Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 6766 (Six Thousand Seven Hundred and Sixty Six)

The Gray Hand Man laughed and said, "You can even find it funny. It seems that time has washed away all those things."

The brown-handed man asked, "Did you say 'light enough' on purpose?"

The Gray Hand said, "Yes. Didn't we just mention the three words spoken by the Lord?"

The brown-handed man laughed and said, "The first thing the Lord said that time was, 'This color is light enough.' He laughed as he said it."

The Gray Hand said, "I didn't see the Lord's expression at all at that time. When the Lord asked us to complete the task, he repeatedly told us to make the color light enough."

The brown-handed man said, "The second sentence the Lord said was: 'This is fast enough.'"

The Gray Hand said, "I thought the Lord was sincere when he said that the speed was fast enough. Of course, I hesitated for a moment."

The brown-handed man said, "I thought it was true at the time, but I did think about it. But before I could finish thinking, the Lord said the next sentence."

The Gray Hand said to the Brown Hand, “The Lord said, ‘This distance is wide enough.’ And the Lord laughed as he said this.”

The brown-handed man said, "Who knew that I didn't pay much attention at the time and asked the Lord's words too quickly."

The Gray Hand Man said to the Brown Hand Man, "I still remember what you asked."

"Anyway, you are asking stupid questions, very stupid questions." The brown-handed man laughed.

The gray-handed man said, "You are speaking so calmly at this moment."

The brown-handed man said, "After all, so much time has passed. Time will dilute many things."

Gray Hand Man asked Brown Hand Man, "Are you feeling good about flushing some stuff out?"

The brown-handed man said, "It's normal, but for me, the lighter the fear, the better."

The Gray Hand Man said to the Brown Hand Man, "You must still remember what you said to the Lord at that time. This should not have been diluted by time."

The brown-handed man said, "These are the words themselves, not the feelings. But I remember clearly what type of words I said."

"Did you specifically classify them into types? Which types?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

The man with brown hands said to the man with gray hands: "I told you." "When did you tell me? You didn't mention the type before." said the man with gray hands.

"Although I mentioned it before, I didn't mention 'type', but this is its type." said the brown-handed man.

"Then say it again." said the man with gray hands.

"Then I have to come up with a type name this time." said the brown-handed man.

"You haven't decided on a type name yet?" asked the Gray Hand Man.

"It's ready." The man with brown hands replied.

"You haven't decided on a genre name yet, have you?" Grayhand asked.

"Yes." The brown-handed man said, "But it's done now. Isn't this a fast enough change?"

Gray Hand Man smiled and said, "Fast enough. I'd like to hear what the type name is."

"It won't be surprising to you." said the man with brown hands.

Gray Hands asked curiously, "Did I guess it in advance? No."

The brown-handed man said, "Whether you guessed it or not, it won't surprise you."

"I don't even guess in advance, so what's the point of talking about unexpected or not?" asked the man with gray hands.

"Well, I won't say whether it's unexpected or not." The brown-handed man said, "I'll just say the type name directly."

"What kind of name is that?" Gray Hand Man said with a smile, "I'm waiting to hear it. Tell me now."

"Fool." The man with brown hands laughed.

"Ah? That's it?" said the man with gray hands.

(End of this chapter)