Chapter 5482 (five thousand four hundred and eighty-two) mesh
The man with gray hands asked: "If it comes, will you leave thinking of it?"
The man said: "This... is not the case. I'm just saying that in that case, for... something that hasn't come yet... I shouldn't think about it. This... even if it comes, in the dream at that time I probably won’t think about it, because...I feel like if this happens, I will be trapped in that...net forever, and I will never be able to get out.”
The man with gray hands asked again: "What happened then?"
"The person who said, 'A needle is a stone, and a stone is a needle' asked me...if I knew why this thread network appeared." The man said.
"Did you answer?" the gray-handed man asked.
"No." The man said, "I don't know why it...appeared at all."
The man with gray hands asked again: "You didn't say anything?"
"I was... too scared to say anything," the man said.
"What are you scared of?" asked the man with gray hands.
"Before, I was scared because of the silence. Now, I was scared by his... voice." The man said.
"What happened to his voice?" asked the Gray Hand.
"Like a needle." The man said.
"Sound? Sound like a needle?" the gray-handed man asked, "Why do you say that?"
The man added: "Because... when he said every word,... there was a thread jumping up on the Internet. Those threads are always connected. When I say jumping up, I don't mean It will break and lift up, but... it is... how should I put it? It is a thread, originally straight, but now the middle... bulges upward..."
The man with gray hands asked again: "What does that have to do with his voice being like a needle?"
"Oh... I haven't finished speaking yet, I haven't made it clear yet." The person said, "It's... one of the threads on the Internet. When the middle part bulges, I feel... like... it's being picked up by a needle. However, there was no real needle there, so I felt... that... that seemed to be the word that popped out when he was speaking, like a needle lifting... the threads on the web, and picking them up. It bulged in the middle.”
The man with gray hands asked: "You were scared and didn't speak. How did he react?"
"He asked me to answer him," the man said. "Did you answer?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I answered this time," the man said, "but I didn't say anything...substantial, because I...really don't know, so...I just said I don't know."
The man with gray hands asked, "What happened to him after hearing this?"
"He said...Am I actually looking at that...Xuwang?" the man said.
"Did you answer?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I said... I don't know if what I saw is the Xuwang he mentioned." The man said.
The man with gray hands asked again: "What did he say?"
"He asked me to tell you what I saw." The man said.
"Did you say that?" the gray-handed man asked.
"As I said," the man said, "I just...described the network I saw."
"Where is he?" asked the gray-handed man.
"He asked me if I saw any other web-like things?" the man said.
"Did you answer?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Yes, I said no." The man said.
"What happens next?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Then he said...Since I only saw this web, how could I not know whether what I saw was the thread web he was talking about." The man said.
(End of chapter)