Chapter 4806 (Four Thousand Eight Hundred and Six) Sticking to the Flesh
“What’s your reaction?” the gray-handed man asked.
"I said...no." The man said.
"How is he?" asked the man with gray hands.
"He said... how dare he say it wasn't... me... I was simply ungrateful." The man said.
The man with gray hands asked again: "Did you say anything again now?"
"No." The man said, "I can't say yes, it's really not good-looking..."
The gray-handed man asked: "Where is the other party?"
"The other person actually asked me...asked me if the nails on my fingers were...especially beautiful," the person said.
"What about you?" asked the gray-handed man.
"I said no again," the man said.
"How did the other party react at this time?" the gray-handed man asked.
The man replied: "The other person said... he would definitely convince me and let me... let me tell you that my fingers are beautiful... my nails... are especially beautiful."
"What do you think after hearing this?" the gray-hand man asked.
"I think...it's impossible..." the man said, "Those nails are so terrible...I feel uncomfortable when I see them."
The man with gray hands asked, "Are those nails the same as the nails of people with blue armor that we usually see?"
"Originally it was almost the same...but...but the fingers have become longer, and the nails have also become longer...so...so they are scarier than the nails of people with blue armor that I usually see." The man said, "It's not that I haven't. I have seen blue-armored people with long nails, but...but what I have seen before...the long nails are part of...normally growing beyond the flesh of the fingers...and...the long nails I saw this time... ...It's... it's attached to the flesh of the finger... it's... the whole... long nail plate is attached to the flesh... but... it looks weird... Very strange!”
The man with gray hands asked: "Did he say anything at this time?"
"He asked me... asked me to ask him... questions." The man said.
"You asked?" the gray-handed man asked. "I didn't ask at first... then those nails got closer to me, and I... I asked." The man said.
"What question did you ask?" asked the man with gray hands.
"I just...just asked him...what...is going on..." the man replied.
The man with gray hands remembered that he had heard these words, glanced at the man with brown hands, and asked in a low voice: "Did he say this in the language of this world?"
The man with brown hands replied in a low voice: "Yes, I did."
Both of their voices were still not heard by the man.
The gray-handed man looked at the person who had said before, "I don't have the guts, so I didn't ask to go. This is what makes you different from me." and asked, "Did you say this in the language of that world?" ”
The man thought for a while and said: "I... didn't say it in the language of that world."
The man with gray hands asked: "What happened next?"
The man said: "He said... I asked what was going on."
The gray-handed man said: "Did you say it?"
"I told you," the man said, "I said... I don't know why... those fingers are like that."
The man with gray hands asked: "Where is he?"
The man said: "He said... I didn't expect that what I wanted to ask... was actually this kind of question."
"Then what?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Then he told me...those fingers are just for...to deal with me...nothing...is new..." the man said.
(End of chapter)