Chapter 5780 (five thousand seven hundred and eighty) A few pieces
The gray-handed man said: "No matter how the number changes, it will never leave the green yarn."
The brown-hand man said: "You see that it is extremely closely connected with the green yarn?"
"Yes." The gray-handed man said.
The man with brown hands said again: "The number has always been attached to the green gauze?"
"No." The gray-handed man replied.
"No?" asked the brown-hand man.
"It jumped," said the man with gray hands.
"Then you can take the opportunity to see how big it is?" said the man with brown hands.
"Can't see clearly." The gray-handed man said.
"You still can't see clearly when you change the angle?" the man with brown hands asked, "Does it also change the angle with you?"
"Yes." The man with gray hands said, "It always makes me see sideways."
"Wait a minute, you just said it jumped up, does that mean it broke away from the green gauze?" the man with brown hands asked.
"It doesn't count." The gray-handed man said, "It also brought up the silk threads of the green gauze, just a few of them."
The man with brown hands said: "How many green gauze threads are holding it?"
"Yes." The man with gray hands said, "What does it look like? The number seems to be controlled by the green gauze. When it is close to the green gauze, the green gauze directly controls it. When it is some distance away from the green gauze, At that time, the green yarn controlled it through those few threads. "
"This sounds quite like myself." The brown-hand man said.
"Like you?" the gray-hand man asked, "Who is controlling him?"
"You know," said the brown-hand man.
"Yeah, I know." The gray-hand man said, "You feel like you, and I feel like me."
"That's us," said the brown-hand man.
The man with gray hands asked: "We are like that number, so who is like green yarn?"
"Yes." The man with the brown hand said, "Even if we are no longer next to him, he is still controlling us." "Not just with magic." The man with the gray hand said.
"There's also the spiritual side," said the brown-hand man.
"We never thought much of this before," said the Gray Hand.
"That's right." The brown-handed man said, "Even though I think so now, it doesn't mean that I have escaped from that person's control."
The gray-hand man said: "We have directly said 'him' many times just now."
"Sometimes I still say 'who'?" said the brown-hand man.
"Every moment may feel different," said the gray-hand man. "Sometimes I say 'who', and other times, as if I suddenly have more courage, I say 'him' directly."
The man with brown hands said: "There are also times when I didn't seem to think twice about whether to say 'that who' or 'him', and just blurted out and said one of them casually."
The gray-handed man said: "Our words can probably reflect our status."
The man with brown hands said: "This is the period of time."
"We are in such an environment." Gray Hand said.
"Yeah." The brown-handed man said, "If it were before, our words would hardly reflect our status."
"In the past, were our words what we wanted to say?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Maybe I thought so at that time," the brown-hand man said.
"I used to think it was," said the man with gray hands. "Actually, he might be saying what others said, or what others wanted me to say."
"And it doesn't seem strange," said the brown-hand man.
"Is it because we accepted the transformation at that time and were not in a special environment like now?" the gray-handed man asked.
"Probably." The brown-hand man said, "At least during this period, what I said should be what I wanted to say, right? In fact, this is not easy to figure out."
(End of chapter)