Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 5770 (five thousand seven hundred and seventy) Active
The Gray Hand Man said, "Then I will say it. What I mean is, this is not my superficial feeling, and of course my deep feeling has not appeared either. This is just what I think, the result of my thinking. It is different from the so-called feeling that we just talked about that involves the characteristics of people like us."

"Haha..." The brown-handed man laughed, "Why are you explaining it so seriously?"

The Gray Hand Man said, "Without such a serious explanation, can you laugh like this?"

The brown-handed man was stunned and asked, "Let me laugh?"

The Gray Hand said, "Didn't you just say that I was starting to say those words to lighten the mood again?"

"Yes, that was just now." said the man with brown hands.

"It was like this just now, and it's like this now." The man with gray hands said, "It's good for adjusting the atmosphere. Besides, aren't you like this too?"
The brown-handed man said, "Do you also cherish this time like me and do something to make both you and me happy?"

"You said so," said the Gray Hand Man. "You too, right?"

"That's right." The brown-handed man said, "We don't know what the future will be like, so let's just be happy now."

"Anyway, I feel like it's just a few words and it doesn't seem like it will lead to more serious consequences." said the man with gray hands.

The brown-handed man said, "How serious can it be? Actually, your premonition right now is not good, right?"

The Gray Hand said, "Of course. The worse the premonition is, the easier it seems to be to do something to liven up the atmosphere. I mean myself."

The brown-handed man said, "You got me right."

The Gray Hand Man said, "Has the rain stopped?"

"I suddenly lost my hearing," said the man with the brown hands.

"It came to an abrupt stop." The Gray Hand Man said, "This shouldn't be a problem between you and me, right?"

"Not like it." said the man with brown hands.

The gray-handed man asked again, "It disappeared suddenly. Will it reappear in a while?" The brown-handed man asked, "You seem to be expecting the sound of rain to appear again?"

"What about you?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I haven't thought about it that much." said the man with brown hands.

"I am indeed looking forward to it," said the Gray Hand Man. "Now I can't see any other reactions from him, but I always feel that hearing the sound of rain is equivalent to hearing the sound coming from him. Although I haven't communicated with him verbally during this period, when I hear the sound of rain coming from his abdomen, I feel that he is still communicating with me, but in a different way."

The Brown-Handed Man said, “I thought so, but then I thought that this might just be what I thought was communication.”

The Gray Hand said, "Yes, it could be that there is communication as you and I think. He himself may not know that there is a sound of rain coming from his abdomen."

The brown-handed man asked, "I have no idea what state he is in now."

The Gray Hand Man said, “Ask him when the time comes.”

"When?" asked the brown-handed man.

"It's hard to say." said the man with gray hands.

"At least until he can talk to us," said the brown-handed man.

"When do you think it would be a good time to give it a try?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"I would say, maybe wait until you can stop seeing things in front of you. Also, wait for the thing above the tree bead to produce a result." said the man with brown hands.

"I thought so too," said the Gray Hand Man. "I also considered the matter of the Wind, but I think we can talk to him even before the Wind appears again."

(End of this chapter)