Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 5113 (Five Thousand One Hundred and Thirteen)

The Gray Hand Man said, "His appearance has not changed. Perhaps he is really immersed in another world."

"He actually said 'the end' just now?" The brown-handed man asked, "Does he still think he is in that world just now?"

"It's hard to say." The Gray Hand Man said, "Maybe he's still there."

“Although he thinks the ‘end’ has come, he doesn’t think he has moved to another world?” said the brown-handed man.

"That's very likely." said the Gray Hand Man.

As the two were talking, even greater changes occurred on the tree beads.

"It's really connected into one piece." said the man with brown hands.

"I was wondering if the stars would become the same color after they were connected into a whole," said the Gray Hand Man, "It turns out that they won't."

"It feels really good right now." said the man with brown hands.

"Those stars always keep their own colors, and they blend in very harmoniously with the colors of other stars," said the Gray Hand Man, "just like that, they form a bright piece."

The brown-handed man said, "Yes, it looks better because of the different colors."

"It would be quite boring if they were all the same." said the man with gray hands.

"That's not what you would say," said the man with brown hands.

"Yes." The Gray Hand said, "If I were to follow my previous thinking, I might think being boring is pretty good."

The brown-handed man said, "It's the same for me. Being boring is even less likely to arouse emotions or anything like that. Now it seems that being interesting but arousing emotions is okay. Isn't that good?"

The Gray Hand said, "At this moment, in this environment, you and I both think that something that might arouse emotions is not bad."

The brown-handed man said, "Didn't expect it? I didn't expect it either."

"Unexpected." The Gray Hand Man said, "A strange situation like today's is totally unexpected."

The brown-handed man said, "I think I've thought of something else."

"What did you think of?" asked the Gray Hand Man. "It's related to what we just thought of," said the Brown Hand Man.

"Are you talking about what we just talked about related to the stars?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Yes." said the brown-handed man.

The Gray Hand asked again, "You said that during that period just now, when you thought of those ordinary people, the ones we remembered were some people we had met earlier. Is that the case?"

"Yes," said the Brown-Handed Man.

"Are the ordinary people you are thinking of some kind of early people?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"It seems that I have a better impression of it." said the man with brown hands.

"Oh?" said the Gray Hand Man, "It seems that it's not that we can't remember it, but that the time has not come yet."

"Maybe it's what you said." The brown-handed man said, "At this moment, I have a better impression. But even now, I can't say that I really remember it."

"What do you remember?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"As far as I can remember, I have seen some people with emotions in my early years." The brown-handed man said, "Those people gave me the feeling that they were alive."

The Gray Hand said, "Now that you mention it, I have the same impression."

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

"Those people seem to be able to express happiness and pain, and it seems quite natural." said the man with gray hands.

"Does anyone appear before your eyes?" asked the man with brown hands.

"No." The Gray Hand Man said, "Did you see it in front of you?"

“No,” said the Brown-Handed Man. “I just hoped it would appear, but it didn’t.”

(End of this chapter)