Chapter 5763 (five thousand seven hundred and sixty-three) Bamboo Shoots
The gray-handed man said: "I can only say that I hope there will be feelings."
The man with brown hands said: "The sound of rain seems to be getting louder again."
"Yes, it feels like the rain is getting heavier." The gray-handed man said.
"You can't see any changes just by looking at him." The man with brown hands said.
"This is not new." The gray-hand man said, "There haven't been any changes that we can see above the tree beads, right?"
"There's nothing I can see yet. As for what I can't see, it's hard to say." The man with brown hands said.
"As soon as you said it couldn't be seen, I thought that the two 'wings' might move to both sides again." The gray-handed man asked.
"If something appears in the middle again, maybe we still can't touch the two 'wings'." The brown-handed man said.
As the man with brown hands said this, his two wings glowed brown, and something appeared again in the middle of the two "wings".
"As I said, here we come." The gray-handed man said.
"The distance between the two 'wings' has indeed become larger again." The man with brown hands said.
"They've all changed color," said the man with gray hands.
"This time it's brown," said the brown-hand man.
"What does the thing in the middle look like?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Like 'bamboo shoots'." The brown-handed man said, "'bamboo shoots' that are bigger than the 'corn' just now."
"Yes, the beards of the 'corn' just now are also part of the 'corn'. Just like that, the 'bamboo shoots' now are bigger than the 'corn' just now." The gray-handed man said.
"It's really much bigger." The brown-hand man said.
"The distance between the two 'wings' has really expanded significantly." The gray-handed man said.
"Otherwise, the 'bamboo shoots' would have encountered them long ago." The brown-handed man said.
"Those two 'wings' seem to have been deliberately hiding from the thing in the middle." The gray-handed man said. "Maybe it's to make room for the things in the middle?" the brown-hand man asked.
"Yes, maybe within a certain period of time, once they encounter them, they will affect subsequent events?" said the gray-handed man.
"I don't know." The man with brown hands said, "The color of the bamboo shoots seems to have changed a little now. Am I dazzled?"
"No," said the gray-hand man, "I think you're right. Although it's not that obvious, it's definitely changed."
"What direction of change are you seeing?" said the brown-hand man, "I mean the color."
"Change in the direction of brown." The man with gray hands answered.
"What I see is the same," said the brown-hand man. "It's still changing."
The man with gray hands said: "Do you think it will eventually turn the same brown as the left and right 'wings'?"
"Yes," said the brown-hand man, "that's what I think."
The man with gray hands said: "If they all turn brown, will they be connected together?"
"When you put it like that, I think it's really possible." The brown-handed man said.
"I don't know how long it will take for the bamboo shoots to change." The gray-handed man said, "I think the bamboo shoots are changing very slowly now."
The man with brown hands said, "It seems to be getting slower and slower."
"Will it slowly stop changing, and then we won't see it become the same color as the two 'wings'?" asked the man with gray hands.
"I don't know why, but I think it will turn into the same color sooner or later." The man with brown hands said.
"Isn't this something you feel deeply?" the gray-handed man asked.
"No," said the brown-hand man, "this is still my superficial feeling, the kind of superficial feeling that I can easily believe."
(End of chapter)