Chapter 6123 (six thousand one hundred and twenty-three) retort
The gray-handed man said: "It's appropriate."
"No matter what, it's suitable, is that what you mean?" the brown-hand man asked.
"It's suitable in the first place." The gray-handed man said.
"Well, it's deep," said the brown-hand man, "let's continue asking him."
"What are you asking this time?" the gray-handed man asked.
"This time, ask: 'Are you full of fear right now?'" the brown-hand man said.
"Okay." The gray-handed man said.
The man with brown hands added: "You won't scare him by asking this, right?"
"The question I'm asking is whether he was scared." The gray-handed man said, "Will such words scare him? Besides, he was scared for so long just now. Compared with the previous words, these words It doesn’t seem to bring any fear to him, right?”
The man with brown hands said: "Well, it seems that's what you said."
The gray-handed man said, "Should we ask now?"
"Okay," said the brown-hand man.
So the two asked him: "Are you full of fear at this moment?"
The man replied: "Yeah, but...it's a little lighter than before."
"What period of time did he say 'before'?" the man with brown hands asked the man with gray hands.
The man with gray hands replied: "I feel like it was before it turned into darkness."
The man with brown hands said: "Indeed, it was after it turned dark this time that he paid attention to us again."
The man with gray hands said again: "Should we ask him?"
"You can ask." The brown-hand man said.
The gray-handed man said: "Forget it, I don't think it's necessary anymore."
The man with brown hands said, "Okay."
"Does this guy agree?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I agree." The brown-hand man said.
"Why?" asked the gray-handed man.
"Because you said you don't think it's necessary anymore." The brown-hand man said.
"I'm just saying what I think." The gray-handed man said.
"Yeah, I know." The brown-hand man said. "It's what I think. Do you agree?" the gray-handed man asked.
The man with brown hands said "hmm".
"What do you think?" the gray-handed man asked.
"I have already said that I agree with your opinion." The man with brown hands said.
"What if I retort now?" the gray-hand man asked.
"I agree, too," said the brown-hand man.
"Then I'll retort," the gray-handed man said.
"Then let's ask, how should we ask?" the brown-hand man said.
"I retorted again." The gray-handed man smiled deliberately, "I don't feel the need to ask again."
"Okay," said the brown-hand man.
"You won't agree again, will you?" the man with gray hands asked.
"I agree again," said the man with brown hands.
"How deeply have you fallen into a certain pattern?" the gray-hand man asked.
"Do you have a long ruler?" the brown-hand man asked jokingly.
"No." The gray-handed man said.
"Then how to measure it?" asked the man with brown hands.
"It would be easy to measure the depth of the well," said the gray-handed man.
"Is it easy?" asked the brown-hand man, "without a ruler."
The gray-handed man smiled and said: "If it were normal, we would never think of such a thing as a long ruler, right? We can use special skills to measure it."
"You're right. I don't know why I suddenly remembered the long ruler. These are not normal times. In this case, even logging how deep the well is is not something that can be done instantly for you and me. That's all," the brown-handed man said with a smile.
The gray-hand man said: "If the phenomenon really had a well, maybe we wouldn't be here right now."
"Are we all in the well?" asked the brown-hand man.
"It's very possible." The gray-handed man smiled.
"What are you doing in the well?" asked the brown-hand man.
(End of chapter)