Chapter 5120 (five thousand one hundred and twenty) is very dark
"Why aren't you here yet? I can't wait!" the man said again.
This sentence was shouted louder, and his voice became a little hoarse.
Next, he did not continue shouting immediately.
The man with the brown hand said to the man with the gray hand, "He won't talk anymore."
"What's going on?" asked the gray-handed man.
"I feel like he thought he might be in a dark and cold place, and he could see people around him, but those people ignored him," the brown-hand man said.
"He can't stand the darkness and cold, so life is worse than death." The gray-handed man said.
"But Shuzhu still hasn't changed much now." The brown-handed man said.
"Is it a lag?" the gray-handed man asked.
"When it comes to lag, this is really slow." The brown-hand man said.
The man with gray hands said: "Shu Zhu has not changed for a long time."
The man with brown hands said: "Let's continue thinking about the past."
The gray-handed man said: "Maybe I can really come up with something. Although I say this, I actually don't have much hope."
The man with brown hands added: "But have you noticed that you and I are in much better shape now than before."
The gray-handed man said: "It should be."
"Actually, our situation hasn't changed much." The brown-hand man said.
"The ideas are different. It feels like a lot of changes have taken place." The gray-handed man said.
The man with brown hands asked again: "I think of those ordinary people. I don't know why, but I suddenly feel a little sorry for those people."
The gray-handed man asked: "Why?"
"I don't know. Logically speaking, people like me shouldn't have such thoughts." The man with brown hands said.
The gray-handed man added: "The situation is different now. Maybe this kind of thinking can lead to more things."
"Bring out more?" the brown-hand man asked. "For example, think about why you feel a little sorry for those people." The gray-handed man said.
"I feel like I have done something sorry for those people." The brown-hand man said.
The gray-handed man said: "What's the matter?"
"I can't figure out what it is," said the brown-hand man. "I feel like I violated something, but I can't figure it out."
The man with gray hands said: "What is violated...I seem to be the same."
The man with brown hands said: "Do you feel this way too?"
"Although it appeared slower than you, I did have this feeling." The gray-handed man said.
"What have we violated?" said the brown-hand man, "I really want to know."
"I can't think of it at all." The gray-handed man said.
"When do you think the violation began?" the brown-hand man asked.
"I don't know." The gray-hand man said, "I have no impression at all."
The man with brown hands said: "Isn't Huana a dividing line?"
The gray-hand man said: "It's possible. But now, I can't be sure that I didn't violate anything before I accepted Huana."
The man with brown hands said: "That's because you can't think of what happened before the transformation."
The man with gray hands said: "I really can't think of it."
The man with brown hands added, "I have no memory at all. The strange thing is that at this moment, I feel that my memory of the time when I was close to Huana seems to be more vague."
The gray-handed man said: "More?"
"Yes." The man with brown hands said, "Whether it is the early impression or the later impression when it is close to transformation, they are all blurred. Logically speaking, they are both blurry. It should be impossible to tell which one is more blurry. But at this time, I just feel that the memory of the time when I was close to Huana seems to be more vague. "
(End of chapter)