Chapter 5764 (five thousand seven hundred and sixty-four) yellowish
The gray-handed man thought for a moment and said, "I feel the same way. It's obviously a superficial feeling, but I still believe it deeply."
The man with brown hands said: "Have you noticed? When you and I are convinced, we are usually right."
"It seems so." The Gray Hand said, "So it seems we should believe it?"
"There's nothing wrong with believing now," said the brown-hand man.
The man with gray hands said again: "It seems that the speed of change is faster again?"
"That's right." The man with brown hands said, "It's getting closer and closer to brown, it's a bit obvious."
"It seems like it will turn brown soon," said the man with gray hands.
The man with brown hands said again: "It seems that something has changed again?"
"Suddenly not as fast as before?" The gray-handed man asked.
"Slowing down again," said the brown-hand man.
"Is the speed of this change suddenly fast and sometimes slow?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I think so. The next time you get up quickly, it should be the same brown as the left and right wings, right?" said the man with brown hands.
"It's very possible." The gray-handed man said, "If we get up quickly again, we should be able to unify the colors."
The man with brown hands said: "The colors of the left and right 'wings' seem to be changing too?"
"This has just changed." said the man with gray hands. "This has never happened before."
"Yes." The brown-handed man said, "It seems to have turned yellow this time?"
The man with gray hands said: "It's getting more and more yellow."
The man with brown hands said, "If this continues, even if the 'bamboo shoot' in the middle turns brown after a while, it won't be the same color as the left and right 'wings'?"
"If it really goes like this, it's probably what you said." The gray-handed man said.
The man with brown hands added: "But if it doesn't continue like this, maybe it can still be the same." "You always think that their colors will be the same. I think so too. In fact, I don't know why I think so." Gray. The handman asked, "Why must we agree?"
"That's true when you say so." The brown-handed man said, "Why must we agree? Do we all feel that if we agree, there is a high possibility of certain changes happening?"
The man with gray hands said: "It seems that you were right."
"What changes are you thinking of?" asked the man with brown hands.
The man with gray hands added: "What I think is that if they have the same color, they will be spliced together immediately, and they will be spliced into a bird and fly."
The man with brown hands said, "You and I think the same thing."
"But considering the current situation, I think it's a bit funny." The gray-handed man said.
"Why?" asked the brown-hand man.
"What does the one in the middle look like now?" asked the man with gray hands.
"Bamboo shoots," said the man with brown hands.
"A 'bamboo shoot', added with wings, can fly?" the gray-hand man said, "I feel funny when I think of this."
"Haha..." the man with brown hands said, "I think it's a bit funny when you say this, but if the 'bamboo shoot' adds wings, suddenly turns into a bird, and flies again, it seems much more normal."
The man with gray hands said: "That's it, but I just thought of the bamboo shoots flying again and again."
The man with brown hands said: "It would make me happy if I thought about it this way."
"If you and I can be happy in this situation, it would be quite precious." The gray-handed man said.
"Happiness is extremely precious." said the man with brown hands.
"Why do you and I think so now?" the gray-handed man asked curiously.
(End of chapter)