Chapter 6635 (Six Thousand Six Hundred and Thirty Five) Evil Spirit
"Because we seek truth from facts." The brown-handed man said with a smile.
The man with gray hands said: "You didn't answer me, do you dare?"
The man with brown hands said: "Yeah, I haven't done it before, so naturally I don't know if I dare."
"Can't you imagine it?" asked the man with gray hands.
The man with brown hands replied: "I have to imagine the situation at that time to give an accurate answer, right?"
The man with gray hands asked: "You think so carefully?"
"Don't you think I'm thinking too far-sighted?" the brown-hand man joked, "Don't you think I'm short-sighted enough?"
The man with gray hands smiled and said: "You are indeed not short-sighted enough."
The man with brown hands deliberately joked and asked: "What does this mean? You don't think the same as the master, do you?"
"Your joke is too big." The gray-handed man said.
"How big is it?" asked the man with brown hands.
"How could my thoughts be similar to the user's? No need for a detailed explanation, right? This looks like a big joke." The gray-handed man said.
The man with brown hands said: "Okay. Can this big joke keep the cold away?"
"What are you trying to do to keep the cold away?" the gray-handed man said, "Now? Are you relying on big jokes to keep the cold away?"
"Of course it's now." The brown-handed man said, "After all, now is not the time. It can't work when you feel the coldness in the main tone."
The man with gray hands asked the man with brown hands: "At that time, if you were here, would you dare to make this big joke?"
The man with brown hands smiled and said: "Even if you make a joke like this, you can't say 'you must have the same idea as the user, right?', but say 'you must have the same idea as the user'."
"Is this still a joke?" the gray-handed man asked.
"If it counts in your eyes, then it counts." The man with brown hands said.
"In the eyes of the owner?" asked the gray-handed man. "In the eyes of the owner, it's best not to count." The brown-handed man said with a smile.
"Why?" asked the gray-handed man.
The man with brown hands replied: "If I use it as a joke if it is related to the user? Then I, the tool of the user, will become a joke that is not funny."
"I want to ask you another question, can't tools be used as a joke?" the man with gray hands asked.
"It sounds like you don't understand." The brown-handed man smiled.
"Of course I understand what you are talking about, but tools are sometimes considered to be joking." The gray-handed man said.
"You're talking about what the owner thinks, aren't you?" the brown-hand man asked.
"Yes." Gray Hand Man said, "Have you ever thought about the situation in the past when we talked to the master seriously, but the master said it was a joke?"
"I thought of it." The brown-handed man said, "So, as long as the master is present, the master has the final say whether it is a joke or not."
The gray-hand man said: "When the master said that we were joking, did his tone also have a chill?"
The man with brown hands smiled and said: "It seems so, why do you always mention the cold?"
The man with gray hands said: "As a tool for my master at that time, I felt a lot of coldness. In fact, calling it coldness is a good word."
"If you don't say it's nice, what are you going to say?" asked the man with brown hands.
"Evil spirit." The gray-handed man said.
"It seems true." The brown-handed man said, "But at that time, as a tool, could you feel the evil in the master's tone?"
The gray-handed man smiled and said, "Actually, 'evil energy' suddenly occurred to me while I was talking to you."
"Did you just think of it? Why didn't you say 'evil energy'?" asked the man with brown hands.
(End of chapter)