Chapter 6417 (Six Thousand Four Hundred and Seventeen) Loading
The man with brown hands smiled and said: "But, I didn't say that I knew. That's why I said your question sounded so powerful."
The gray-handed man smiled and said: "You didn't know that if I asked you that, you could sound so powerful?"
The man with brown hands smiled at the man with gray hands and said, "It's just because I don't know that when you ask that, it sounds so awesome."
"How wrong?" The gray-handed man laughed, "Is that what you mean?"
"No." The brown-handed man said, "It's not a question of right or wrong. I just think your idea is very special."
"You think my idea is very special, is this the reason why my question sounds so powerful?" the gray-handed man asked.
"That's right." The brown-hand man said.
"Listen for yourself, can you make sense?" the gray-handed man asked.
"You asked me to listen to it myself." The man with brown hands said.
"Yes." The gray-handed man said.
"You asked me to listen to it myself. I think it makes sense." The brown-hand man said.
The man with gray hands asked the man with brown hands, "Okay then."
"Is this how you compromise?" the brown-handed man asked deliberately.
"Compromise or not, that's the end of the matter." The gray-handed man said deliberately.
The man with brown hands said: "That's not necessarily true. Maybe if you say it again, I might change my mind."
"I have no intention of changing your mind," said the Gray Hand.
The man with brown hands asked: "That's right, it's better for you to be like this."
"What's so good about this?" the gray-handed man asked.
"It won't force me to change my mind, how rare it is." The brown-hand man said.
"It's not like I just became like this." The man with gray hands said.
"I don't think of you as you were before." The man with brown hands said.
"Who is it?" asked the man with gray hands, "Master?" The man with brown hands said to the man with gray hands, "Master always forces me to change my mind, and you know it."
"Of course I know. Not only does it force you to change your mind, it also forces me to change my mind." The gray-handed man said.
"Have you changed your mind?" asked the brown-hand man.
"After using the Lord to force me to change my mind?" the man with gray hands asked.
"Yes." The brown-hand man said.
"Of course I followed the user's wishes." Gray Hand Man said, "But in fact, he was unwilling to do so."
"Does this count as a real change of mind?" the brown-hand man asked.
"I think I was just doing that." Gray Hand Man said, "At least during that time, I put the owner's thoughts into it."
The man with brown hands smiled and said, "What happened after that time?"
"After that period of time?" the gray-hand man asked, "I probably don't think about those anymore."
"Does what was loaded before still exist?" the brown-hand man asked.
"This question is difficult to answer." The gray-hand man said, "It seems to be there, but then I don't think about those things. When I don't think about them, do they really exist? After all, what I mean is to load in ideas. Ideas are this thing , can you just pretend it doesn’t exist when you don’t want to?”
"Listening to what you say, you seem to want to pretend it doesn't exist?" the brown-hand man asked.
"Of course." Gray Hand Man said, "It would be best if it is not installed, but if it has been installed, naturally it would be best if it doesn't exist."
"Then it doesn't exist." The brown-hand man said decisively.
"Why are you so sure?" the gray-handed man asked.
"That's it." The brown-hand man said.
"Didn't you feel less comfortable because you spoke too absolutely?" the gray-handed man asked.
"No," said the brown-hand man, "I must say that."
(End of chapter)