Chapter 5347 (five thousand three hundred and forty-seven) Carpentry
"What does it mean to be owned by a special person and have a special purpose?" asked the gray-handed man.
"That's...for example, a man in blue armor is the property of a man in Tiechang that I can't afford to offend, or that man in blue armor is working for someone who I can't afford to offend." The man said.
"Property?" asked the man with gray hands.
"Yes." The man said, "That kind of blue-armored man... As the property of the Tiecang people that I can't afford to mess with, the blue-armored man... I don't dare to touch it casually, otherwise... just in case... just in case. If you offend someone I can't afford to offend, then... I can't be responsible for those people in blue armor who treat them as property. In fact, when they are treated as property... they are actually equivalent to being protected, which should be considered... better than not being treated as property. People with property... should be on a higher level.”
The gray-hand man said: "As property? Is he a higher class?"
The man said: "Yes, at least... ordinary Tiecang people like us... just... don't dare to touch such people."
The man with gray hands asked again: "Go on, tell me what you felt after this 'you' on the street died."
The man said: "I felt another me... in a place... where there was wood everywhere... doing carpentry."
The gray-handed man said: "What then?"
"Then a person came in. That person... thought I was slow and beat me." The person said.
"How did you feel about being a 'carpenter'?" asked the gray-handed man.
"There is still a lot of... shame." The man said.
"Why?" asked the gray-handed man.
"Because... my nails are blue, I... don't think I should be a blue-armored person." The man said.
The man with gray hands asked: "But this 'you' is also a man with blue armor?"
"That's right." The man said, "Oh... no... you can't say that... I should say... I just have... the appearance of a person with blue armor. I can't admit that I am a person with blue armor."
The man with gray hands asked: "Did the person who beat you say anything?" "Yes." The man said, "He said something that insulted me, such as... about me... a man in blue armor... and so on."
"He also said that you are a person with blue armor?" The gray-hand man asked, "Doesn't it prove that 'you' not only looks like a person with blue armor?"
"It seems like this to him, but...but I don't think so." The man said.
"Did you not see it that way at that time, or do you not see it that way now?" the man with gray hands asked.
"Now." The man said.
"Did the 'you' at that time acquiesce that you were a blue-armored person?" the gray-handed person asked.
"It's not acquiescence, but...but it's not as clear as it is now that I'm not a person in blue armor." The person said, "It's already...it's a bit blurry."
The man with gray hands said: "The man who beat you said that you were a man in blue armor. Did you say anything to refute him?"
"That me...although I felt like there was a seal on my mouth, but...when I was doing carpentry, I...just talked to the person who beat me." The man said, "I...didn't refute him. "
"What did you say?" asked the man with gray hands.
"I said... stop fighting, I... do your best." The man said.
"Are you begging him?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Yes, forget it," the man said, "Because I... felt... when he hit me, it hurt so much that I... couldn't bear it."
The man with gray hands asked: "You didn't think about sealing your mouth at this time?"
(End of chapter)