Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 6295 (Six Thousand Two Hundred and Ninety-Five) Want to Manage

"I hope you have a choice." said the brown-handed man.

"Now you don't want me to be like you?" asked the man with gray hands.

"No, it's not about hoping for the same or different things. I'm thinking, what if you can escape?" asked the brown-handed man with a smile.

"It's already got to this point, why are you still talking about escaping or not?" asked the man with gray hands.

The brown-handed man said, "What's the situation now? Although it was a deep feeling just now, the feeling was not obvious."

The Gray Hand Man laughed and said, "Just because it's not obvious, does that mean it's inaccurate?"

"It seems that I can't represent it." said the man with brown hands.

"In that case, what's the point of talking about escape?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"What if?" said the man with brown hands.

"I don't really think about what ifs or not." said the man with gray hands.

The Brown Hand Man said to the Gray Hand Man, "I didn't really think much about it."

The Gray Hand said, "I still feel a little sorry."

The brown-handed man asked, "What aspect?"

"In terms of fairness." said the man with gray hands.

The brown-handed man asked, "What's fair? Escape?"

The Gray Hand said, "That's not what I meant."

The Brown-Handed Man asked, "Are you thinking about something else?"

“If I really go to heaven one day, I won’t be able to control whether things on earth are fair or not even if I want to,” said the man with gray hands.

"I'm a little curious why I thought of something related to fairness." said the man with brown hands.

The Gray Hand asked, "Right now?"

The brown-handed man smiled and said, "Yes, but it doesn't seem like I thought of it just because you mentioned fairness first."

The gray-handed man said, "Just right?" "Yes." The brown-handed man said, "I think it's a little strange."

The Gray Hand Man said to the Brown Hand Man, "Have you always thought about this question before?"

The brown-handed man said, "After transformation, it seems that I seldom think about it. This is the case for me. How about you?"

"I felt the same way," said the Gray Hand Man, "but I thought of it now."

The brown-handed man said, "You said just now that you couldn't control it even if you wanted to?"

The Gray Hand said, “Yes.”

"How did you think of that?" asked the brown-handed man.

"I don't know either." said the man with gray hands.

"I want to take care of it, too." The brown-handed man said, "I want to take care of it, too."

The Gray Hand said, "You probably didn't have this kind of idea often before, did you?"

The Brown Hand Man said to the Gray Hand Man, "I don't have it often. Besides, I lack even a sense of justice when it comes to making tools of that nature."

The Gray Hand Man said, "You couldn't help it then. But now that I think about the past, I think I lacked a sense of justice."

The brown-handed man laughed and said, "You said it as if you had a solution at that time."

"Now I feel that my sense of justice is stronger than before, but it's a pity. How can I manage it? How can I manage it in the future?" asked the man with gray hands.

"For things like this, just let nature take its course," said the man with brown hands.

"I'm a little curious why we all want to take charge at this moment. If I can't, I'll feel regretful," said the Gray Hand Man.

The brown-handed man said to the gray-handed man, "Could it be that we wanted to take care of something before we transformed?"

The Gray Hand Man asked, "Could it be that we had thought about controlling this a long time ago?"

The brown-handed man said, "But many of the things I did later were unfair. Even though I was a tool of that nature and the things the Lord asked me to do, I still did them. I want to change what I have done, but I can't do it now."

The Gray Hand Man said, “I feel a little ashamed of this.”

(End of this chapter)