Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 5378 (Five Thousand Three Hundred and Seventy-Eight) Strong

The Gray Hand said, "What do you mean by trying your best to restrain yourself?"

"I...just want to...beat myself...that's it." said the man.

The Gray Hand Man asked, "You've never hit yourself for this before, have you?"

"Not before..." said the man.

The Gray Hand Man asked again, "Do you think you can control it by hitting yourself?"

That person said: "Not necessarily. In fact, restraining myself is a difficult thing for me."

The Gray Hand asked, "Do you think the other Iron Barn people are like this too?"

"No." The man said, "Those Iron Warehouse people just think it's normal for them to bully the Blue Armored People... but they don't have the same... different feelings as me."

"How does it feel?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

“It’s that kind of impulse,” the man replied.

"Have you had that urge since you were a child?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Yes, but it was a long time ago... I don't understand what happened." said the man.

"When did you find out about this?" the Gray Hands man asked again.

The man said, "It was... the time when I asked the spellcaster to cast a spell on me."

The Gray Hand Man asked, "Did he tell you on his own initiative?" "Yes," the man said, "There is something similar to 'Jiang Gong' in my body, but... he couldn't be sure what it was either."

"Did he tell you what this Qiangong was?" the Gray Hand asked.

"I asked him what Qiang Gong was, and he said... it was something that could use something innate in people to stimulate certain impulses." The man said, "I also asked him... if this thing that he said was similar to Qiang Gong could also use something innate in me to stimulate the impulse that made me bully the blue-armored people. He said yes."

The Gray Hand asked, "Did he tell you what those things he said you were born with?"

The man replied, "No. He just said that I am different from others because I have something similar to Qiangong in my body. I also asked him how the difference came about. He said he couldn't say for sure, but... it should be related to something my previous generation did."

Just as that person said this, the brown-handed person whispered to the gray-handed person, "The situation described by the spellcaster has something in common with what we just speculated."

The Gray Hand said, "That's right. Let me ask again."

The Gray Hand asked the man again, "Did you ask again in detail?"

The man said, "I asked, but I didn't get any more information. He said... he couldn't talk about anything he wasn't sure about. He told me that after he cast a spell on me, if I had that impulse again, I must try to control it... The spell he cast on me will help me control it, but... he can only do so much. It can only have a small effect. Whether I can control that impulse or not depends on... myself."

"Do you think that after he cast a spell on you, when you had that kind of impulse again, the impulse was weaker than before?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Weakened." The man said, "Before I wanted to bully the blue-armored man, that impulse was weaker than before, but... just like he said, it was only a little weaker. He... was really good to me. He... tried his best, did a lot for me, and told me a lot of things."

The Gray Hand asked, "Do you think he is a stronger person than you?"

(End of this chapter)