Chapter 5746 (five thousand seven hundred and forty-six) is a number
"What are you entering?" The man with gray hands clearly knew what the man with brown hands was talking about, but he deliberately asked in a naughty tone.
The man with brown hands said, "You know."
"How do you know that I know?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Do you still need to ask?" said the brown-hand man, "the tone of your words is so obvious."
The man with gray hands said again: "How do you know that what I know is what you think?"
"Come again." The gray-handed man said.
"You haven't answered me yet about what I'm getting into," said the brown-hand man.
The gray-handed man said: "Then I will answer you."
"But you didn't answer," said the brown-hand man.
"I haven't said it yet." The gray-handed man said.
"Then tell me," said the brown-hand man.
"Another one... passed by," the gray-handed man said.
"How many?" asked the man with brown hands.
"I don't know." The gray-handed man said.
"How come it's not clear?" asked the man with brown hands.
"You can't see clearly. It's really not obvious this time." The gray-handed man said, "That's why I didn't say that what passed by was a number just now."
"That is to say, it is possible that what passed by this time was not a number?" the brown-hand man asked.
The man with gray hands added, "I still think it's a number, but I'm not sure, so I didn't say anything."
"Do you see clearly now?" asked the man with brown hands.
"No." The gray-handed man said.
"Still not?" said the brown-hand man, "has it disappeared?"
The man with gray hands said again: "No."
"What's it like now?" asked the brown-hand man.
"It still seems unclear." The gray-handed man said. "How long do you think it will take for it to clear up?" asked the brown-hand man.
"I'm not even sure it's clear anymore," the Gray Hand said.
"Which one prefers to be able or not?" asked the brown-hand man.
"I'm more inclined to be able," the gray-hand man said, "This is just because I hope to be able."
"Is there actually no obvious tendency?" the brown-hand man asked.
"Yes, because they are all unknown." said the man with gray hands.
The man with brown hands added, "You may be able to see it clearly if you wait a moment. I hope so."
The gray-handed man said: "I hope it will be as you and I think."
The man with brown hands said: "Then will you still answer my question?"
The man with gray hands said: "Answer it. I was distracted before I could answer just now."
"Answer my question, will it not affect your viewing?" asked the man with brown hands.
"It doesn't affect it." The gray-handed man said, "I am also paying attention to the area above the tree bead at this time."
"Me too." The brown-handed man said, "But the difference is that I didn't even count him passing by before my eyes just now. I'll take a look at him first, to take care of both."
"Well." The man with gray hands said, "Let me answer your question first. Did you just say that I was going into a certain mode again?"
The man with brown hands said, "It's obvious. Don't you think it looks like it?"
"I just thought your superficial feeling was quite believable." The gray-hand man said, "This is not necessarily because you have entered a certain mode."
"Isn't it?" said the brown-hand man, "Why don't you say this about your own superficial feelings?"
"I don't know either. Then I'll find a reason. Maybe it's because..." The gray-hand man said, "You can't talk nonsense about this reason. It would be bad if you say something that is not good for you and me."
The man with brown hands said again: "Look, I can't make it up anymore."
The gray-handed man said: "I just don't know the reason."
The man with brown hands said in a naughty tone: "Okay, I won't continue to talk to you about this this time."
The man with gray hands said: "See clearly!"
(End of chapter)