Chapter 5447 (five thousand four hundred and forty-seven) like that
The man with gray hands asked: "Aside from dreams, have you ever thought about whether your abdomen feels uncomfortable?"
"It seems... I have never thought of it 'like' in my dream." The man said.
The man with gray hands asked again: "What is 'that' in the dream?"
The man replied: "That's the kind of thing that comes to mind for reasons I don't even understand."
The gray-handed man asked: "Is it related to the fact that he was cast a spell?"
"It should be so, but... I only found out about this today. I never thought of this before." The man said.
"Because of this, you couldn't understand why you thought that way before?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Right." The man said.
The man with gray hands asked: "You are worried that the needle inserted into your abdomen will cause long-term abdominal discomfort. What did you say?"
The man said: "I said it. I asked... I won't continue to prick it."
"Does anyone have an answer for you?" the man with gray hands asked.
"No," the man said, "But I obviously feel... they continue to prick."
The man with gray hands asked again: "What happened to you next?"
"Soon I felt the needle go deep into... my abdomen, and I screamed," the man said.
"Where is the other party?" asked the gray-handed man.
"The other person asked me again if I think I am a blue-armored person at this moment." The person said.
"How did you answer?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I answered yes directly," the man said.
"Where is he?" asked the gray-handed man.
"He gestured to the guys behind me, and... then the guys stopped," the man said.
"What happens next?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I still feel... uncomfortable in my abdomen," the man said.
"Did you think of anything in the dream?" asked the gray-handed man. "In the dream, I...all I thought about was...how to make my abdomen feel comfortable." The person said, "Because even though those people stopped at this time, I...still feel uncomfortable."
The man with gray hands asked again: "Did you say something?"
"Before I said anything, he...he just said it." The man said, "He told me...that I will be a man in blue armor from now on."
The gray-hand man asked: "What's your reaction?"
"I was extremely frightened after hearing this." The man said, "I asked him if it was...forever."
"How is he?" asked the man with gray hands.
"He answered me...he said yes," the man said.
The man with gray hands asked again: "What about you, did you say something else?"
The man said: "I said...then I don't need any more 'treatment'."
The gray-hand man asked: "Did he answer?"
"He said, for now," the man said.
"How are you?" asked the gray-handed man.
"I asked him...if I could leave." The man said.
"Did he let you go?" the man with gray hands asked.
"No," the man said. "He asked me if I thought I could leave."
"What did you answer?" asked the man with gray hands.
"In the dream, I was worried about the consequences of wrong answers, so... I didn't answer him immediately." The person said.
"Did he do anything at this time?" the gray-handed man asked.
"He asked me...why I didn't answer quickly, if it wasn't cured yet." The man said.
"Did you answer?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I answered, I said...no." The man said, "I said...I will answer his question now. I didn't answer him before because I didn't know if I could leave. I said again, maybe …Can’t leave.”
(End of chapter)