is slow,” the gray-handed man laughed. “Does that make sense now?”

“Yes,” said the brown-handed man.

"Why did you answer me with just one word again?" Gray-Handed Man asked.

“Because one word is enough,” said the brown-handed man.

"We've been talking quite a bit for a while now, haven't we?" Grayhand asked.

“Yes, what’s wrong?” the brown-handed man asked.

"Why is the character '一' appearing again and again?" the gray-handed man asked.

The brown-handed man asked, "Is there a necessary connection between what happened just now and what's happening now?"

The gray-handed man laughed and said, "Actually, there isn't one."

The brown-handed man said, "Then do you think it's reasonable for you to ask that question?"

“That makes sense,” said the gray-handed man.

"You say that makes sense?" the brown-handed man asked.

“Yes,” said the gray-handed man, “that makes sense.”

"What's the logic behind that?" the brown-handed man asked.

“I asked you, ‘We talked quite a lot for a while just now, didn’t we?’ You said so too, which means we feel the same way,” said the Gray-Handed Man.

“So what if they’re the same?” the brown-handed man asked.

The gray-handed man said, "At least it's not just my imagination."

"Are you still worried that it's just your imagination? Don't overthink it," said the brown-handed man.

"This still needs to be confirmed," said the gray-handed man.

"Are you just asking me to confirm?" the brown-handed man asked.

“Yes,” said the gray-handed man.

"How can I confirm this with you?" the brown-handed man asked. "If our feelings align, then it's confirmed," the gray-handed man replied.

“Just because we feel the same way doesn’t mean it’s not your imagination,” the brown-handed man laughed.

The gray-handed man laughed, "Are you trying to tell me, 'It might just be a shared illusion,'?"

The brown-handed man laughed and said, "I did think of that, but hearing you say it still makes me laugh a little, though I can't quite put my finger on why."

The gray-handed man said, "Is this the situation you were thinking of?"

The brown-handed man said, "That's right."

"Now can you explain what's funny?" Grayhand asked.

"Still not," said the brown-handed man. "It's only been a short while! It couldn't be done just now, but it's done now? That's too fast!"

"Isn't it all the same whether it changes quickly or slowly?" the gray-handed man asked.

“Hmm, not fresh,” the brown-handed man chuckled.

“Actually, I think it’s funny too,” Grayhand said. “And I know why I think it’s funny.”

The brown-handed man laughed and said, "Tell me about it."

Grayhand said, "Personally, it was because I thought about things like 'it might be a shared illusion,' and then I thought about it a little more and found it funny. We both had the same illusion, and the thought of it made me want to laugh."

The brown-handed man laughed and said, "You think that possibility is unlikely?"

Grayhand said, "I haven't thought much about how likely it is."

The brown-handed man said, "Why didn't they think about this much?"

“I haven’t really thought about it much. If you think I’ve thought about it deeply, but you just won’t admit it, there’s nothing I can do,” said the gray-handed man.

“I didn’t say that,” said the Brown-Handed Man.

“I know you didn’t say that, but did you think that way?” Grayhand asked.

“I don’t think so,” the brown-handed man laughed.

“I believe you,” said the gray-handed man.