Chapter 5098 (Five Thousand and Ninety-Eight) Red Mist
"I also want to try to see what it will be like if I keep getting along with you like this for a long time." The gray-handed man said.
"Then do we have to fight for our lives to do this?" the brown-hand man asked.
"Yes." The gray-hand man said, "But I don't know what he will think of our situation today."
"Timeout?" the brown-hand man asked.
"I just felt that we had obtained so much important information for him, and it seemed that the timeout incident would not cause us to be punished. But then I felt different. Now I feel that even if we can bring him more information, There is a lot of important information, and he is likely to grasp the issue of time," said the gray-handed man.
The man with brown hands said: "I feel the same way."
The gray-handed man said: "Just now I thought of the broken jar, and it may have something to do with this feeling."
"That's probably the case with me," said the brown-hand man.
The man with gray hands suddenly pointed at the tree bead and said to the man with brown hands: "Look!"
The man with brown hands had actually seen the changes in the tree bead and said: "There is a layer of red mist outside the tree bead."
"Yes, that layer of fog comes from the tree beads." The gray-handed man said.
"It can be seen," said the brown-hand man, "it is indeed the case."
The man with gray hands said: "The red mist looks like haze, it's very beautiful."
The man with brown hands said: "You actually said such a thing."
"Yeah, I didn't expect that either." The gray-hand man said, "I'll try to see if he can hear me first."
"Okay," said the brown-hand man.
The man with gray hands said to the man: "You can hear what I say now, right?"
In fact, when the gray-hand man said this, he didn't think that the other party could hear what he was saying, but his tone of voice was still a bit affirmative. The reason was that he actually hoped that the facts would be as he thought, and that the person could respond to his culture.
However, the man still looked at the original position, did not respond, and there was no change. The gray-handed man asked the man again: "Still can't you hear?"
The man still didn't say anything.
"Red light, red mist, did you see it?" The gray-handed man said again unwillingly.
The man with brown hands said: "Looking at him like that, it seems like he can't hear you."
The man with gray hands said to the man with brown hands: "Forget it, we will talk about it later, and then wait."
"Let's continue the topic we just mentioned." The brown-hand man said.
The gray-handed man said: "You just said that I actually said such a thing, but actually I didn't expect it."
The man with brown hands said: "People like us usually just observe the function and rarely say anything about whether it looks good or not."
The man with gray hands said: "That layer of red mist reminds me of haze. I don't know why, but we rarely see haze, right?"
The man with brown hands said: "In my impression, there are very few."
The gray-handed man said: "But why am I so impressed?"
The man with brown hands said: "Actually, I also have an impression, especially after hearing what you said, I feel like I had some important experience on that day when I saw the haze."
"You feel it too?" said the gray-hand man, "I feel the same way. Is it possible that our experiences are the same?"
The man with brown hands said: "Isn't it the day we will be transformed together?"
"No," the gray-hand man said, "We didn't see the haze that day. That's my impression."
(End of chapter)