Chapter 5711 (Five Thousand Seven Hundred and Eleven) Strategy
The gray-hand man said: "If the sound that appears later is really the kind of wind and rain, then can we still do what we said before?"
The man with brown hands said: "If you can hear the sounds of several winds, and it is definitely the sound of four winds, then that's okay, right?"
The man with gray hands said: "The sound of the rain now can't be said to be able to cover up the sound of the wind just now."
As soon as the gray-handed man finished speaking, the sound of rain became louder.
The man with brown hands said to the man with gray hands: "Why did you do this just after you said it?"
"The sound of rain suddenly became so loud?" The gray-handed man asked in confusion.
"It's as if I immediately changed my strategy after hearing what you said." The brown-hand man said.
"Yes, what I just said didn't sound enough to cover up the sound of the wind. Then the sound of the rain became louder, as if it changed in response to my words." The gray-handed man said.
The man with brown hands said: "I just don't know if it will turn out like what you said and cover up the noise just now."
"This sound shouldn't be able to be drowned out now, right?" the gray-handed man asked.
"It can't be done at the moment, but it sounds like it's still changing." The man with brown hands said.
"It hasn't stopped growing yet," said the Gray Hand.
"Yes." The man with brown hands said, "This is quite unusual. It suddenly grew bigger after you said those words, but it didn't stop growing after it grew bigger."
After saying this, the man with brown hands asked a little uncertainly: "Is that so? The growth has never stopped, right? This is what I felt before, but I don't want to say it too absolutely." The man with gray hands said: " It probably just didn’t stop getting bigger. It’s just weird. I thought it would stop getting bigger after it suddenly got bigger. Of course, I thought it would be enough to drown out the sound of the wind.”
The man with brown hands said, "Why do you think that after you get big once, you won't get any bigger again?"
"Just because I feel that the sound of the rain is louder than the sound of the wind, it feels like the task has been completed, and there is no need to continue to get louder." The gray-handed man said.
"Listening to what you say, it sounds like there is a controller behind the sound of the rain." The brown-handed man said.
"When you say that, what I just said seems to give people this feeling." The gray-handed man said, "And it seems that this controller is to prevent you and me from blowing normally when the four winds sound again."
The man with brown hands said: "Maybe you are right?"
"Ah?" said the gray-handed man, "can I be right about this?"
"In a place like this, many situations are possible." The man with brown hands said.
"You are right." The man with gray hands said, "But I'm like, if a controller does this really to prevent you and me from blowing smoothly and normally when the four winds sound again, what is the fundamental purpose? Woolen cloth?"
After saying this, the gray-hand man felt that it was unlikely and said: "That's what I said, but after I said it, I felt that it was unlikely to be the case."
The man with brown hands added: "If that's what you said, then the fundamental purpose may be to prevent you and me from moving smoothly, right? Of course, I guessed based on what you just said, not that I think it will really be like that."
The gray-handed man said: "Even you think it's not that unlikely, and I think so too. But if we continue to guess this unlikely statement, what else can we guess? Or, is there no need to continue guessing? "
(End of chapter)