Chapter 5112 (five thousand one hundred and twelve) light
"Do you really think so?" the gray-hand man asked.
"I'm just talking," the brown-handed man said, "To be honest, I don't think the possibility is that high, but it is possible."
The two of them thought about it for a while, but really couldn't think of anything. They still had vague impressions about the past in their hearts, and that part of the impression seemed to lead to more memories of the two of them.
Of course, when they were thinking about it, both of them paid attention to that person and Shuzhu from time to time. During this period, they found no changes in either that person or Shuzhu.
The man with gray hands said to the man with brown hands: "Sure enough, the possibility is not that great."
The man with brown hands was about to say something, but before he could say anything, the man with gray hands said again: "The tree beads seem to have changed again."
The man with brown hands said: "Yes, there are more and more stars."
The man with gray hands said: "And it started to move."
The man with brown hands said: "A feeling of change."
The gray-handed man said: "It's not the same."
The man with brown hands said: "It is indeed different. This change of stars will still increase the number of stars."
"It's not an increase, right?" the gray-handed man said.
"Actually, more stars are lighting up." The man with brown hands said, "Those stars seem to have been hanging there to begin with."
The man with gray hands said: "Yes, but it seems that some of them are not shining for the time being?"
"It looks like this," said the brown-hand man. "This is quite new."
"It's quite fresh. The freshness on the tree beads we see is obviously different from the stars in the real world." The gray-handed man said.
"That's right, it's different." The gray-hand man said, "It's obviously different."
"The stars look different," said the man with brown hands.
"It's a tree bead after all." The gray-hand man said, "The tree bead shouldn't reflect reality."
"You think that's what he had in mind?" said the brown-hand man.
"Probably so," said the gray-handed man. The man with brown hands said: "There are more and more stars, and they are still moving, as if they are going to form a film."
"Maybe they will really be connected into one film, right?" said the gray-handed man.
"If they are connected into one piece, will it still look like a black sky?" said the brown-hand man.
"That will make it feel brighter than during the day, right?" said the gray-handed man.
"Yes, those stars are very bright." The man with brown hands said.
"Would it make it look like daytime?" the man with gray hands asked.
"It can only be said that it gives people a brighter feeling than during the day?" said the brown-handed man.
"These stars are colorful. What color would they be if they were connected together?" said the gray-handed man.
"Will there be changes by then?" the brown-hand man asked.
"If it changes, what color will it become?" The man with gray hands asked again.
"I can't imagine that," said the brown-hand man.
"It depends on what he is thinking." The gray-handed man said.
"His expression is still the same as before. I don't know if the changes in the plot in his heart will cause him to have any reaction." The man with brown hands said.
"There is no reaction at the moment." The gray-handed man said.
"He may have already thought about the latter part," said the man with brown hands.
The gray-handed man added: "Yes, what appears on the tree beads may be delayed."
The man with brown hands said: "Maybe the stars in his heart have connected together."
The gray-handed man said: "It's just that you can't see it on the tree beads yet, but you will be able to see it when the time comes."
The brown-hand man added: "Perhaps he has now seen the colors behind the film."
(End of chapter)