Chapter 5766 (five thousand seven hundred and sixty-six) Slow down
"After accepting the transformation, it seems that we don't pay much attention to our own motives?" the gray-handed man said.
"None of us are encouraged to care about our own motives," said the brown-hand man.
"Indeed." The man with gray hands said, "If our own motivation is not conducive to completing the task for that person, it may slow down the progress of something."
The man with brown hands said: "In whose eyes, progress is what really matters."
The gray-hand man said: "We are just tools in his eyes, right?"
"Absolutely. Judging from his previous attitude towards us, this is probably the case." The brown-handed man said.
"But you and I always treat him with respect," said the man with gray hands.
"Yes, not only that, you and I sometimes quarrel because of him." said the brown-hand man.
The gray-hand man said: "At that time, I always felt that I was right, so there was nothing wrong with anyone, but I found fault with the people who worked with me."
The man with brown hands said, "Me too."
The gray-handed man added: "Those two 'wings' have lasted for a long time, I mean this time."
The man with brown hands said: "The color has changed again."
"It seems to be the opposite of what happened just now?" the gray-handed man said.
"Just now, it turned from brown to more and more yellow. This time, it changed to brown again?" asked the man with brown hands.
"Yes." The man with gray hands said, "Will it turn back to the same brown color again soon?"
"I'll see," said the brown-hand man.
"Surface feeling?" the gray-hand man asked.
"That's right." The man with brown hands said, "What do you think?" "I think so." The man with gray hands said, "And it's also a superficial feeling."
The man with brown hands said again: "This time you and I feel the same again. Does this mean that this is really going to happen again?"
"It should be, right?" said the man with gray hands, "I think so."
The man with brown hands added: "The bamboo shoots in the middle are also brown now."
"It's really fast," said the man with gray hands. "It's quite sudden."
The man with brown hands said: "But the colors of the two 'wings' are not exactly the same?"
"Yes, it's not exactly the same yet. It seems to be still adjusting." The gray-handed man said.
"Actually, the colors of the two 'wings' are also changing, and they really are not that obvious." The brown-handed man said.
"They are all changing. Did their colors become completely the same at a certain moment? Is that brown the result of their 'accommodating' each other?" asked the man with gray hands.
"It's possible," said the brown-hand man, "but because they are always changing, it seems that they have been missed time and time again."
"Do you mean... let me give you an example. When the two 'wings' turn dark brown, the 'bamboo shoot' in the middle is still light brown, but when the 'bamboo shoot' becomes the same as the previous 'wing' The moment it turned dark brown, those two 'wings' turned into a lighter brown?" said the gray-handed man.
"That's what it means," said the brown-hand man.
"I don't know how many more times I will miss it," said the man with gray hands.
The man with brown hands added: "No matter how many times I miss it, if it finally turns into the same color, that moment will be impressive."
The gray-hand man said: "Yes, what you said actually made me think of how people get along with each other."
The man with brown hands said: "When A initially thought this way, B did not think this way. When B's idea became the same as A's original idea, A's idea changed again. When you talk about getting along, this is what I thought of ”
(End of chapter)