Chapter 5772 (five thousand seven hundred and seventy-two) part
The man with brown hands said: "Are you saying that I'm stuck in a certain pattern again?"
"Does it seem like there are any signs of this now?" the gray-handed man asked.
The man with brown hands said: "It doesn't count, right? I just told the truth. This time it feels like you came early. Are you trying to adjust the atmosphere by saying this?"
The gray-handed man smiled.
"I guess you are," said the brown-hand man.
"I suddenly thought, does the 'click' sound just now mean that they are connected?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Are you saying that the thing in the middle and the 'wings' on both sides are connected without us seeing it?" the brown-handed man asked.
"Yes," said the man with gray hands.
The man with brown hands said: "It's really possible that this is the case, but if it doesn't appear again, it seems difficult for us to confirm whether it is the case."
The man with gray hands added: "Are there any other signs that tell us whether we are connected together?"
"This is possible." The brown-handed man said, "If the connection leads to other situations, then as long as we see those other situations, we can know that it has changed, right? Maybe it can directly tell us where the connection is. Together."
"Indeed." The gray-handed man said.
At this time, the gray-handed man saw clearly.
"I finally saw clearly what time it was." The man with gray hands said, "It's 'three'."
"After you see it clearly, will the number disappear?" asked the man with brown hands.
"Yes, it will disappear soon." said the man with gray hands.
The man with brown hands said again: "Do you think there will be more passing by?"
"Yes." The gray-handed man said.
The man with brown hands said, "Did you wait long?"
"It's not long," said the man with gray hands. "I think this time it's very short."
At this moment, the Gray Hand Man passed by his eyes again.
"Here we go again, another part," said the man with gray hands. "I'm talking about numbers."
"Just look at it first, and you'll probably be able to tell how old it is after a while." The man with brown hands said.
"Probably." The man with gray hands said, "It's just that it may be a little slow to see clearly this time." "Do you think the number this time is getting smaller so you can see clearly?" asked the man with brown hands.
"Yes." The gray-handed man said, "It's too big now, I can only see part of it."
The man with brown hands asked: "Do I have to wait a little longer to get smaller?"
"That's right," said the man with gray hands.
"Is the rain starting again?" asked the brown-hand man.
"Yes, he got up again." The man with gray hands said, "It came from his abdomen."
"It's getting bigger and bigger," said the man with brown hands. "It's pitter-patter, and there's no sense of rhythm."
"The sound of rain seems normal this time." The man with gray hands said.
"Just like what you hear when it rains," said the brown-hand man.
"I didn't expect that at this time, the sound of rain would become ordinary." The gray-handed man said.
"Does it mean something?" asked the brown-hand man.
"In which direction?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I didn't think about it, I just wondered if it might have any meaning." The man with brown hands said.
"Do you sense any possible meaning?" the gray-handed man asked.
The man with brown hands said: "I can't feel it. What about you?"
"I don't feel it either, not even on the surface." The man with gray hands said.
The man with brown hands added: "The sound of the rain seems to be getting louder."
"It hasn't gotten smaller either." The gray-handed man said, "At this time."
"It's always been like that," said the brown-hand man.
The man with gray hands said again: "Will this last for a long time?"
"I feel like it won't happen this time," said the brown-hand man, "it seems to change soon."
(End of chapter)