Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 5642 (five thousand six hundred and forty-two) sixty-two

Gray Hands said, "So, the possibility that he did this on purpose is actually quite small?"

"Yes." The brown-handed man said, "Based on the current situation, it should be like this."

Gray Hand Man said: "Then let's analyze other possibilities first."

"Other possibilities..." said the brown-handed man, "I don't even know where to start analyzing it."

"I don't know either." The Gray Hand said, "It seems difficult to know these things now. It's just like crossing the river by feeling the stones."

The Brown-Handed Man said, “I feel like even the stones are hollow.”

"The stones appear and disappear." The man with gray hands said, "It seems to be more difficult than crossing the river by feeling the stones."

The brown-handed man said again, "It's almost time."

"Six-two is coming so soon?" Gray Hand said, "I feel like it won't take long this time."

The brown-handed man said, "Because something in the middle attracted your attention, right?"

"Yes." The Gray Hand Man said, "The blue paper that floated down did make me think a lot. When I thought about this, I probably couldn't feel the speed of time."

The brown-handed man said, "Me too. In fact, in this matter, we are now quite similar to the ordinary people we usually talk about."

The Gray Hand Man said, "That's right. This is what we usually call ordinary people. When their attention is drawn to something, they may not easily feel the passage of time."

"Yes," said the brown-handed man, "When I'm not doing anything specifically, or when my attention isn't drawn to something, even when I'm talking, I sometimes feel that time is moving forward, and it's moving slowly."

"Tell me, were you and I like this before?" asked the man with gray hands.

"Before you spit out that thing?" asked the brown-handed man.

"Yes," said the Gray Hand Man.

"In fact, I've never felt that time passed so quickly before." said the man with brown hands.

"You too?" asked the man with gray hands.

"Yeah, let's make the hissing sound first. Since we have set the time, we shouldn't miss it, right?" said the brown-handed man.

"Okay." said the Gray Hand Man. "As soon as the Gray Hand Man finished speaking, the two of them made a hissing sound again at the same time." said the Brown Hand Man.

"Any reaction?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"It's not clear yet." said the man with brown hands.

"Let's keep our eyes on the sky," said the Gray-Handed Man.

"Are you still thinking about the blue paper?" asked the man with brown hands.

"Yes." The Gray Hand said, "But in fact, I am thinking about more than just blue paper."

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

The Gray Hand Man said, "It counts for everything."

“Anything that could possibly fall from above?” asked the Brown-Handed Man.

"Yes." The Gray Hand Man said, "The one I'm watching right now is the floating one."

"If it's not blue paper floating, what might be floating?" asked the man with brown hands.

"Anything is possible." The Gray Hand said, "Of course, what I think is possible may be the most unlikely."

The brown-handed man said, "Anyway, you're thinking of something like blue paper that might float down from above, right?"

"Yes," said the Gray Hand Man.

"It's not floating yet." The brown-handed man said, "Do you feel it will float again?"

"It seems unlikely." The Gray Hand said, "Of course, it's still not certain."

The Brown-Handed Man said, "Do you see any changes in him?"

"No." The Gray Hand said, "Did you find it?"

"No." The brown-handed man said, "The corners of his eyes and mouth were like this just now, and they are still like this now. Isn't it tiring to keep it like this?"

(End of this chapter)