Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 6133 (Six Thousand One Hundred and Thirty Three) You are

"I really think so." said the man with brown hands.

"I believe it." said the Gray Hand Man.

The brown-handed man said, "I also want to know clearly what happened before I became a human being. I always feel that at that time, I seemed to be a real person."

The Gray Hand Man said, "I feel the same way as you do."

The brown-handed man said, "Isn't that why you want to know your experience so clearly?"

The Gray Hand Man said, “Probably.”

The Brown-Handed Man said, "You are a real person."

"What are you talking about?" The Gray Hand said, "I don't even know if I was a real person at that time."

"Okay, that's it." said the man with brown hands.

"Did you see or feel anything?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"Neither," said the Brown-Handed Man.

"Then why do you suddenly say that?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

The brown-handed man smiled and said, "Because that's it. You hope you can be like before you transform into Na, right?"

"Of course I hope so." said the man with gray hands.

The Brown-Handed Man said, “So you are.”

"What's the logic behind this?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

Just after asking, the Gray Hand Man answered himself: "Oh, that's right. In an environment like this, what's the point of talking about reason or not? What does it matter if it's reasonable or not? What is reasonable?"

The brown-handed man smiled and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing, I just thought about the environment we are in now, and thought that in such an environment, nothing you say is new." said the man with gray hands.

The Brown-Handed Man said, “You seem to me to be the real man.”

"In your opinion?" the Gray Hand Man asked. "Yes, if I didn't add these words, you would think that what I said was unreasonable." The Brown Hand Man said.

"I never said that what you said was unreasonable." said the man with gray hands.

"Do you think it makes sense?" asked the Brown-Handed Man.

“Maybe there’s no need for any reason.” Gray Hand Man laughed, “But what you said… well, it makes sense.”

"What kind of words are you talking about?" asked the brown-handed man.

"Isn't it?" said the Gray Hand Man.

"Oh, oh, I see." said the Brown-Handed Man.

"Know what?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"In such an environment, you think everything I say makes sense, right?" said the man with brown hands.

The Gray Hand Man smiled and said, "You said so yourself."

The brown-handed man said, "You are already deeply involved, so I don't need to ask more about this, right?"

"What do you mean by yes or no?" said the Gray Hand Man, "Since you said so, I will listen to you."

"Whether you want to listen or not, you have already heard it." said the man with brown hands.

The Gray Hand Man said, "Does hearing it really prove anything? I wish I had been a real person."

The brown-handed man said, "You are stuck in a certain pattern and have never gotten out of it. You think everything I say makes sense, and there is nothing I can do about it. But I hope you think that you are a real person, not because you are stuck in a certain pattern."

The Gray Hand said, "If it weren't for this reason, how could I consider myself a real person? What would you think if you were me?"

"Don't assume that I am you. Until now, I still don't know whether I was a real person before I transformed." said the brown-handed man.

"Why not? It must count, it must count." said the man with gray hands.

"When you say this, aren't you worried that others might feel uncomfortable because you're being too absolute?" asked the brown-handed man.

(End of this chapter)