Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 5473 (five thousand four hundred and seventy-three) Too Congested

The Gray Hand asked, "Why do you want to emphasize that it is not based on your theory?"

The man replied, "Because... I think my theory is applicable to humans. But... the blue-armored people are actually... not really humans. I didn't think of this when I talked about it so much before. Sometimes I mixed the blue-armored people with the iron warehouse people, and sometimes I could tell them apart. But this time, I... thought about it and really made a clear distinction. The blue-armored people should be bullied because they are blue-armored people, not because they are weak. I think... even if there are strong ones among the blue-armored people... they deserve to be bullied. Of course... there are no strong ones among the blue-armored people."

The Gray Hand Man asked, "What if someone among the Blue Armored People is so powerful that others feel they can't afford to offend them?"

"Who can I make feel... untouchable?" the man asked. "A man in blue armor, anyway... I won't feel untouchable."

The Gray Hand Man asked, "You haven't seen all the Blue Armored Men."

The man was stunned for a moment and said, "I know after seeing some of them...those people are just not good enough."

The Gray Hand asked, "Everyone is different, isn't he?"

The man said, “Yes.”

After saying this, the man felt that he had something else to say, but he couldn't remember what he was going to say, so he continued: "Although this is true...but..."

The Gray Hand asked, "But what happened?"

"I want to say something...but...I can't remember what to say." said the man.

"Do you want me to give you some time to think about it, or do you want me to just give up and let it go?" asked the man with gray hands.

"Can you give me some time to think?" the man asked.

"Just do it if you think it's necessary." said the man with gray hands.

"I...actually I don't dare to ask you to give me time to think, but... "the man said, "If I don't say the rest of the words, I...will feel blocked in my heart."

"In that case, I'll give you some time to think about it," said the Gray Hand Man.

"You won't do this to me then..." the man said. The Gray Hands man knew what he meant before he even finished speaking, and said, "What will I do to you? Just think of it."

"The words are on the tip of my tongue," the man said.

"Then just tell me." said the man with gray hands.

“I haven’t figured it out yet… I… am thinking about it.” said the man.

"Well, think about it." The Gray Hand Man said, "Don't worry about anything else. I won't do anything to you."

"I'm just worried that I haven't... figured it out." said the man.

"Didn't you say that the words were on the tip of your tongue?" said the Gray Hand Man, "Then you must have figured it out soon."

The man said, "But... sometimes even if the words are on the tip of your tongue... you may not be able to think of them."

The Gray Hand asked, "Are you not going to think about it?"

The man added: "I still...want to speak it out, otherwise I'll feel too blocked inside, but if I don't think of it..."

The Gray Hand Man asked, "If you haven't figured it out, forget it. Just think about it quickly."

The man said, "Well... OK."

The Gray Hand Man whispered to the Brown Hand Man, "Am I very wrong?"

"What aspect are you talking about?" the brown-handed man whispered to the gray-handed man.

"He just talked so much nonsense and went around in circles, but I didn't feel that he was wasting his time, nor did I find him annoying. This is completely different from when I asked him questions at the beginning." said the man with gray hands.

(End of this chapter)