Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 5946 (Five Thousand Nine Hundred and Forty Six) Fire Fighting

The brown-handed man asked, "For you and me, the 'people around us' we just mentioned are just him."

Gray Hand Man said: "You and I, as people who are kept in the dark, are doing things for the 'people around us'."

The Brown-Handed Man smiled.

"Why are you laughing again?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Because it's funny." The brown-handed man said, "Think carefully, what were we doing before?"

Gray Hand Man said: "No matter what you do, you are doing it for the 'people around you'."

The brown-handed man said, "Tools are just tools."

The Gray Hand Man said, "If you had thought of what you can think of now, would you still do it?"

"This assumption is simply not true." said the man with brown hands.

The Gray Hand Man said, "That is indeed not true. Maybe you will feel more comfortable if you don't answer this question."

"Listen!" said the man with brown hands.

"His abdomen is very quiet at the moment. The sound just now is gone." The gray-handed man said, "Did you hear any sound?"

The brown-handed man replied, “No.”

"Then what do you want me to listen to?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Listen to 'quiet'." said the brown-handed man.

"I'm listening." The Gray Hand Man said, "I still feel like it won't be quiet soon."

"What kind of sound will appear in a while?" asked the brown-handed man.

"That's something I can't guess," said the man with gray hands.

"No deeper feelings?" asked the Brown-Handed Man.

"No." said the Gray Hand Man.

"What about the surface feeling?" asked the brown-handed man.

"Neither do any of them." said the man with gray hands.

"How long do you think it will take for the sound to appear again?" asked the Brown-Handed Man.

"It doesn't seem like it was that long." said the Gray Hand Man.

"Is this your superficial feeling?" asked the brown-handed man. "Not really." said the gray-handed man, "I just thought about it and felt that the sound would appear again after a while."

The brown-handed man said, "If you say it's accurate, then whatever you think about it will be accurate."

"How can it be so easy to say?" said the Gray Hand Man, "What do you think of me?"

As soon as the Gray Hand Man finished speaking, the two heard the sound coming from the man's abdomen again.

"Listen, the sound is coming." The brown-handed man said, "Now it has been proven that your random thoughts can be accurate. It's amazing!"

"How is it so powerful?" asked the man with gray hands.

"Is there any need to ask?" said the brown-handed man, "It's already so obvious."

The Gray Hand said, "I was just saying it. I can only say that it just happened to be right."

"It's amazing to be able to 'exactly' get it right. Why didn't I get it right?" asked the brown-handed man.

"Because you didn't mention this just now." said the man with gray hands.

"Can you tell me what I meant?" asked the man with brown hands.

"Yes," said the Gray Hand Man.

The brown-handed man said again, "If you say so, I can't do anything about it."

"There's nothing else to do?" The Gray Hand said, "Just admit that you are awesome."

"Wait, how come I'm suddenly the one who's so powerful?" asked the brown-handed man.

The Gray Hand Man laughed.

"You do this again." said the man with brown hands.

"What kind of sound did you hear from his abdomen?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"The sound of putting out a fire." said the man with brown hands.

"That's right." The Gray Hand said, "That's what I heard."

"Did you seem to see anything?" asked the brown-handed man.

"I seemed to hear the sound of water being poured on fire." The Gray Hand said, "And, it was the fire that was made by burning wood just now."

(End of this chapter)