Chapter 4972 (Four Thousand Nine Hundred and Seventy Two) Would rather die
Seeing that the other party was so panicked and said it so bluntly, the gray-handed man comforted him: "Why should I threaten you? I just want to ask you, what will happen if someone threatens you."
The man said: "If someone threatens me...I will...I would rather die than say anything."
The Gray Hand Man was a little surprised to hear such words coming from this person. After all, he had previously thought that this person would do a lot of things that he was unwilling to do in order to survive.
"Could it be more terrifying than death?" The man with gray hands asked.
"Yes." The man said, "Yes...it must be more terrifying than death...not having peace of mind."
"If someone threatens you, will you choose to die?" the man with gray hands asked.
"Definitely," the man said.
At this time, the man seemed even more nervous and said: "You...you keep asking this, do you...do you have any ideas? Do you want me...let me do something...but...don't do it." ...Don't."
Seeing that the other party was too panicked, the gray-hand man was worried that if he continued to ask this question, the other party would really fall into a state where he could not communicate with others normally, so he immediately changed the topic.
"What did you say just now, do you remember?" the gray-handed man asked.
"You're asking about the time when the person who cast the spell on me 'nailed' those words into my soul, right?" the man with gray hands asked.
"Yes." The gray-handed man said.
"I just mentioned... that he asked me if I wanted to try it, right?" the man said.
"You will remember this time," the gray-handed man said.
"This time...this time when I was talking to you, I was...also thinking about it...just in case the topic was interrupted again...and then you asked me where I was talking about, I just... Just know what to say, so...so...I remember."
"After he asked you if you wanted to try it, what did you say to him?" The man with gray hands continued to ask.
"I...actually didn't think about anything else, I just thought...of trying it." The man said. "Oh?" Gray Hand said, "Didn't you say that your reason cannot control your performance?"
"Yes." The man said.
"You have always been unable to do what you can do for yourself, right?" the gray-handed man asked.
The man replied: "Yes."
"At this time, can your reason control your performance again?" the gray-handed man asked.
"That's not true either." The man said.
"You mean, when you said you wanted to try it this time, you felt like you were still being controlled by something?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Actually, during that time... it was the period when he 'nailed' his words into my soul... I... should have been controlled by something." The man said.
"Since you have been controlled all the time, why do you behave differently before and after?" the gray-handed man asked.
"This...I...I can't tell clearly." The man replied.
"Have you never thought about it?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Let me think about it now," the man said.
"Do I need to wait for a while?" the gray-handed man asked.
"No... no need." The man said, "Actually, when I am answering you, when I think about it now... I already have an idea in my heart, but I have to think about how... how to express this idea... "
"Do you still need to consider this?" the gray-handed man asked.
(End of chapter)