Chapter 5131 (five thousand one hundred and thirty-one) a bit
The man's screams stopped abruptly.
Both the gray-hands and the brown-hands saw the man staring blankly ahead.
"What happened to him?" asked the gray-hand man.
"The eyes look even more dull," the brown-handed man said.
"Is it temporary?" the gray-hand man asked.
"Take it as such," said the brown-hand man, "otherwise, I really don't know how to continue to think about the good things."
The man with gray hands said: "It's temporary, it's temporary."
The man with brown hands added, "Let's try talking to him. It shouldn't be dangerous, right?"
The man with gray hands didn't answer the man with brown hands, so he asked the man, "What are you looking at?"
The man with brown hands suddenly noticed that the tree bead had changed, and said to the man with gray hands: "The tree bead seems to have changed again."
"It seems to be changing back to its original appearance?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Am...am I still alive?" The man spoke, "No?"
The man with gray hands quickly said to the man: "You are still alive, you are standing here."
The man with brown hands whispered to the man with gray hands: "His eyes seem to be a little brighter again."
The gray-hand man asked: "Has he recovered?"
"I'll tell him quickly," the brown-hand man said.
"You are still alive." The brown-hand man said to the man.
"You...all...all say...I'm still...still...alive." The man said.
The man with brown hands said to the man with gray hands: "Could it be that he can hear us?"
"It seems so." The man with gray hands said, "But why is he speaking slower than before?" "Maybe he just recovered." The man with brown hands said, "Maybe it won't be like this after a while."
As the gray-handed man said, the man's speaking speed was indeed much slower at this time. Although he had stuttered when speaking before, the pauses were not as long as now.
"I...am I really...alive...alive?" the man said again
The Gray Hand man felt that he had to talk to the man quickly at this time: "We all told you, you are still alive."
"Why... want to live?" the man said.
Both the gray-handed and brown-handed people were stunned when they heard these words.
The man with gray hands said: "To live is to live, there is no reason."
"Why... why is it still... so... dark in front of me?" the man said.
The man with brown hands said to the man with gray hands: "His eyes are still dark?"
"In other words, he hasn't fully recovered yet?" The man with gray hands said to the man with brown hands.
"The speed of his speech is still so slow, so he probably hasn't slowed down. If he has slowed down, will he speak faster and his eyes will no longer be dark?" said the man with brown hands.
The gray-handed man said to the man: "Maybe it won't be dark after a while."
"I...am I still...in the...original...place?" the man asked.
"That's right, you are right where you were. Do you know who we are, right?" The man with gray hands said to the man.
"I know... I know... Oh... No... I don't know." The man said.
When the gray-hands and brown-hands heard what he said, they were all worried about something big happening.
The man with gray hands asked: "What do you mean? First you say you know, and then you say you don't know?"
The man explained: "I...I know you are...the two people who just...asked...asked me questions...but...but I...didn't know who you were...from the beginning..." ”
At this time, neither the gray-handed nor the brown-handed people were as nervous as before.
(End of chapter)