Chapter 5097 (five thousand and ninety-seven) Broken Can
“Why don’t you think so?” asked the gray-handed man.
"Based on my feeling," said the brown-hand man, "because I still feel that he would not have heard the conversation we had just now."
"What about these conversations now?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Probably not," said the brown-hand man.
The gray-handed man said: "Then we will continue to speak boldly?"
"But it's better to keep your voice down." The brown-hand man said.
"Is whispering really useful?" the gray-handed man asked.
"It may be useful." The brown-hand man said, "If he has a way to hear our conversation, it depends on what method he uses to hear it. If he uses certain methods, it has something to do with the volume of our voices. , if other methods are used, he can still understand what we are saying if we speak softly. "
"Are you fearless now?" The Gray-Hand Man asked, "Speaking in such detail."
"I think that since we have said so much anyway, he may not be able to hear it. If he has heard it, he has heard it a long time ago, and he has also heard the words that are more dangerous than what we are saying now. "The brown-hand man said.
The gray-hand man said: "Actually, my thoughts are very similar to yours."
The man with brown hands said: "I think this matter is a polarization."
The man with gray hands said: "Me too. Either I think it's okay and say it boldly. Or I think he might have heard it a long time ago and it's broken."
The man with brown hands said, "Tell me, what will happen to us if it's the latter?"
The gray-handed man said: "I don't know, but after going through so many changes today, I don't seem to care that much anymore."
The man with brown hands said: "Including which ones?"
"Including what kind of punishment you will receive, and the possibility of being wiped out." Gray Hand said.
"Are you no longer worried about being wiped out in ashes?" said the brown-hand man.
"I'm not that worried anymore." The gray-hand man said, "But that doesn't mean I plan to disappear into ashes." The brown-hand man said, "Of course I understand."
"Is it because you feel the same way?" the gray-handed man asked again.
"There are some," said the brown-hand man, "but it's a pity to think of them being wiped out in ashes."
"Oh?" the gray-handed man asked.
"It hasn't been long since the way we get along with each other has become what it is now. Wouldn't it be a pity if it quickly disappeared into ashes?" said the brown-handed man.
"That's it, it's really a pity." The gray-handed man said.
"I also want to try what it would be like to get along with another person in this way for a long time." The brown-handed man said.
The gray-hand man said: "I also want to try. Since Nahua, the number of people we come into contact with is limited."
The man with brown hands said: "I wonder who we came into contact with before Nahua."
"I want to know too." The gray-handed man said.
"I also want to know about my past and how I interacted with those people." The brown-hand man said.
The gray-hand man said: "I know all the things in the past and my name in the past."
The man with brown hands said: "I don't think I got along with people the same way I got along with you before today."
The gray-hand man said: "Isn't this what you have already felt?"
"It's just a random imagination." The brown-handed man said, "Actually, when I say this, I hope that I don't get along with others like that. I like the way I get along with you now."
(End of chapter)