Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 6315 (Six Thousand Three Hundred and Fifteen)

The brown-handed man deliberately asked, "Which word?"

"Are you asking this deliberately?" asked the man with gray hands.

The brown-handed man said to the gray-handed man, "I asked this deliberately. Do you want to answer it deliberately?"

"Sure." The Gray Hand said, "It's the word 'position'."

The brown-handed man laughed and said, "Did you really answer that on purpose?"

"You asked me to answer on purpose, and I answered on purpose. Why are you asking this?" asked the man with gray hands.

"I don't think there's anything wrong with it," said the brown-handed man, "I just think it's a little funny."

"Why is it funny?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"It's quite interesting." The brown-handed man said, "Interesting."

"Just because it's fun?" the Gray Hand said. "No other reason?"

The brown-handed man smiled and said, "Yeah, what reason do you want?"

"I don't want to find any reason, it just seems like this isn't the only reason, right?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

The brown-handed man said to the gray-handed man, "What other reasons do you think there are?"

"I can't think of any reason." said the man with gray hands.

"Then why do you say this isn't the only reason?" asked the brown-handed man.

"I was just imagining things." The Gray Hand said, "It's pure fantasy. Should I not speak out my fantasies next time?"

The man with brown hands said to the man with gray hands, "Speak up, speak up, no matter what you think."

"You are really funny." The Gray Hand Man laughed.

"Why are you laughing so loudly?" asked the man with brown hands.

"Because it's fun." said the Gray Hand Man.

The brown-handed man asked, "Does this count as repeating what I said?"

The Gray Hand Man said to the Brown Hand Man, "Anyway, if you repeat what you just said, it would be repetitive."

"Doesn't that mean every sentence is repeated?" asked the brown-handed man.

"What are you thinking about?" asked the Gray Hand Man. The Brown Hand Man said to the Gray Hand Man: "For example...how many times did we say the word 'repeat'? How many times did we say the word 'say'? How many times did we say 'we'? How many times did we say 'just now'?"

The Gray Hand said, "I can't count how many times."

The brown-handed man said, "So it's not an exaggeration to say it's repetitive, right?"

The Gray Hand Man smiled and said, "Not too much."

The brown-handed man said, "You are still laughing. Actually, I just felt something else."

"What's that smell?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"It's a taste that makes it hard to laugh." said the man with brown hands.

The Gray Hand Man said to the Brown Hand Man, "I feel it, too."

"When?" asked the Brown-Handed Man.

"At the same time as you." said the man with gray hands.

"How do you know what time it is?" asked the Brown-Handed Man.

The Gray Hand Man said to the Brown Hand Man, “It has something to do with that word.”

The brown-handed man said, "Let me tell you straight away, 'location', right?"

"Yes." said the Gray Hand Man, "I can't even laugh when I think of it."

The brown-handed man said, "It's too heavy."

"Because the position you think of is not a translation or something like that." said the man with gray hands.

"Why are you being so reserved?" The brown-handed man laughed, "It's still a horizontal move."

“Your smile now seems a little forced.” said the man with gray hands.

"Yeah, maybe you can tell that my laughter sounds a bit unnatural," said the brown-handed man.

The Gray Hand Man said to the Brown Hand Man, "Yes, then I will stop laughing. It is not a horizontal movement, but it is designed to move up and down."

The brown-handed man said, "Yes, in fact, what we feel heavy is not the 'position' itself, but the so-called 'up and down', right?"

(End of this chapter)