Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 5910 (Five Thousand Nine Hundred and Ten)
The Gray Hand Man said, "Again."

The brown-handed man said, "You've hit the nail on the head. Do you have any questions?"

The Gray Hand said, "You obviously know that's not what I'm talking about. If I really hit the nail on the head, then of course there's no doubt about it. But if you say that hitting the nail on the head means I'm awesome, then there's doubt about it."

The brown-handed man said, "You are so clear about this."

"You deliberately don't make the distinction, but I must make it clear." The man with gray hands laughed.

The brown-handed man said, "Why is it so important to distinguish them so clearly?"

The Gray Hand said, "Of course it's because you're stuck in a pattern. I have to pull you out quickly."

"You are still in the mode, how can you pull me out? Even if you ask me to come out, the most you can do is push me out." The man with brown hands laughed.

"Hahaha! Do you mean that I'm in deeper trouble than you?" said the Man with Gray Hands.

The brown-handed man said, "You have understood the meaning of this. You are really amazing."

Gray Hand said, "Listen, what you said clearly shows that you are still in that mode. Since what you see changes color, can you tell me how the color changes?"

The brown-handed man said, "I was just about to tell you. Sometimes it's shallow, sometimes it's deep."

Gray Hand Man said, "Is it getting faster?"

"Not fast." said the man with brown hands.

"Do you think there will be other changes in a while?" the Gray Hand Man asked again.

“I don’t think the color will change in other ways,” said the brown-handed man, “but I can’t say for sure about the shape.”

"Are you still talking about superficial feelings?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Yes," said the Brown-Handed Man, "but I don't have any deep feelings at the moment."

The Gray Hand Man said, "Maybe it will be there soon."

The brown-handed man said, "Why does this sound so familiar?"

"It sounds familiar." The Gray Hand said, "It's just repeating the topic we talked about before, that's it!"

The brown-handed man laughed and said, "You are so funny!"

"What's the meaning?" the man with gray hands asked deliberately.

The brown-handed man said, "Don't you think you are very childish?"

"I think." The man with gray hands smiled.

The brown-handed man laughed again: "You actually said 'feel' directly!" "Is this unexpected again?" The gray-handed man said, "That's what I want."

The brown-handed man asked, "Is that beyond my expectation?"

"Of course it counts." said the man with gray hands.

The brown-handed man laughed and said, "Why are you so direct again?"

The Gray Hand said, "Are you used to it?"

"I'm used to it." The brown-handed man smiled.

"Why do you say 'quite used to it'?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Did you expect that?" the brown-handed man asked deliberately.

"That doesn't really count." said the Gray Hand Man.

"It's enough for you to know that I'm used to it." said the man with brown hands.

"Why is our conversation getting weirder?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Really?" asked the Brown-Handed Man.

"At least for this period of time." said the man with gray hands.

"How do you feel?" asked the Brown Hand Man.

"Are you asking me how I feel about this weirdness?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Yes." said the man with brown hands.

"It feels good." said the man with gray hands.

"Yeah, me too." The brown-handed man said, "It's really good."

"Should we continue to be weird?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"All is fine." The man with brown hands said with a smile.

The Gray Hand asked again: "Let nature take its course?"

"I think it's okay." said the man with brown hands.

(End of this chapter)