Chapter 5672 (five thousand six hundred and seventy-two) Reef
"Yes, it's very different from before," said the brown-hand man.
The gray-hand man said: "Every time I see this contrast, I feel very lucky."
The man with the brown hand added, "I'd be glad too. Do you feel anything else?"
"I was just about to say that while I'm thankful, I'm also a little worried." The gray-handed man said.
"What are you worried about?" asked the man with brown hands.
"I'm worried about whether there will be any side effects if we do this." The gray-handed man said.
"I just asked you if you have any other feelings because I also have this kind of worry." The man with brown hands said.
"What kind of side effects do you think it might have?" the gray-hand man asked.
"If we spend more and more time talking to each other, will it affect the progress of certain things?" said the brown-handed man.
"I did think so just now," said the man with gray hands, "but then I thought of something else."
The man with brown hands asked, "What did you think of?"
The gray-hand man said: "Even if it takes more and more time to speak for each other and affects the progress of certain things, it is not necessarily a bad thing."
The man with brown hands said: "Yes, and even if this is not the case, we will probably affect the progress of certain things."
The gray-hand man said: "Yes, I think so too. The progress of certain things is probably destined to be affected by you and me, but what affects that progress is actually procrastination."
The man with brown hands said: "Yes, no matter what you say, it is procrastination. In this case, then say something that makes you and me comfortable. This way of procrastination may be better among all kinds of procrastination."
The man with gray hands said, "Listen."
The brown-hand man listened and said: "Reef?" "You are thinking the same thing as me." The gray-hand man said, "What I think of now is the sound of waves hitting the reef. I don't know if it is, but I hear that kind of sound." The sound immediately reminded me of the reef.”
The brown-hand man said: "That's how I am. Do you think the sound of the reef comes from somewhere else, or from his belly."
The man with gray hands said: "Judging."
"So you didn't judge immediately. It seems that you think the sound of the rocks may not come from his abdomen?" the brown-handed man asked.
The man with gray hands said: "Well, it's possible. I want to know now whether this possibility is high."
The man with brown hands said, "I want to know too."
"But you don't feel it, do you?" asked the gray-hand man.
"Yes." The brown-hand man said, "There's not even a superficial feeling."
"Are you still trying to judge?" the gray-hand man said, "I am like this."
The man with brown hands said: "Yes, I am still trying to judge, but I don't even have a superficial feeling, so I really can't judge."
The gray-hand man said: "I'm even thinking about what I can do to make me feel this way."
"Logically speaking, this kind of thing doesn't even have superficial feelings. It's not normal." The brown-handed man said.
"Yes, it is indeed abnormal. Of course, now I don't know how to call it normal. Let's go back to the topic of normal and abnormal in this environment." The gray-handed man said, "There is no need to use anything on the surface. This It seems like it shouldn’t be the kind of thing that makes me feel indifferent.”
After saying this, the gray-handed man felt that what he said did not make sense, so he added: "What should or should not be done? Under such circumstances, I have no reliable basis for what I say."
The man with brown hands asked: "Will we feel it soon?"
(End of chapter)