Chapter 5870 (Five Thousand Eight Hundred and Seventy) Noises
The man with brown hands said: "What if things are different in a while?"
The gray-handed man said: "Look, you are like this again, are you going through a cycle?"
The man with brown hands asked: "Why is it looping?"
"You've already figured it out in your mind, so why are you saying 'just in case'?" said the gray-handed man.
"So what I'm talking about is 'just in case'." The brown-handed man said, "Generally, things that are said to be 'just in case' are things that don't happen that easily, right?"
The gray-hand man said: "You make sense."
The man with brown hands said: "Are there any other changes before your eyes?"
"Not yet," said the gray-handed man.
The man with brown hands said: "It seems there is a sound."
"I'll listen," said the gray-handed man.
"That's right," said the brown-hand man.
"What's the sound?" asked the gray-handed man.
The man with brown hands said: "I'm too young, I haven't heard it yet."
The gray-handed man asked: "From what direction did you come?"
"I'm still listening," said the brown-hand man.
"I feel like it's coming from his side." The gray-handed man said.
"Yes, now that I'm older, I should be able to tell that it's coming from his side." The brown-hand man said.
"Abdomen?" asked the man with gray hands.
"About that," said the brown-hand man.
The gray-hand man said: "But it's not like the sound of wind."
"What does it sound like?" asked the brown-hand man.
"I can't tell." said the man with gray hands.
The man with brown hands asked: "Is it because the sound is too noisy?"
"Yes," said the gray-hand man, "mixed sounds."
"There are all kinds of sounds, but I can't be sure what the sounds are inside." The brown-hand man said.
"Me too." The gray-handed man said.
"Noisy noises," said the brown-hand man.
"I thought of a question." The gray-handed man said. "Say it," said the brown-hand man.
"Isn't this noise going on forever?" the gray-hand man asked.
"I don't know." The brown-hand man said, "At least it hasn't stopped yet."
"Why doesn't it continue to get bigger?" said the gray-handed man.
"It's as if we're afraid that we'll hear clearly." The brown-handed man said with a smile.
"You can still laugh in this situation." The man with gray hands said.
"You laughed when you said this, and I could hear it." The man with brown hands said.
The man with gray hands said again: "Isn't it because you laughed first?"
"You just said that you thought of a question. Could it be the question of whether the noise will continue to sound?" asked the man with brown hands.
"No." The Gray Hand said, "How did you think it might not be the case?"
"After I heard what you said just now, I thought you would continue to ask, but you asked why it didn't continue to grow bigger." The brown-handed man said.
"I just suddenly remembered that sentence, so I asked." The man with gray hands said.
The man with brown hands said, "What else do you want to ask?"
"I would like to ask, if the noise continues, will the wind sound stop appearing again." The gray-handed man said.
"Is this what you really want to say?" the brown-hand man asked.
"Yes." The gray-handed man said.
"I hope not," said the brown-hand man.
The gray-hand man asked: "Do you feel this way?"
"Not yet," said the brown-hand man.
"Does that noise include the sound of wind?" The gray-handed man said as if he suddenly thought of something.
The man with brown hands was stunned and said, "What should we do now?"
"I still don't dare to act so quickly." The gray-handed man said.
The man with brown hands said: "Yes, I didn't even hear what the sound was."
The man with gray hands said: "Even if the noise contains the sound of wind, it seems that it is not suitable to act rashly."
(End of chapter)