Chapter 4959 (Four Thousand Nine Hundred and Fifty-Nine) Direction
The man didn't dare not make it clear, so he quickly said: "It's just...it's just...people like you."
The gray-hand man already knew that he could indeed say whatever he wanted at this moment. He felt relaxed after finally getting rid of the control of that kind of power, but he did not dare to relax too much. The man with gray hands wanted to know if the man with brown hands was the same as him, so he whispered to the man with brown hands: "Are you going to say whatever you want now?"
"It should be," the brown-hand man said, "You already are. I noticed it just now. How about I confirm it?"
The gray-handed man said "hmm".
The man with brown hands 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 deliberately: "Who are people like us? "
The man replied: "People like you...are...powerful people...not ordinary people. Not only are they not ordinary people in the first place but also...they don't look like ordinary people either."
The man with brown hands whispered to the man with gray hands: "I can also say something else. I am finally no longer under that kind of control. It really can happen. It is not new at all for ordinary people like him to be controlled by others, and in When he answered our questions, he was always under our control. Who knows, just when we were controlling him, even we were being controlled. We still don’t know what we are controlled by. This matter The more I think about it, the more ridiculous it becomes. We are not ordinary people.”
The gray-handed man said: "What do you think might have happened just now?"
The man with brown hands said: "I can't think of it. Logically speaking, we should be independent during that period of time."
The man with gray hands said: "Did you notice any changes in the tree beads just now?"
The man with brown hands said: "I haven't noticed any big changes."
"Is there a small change?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I don't know if there are small changes." The brown-handed man said, "The small changes I'm talking about are the kind of changes that we can't see at all." "Is it the kind of subtle changes that may happen to Shuzhu at any time?" asked the gray-handed man.
"Yes, I've never been able to see that kind of subtle change." The man with brown hands said.
"Then do I want to continue asking the questions I asked when I was controlled just now?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Go ahead and ask, otherwise he won't think it's too strange?" the brown-hand man asked.
The gray-hand man said: "Actually, I don't care that much whether he thinks it's strange or not. It's just that my feelings about this matter are different from before."
"Oh? You feel different too?" the brown-handed man said.
"You too?" the gray-hand man asked.
"Yes." The brown-hand man said, "Why do you think it's different?"
"When he told me what he was thinking at that time, I thought that the content of the conversation between the spell caster and him would be similar, or even the same, as when I asked him those questions. However, I just heard what he said. Said, I found that things were different from what I imagined. At first, I thought that the content of what the spell caster said to him was quite similar to the content of my conversation with him. Later, it seemed that it was no longer the case. It’s different.”
The man with brown hands said: "I also feel something is different. The main thing is that I feel that there may be things we can't think of in the content he hasn't said yet."
(End of chapter)