Chapter 5191 (Five Thousand One Hundred and Ninety) Biting Tongue
“I just feel that I shouldn’t think about certain things, but I can’t stop thinking about them…” the man said, “If I put up some resistance… yes… it’s just resistance, not confrontation… If putting up some resistance can stop me from thinking from the perspective of the blue-armored man… then I might feel more normal. That is… I want to be normal, and I don’t want to be like this now… I always feel ashamed. Although it’s not new, but… that feeling of shame is always there.”

The Gray Hands continued to ask the man, “What happened after you felt your teeth reappear?”

“I’m still very sad.” The man said, “I’m suffering from the cold, and from… that kind of darkness… In addition, I’m also suffering from the sudden disappearance of my teeth. I still don’t want to… don’t want to… stay in that dark and cold place like that… and stay like that forever.”

The Gray Hand asked, “You said earlier that your tongue is out of your control, right?”

“Yes.” said the man.

“But you did say those two words about teeth when you felt that you had no teeth, right?” asked the Gray-Handed Man.

“Yes.” said the man.

“How can a person speak normally if he can’t even control his tongue?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

The man was stunned by these words and said, “Yes…why…oh…I understand.”

“Understand what?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“It seems… it seems that my tongue is not affected when I speak.” The man said, “But… when I try to lick my teeth with my tongue… to see if biting my tongue can kill myself, my tongue… is affected.”

“Can you control your tongue again when you speak?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“It seems… it seems to be true.” The man said, “I don’t understand why… but… that world is like that… there are many things that I cannot understand.”

The Gray Hand asked again, “From the beginning to the end, when you were speaking, your tongue didn’t get out of your control?”

“Yes, it really didn’t appear.” The man replied. The Gray Hand Man asked: “But do you feel that your teeth are not there, and it affects your speech?”

The man said, “Actually… it didn’t affect my speech at all, because… I just had a lisp during that period…”

The Gray Hand asked, “What did you say next?”

“I did.” The man said, “I asked…how can I escape or die.”

“Is it because you don’t want to stay there any longer and can’t endure that kind of pain?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“Yes.” The man said, “I also asked who could give me a solution… and asked them to say something…”

“Do you think you’ll get a response this time when you say that?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

The man said: “It should be impossible, but… but even so, I still want to ask… because I still can’t function normally.”

“You still can’t bow your head at this time?” asked the man with gray hands.

“Yes…I am still bound in iron shackles.” said the man.

“Did you try to get away?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

“I’ve been trying.” The man said, “I’m trying… to struggle… but it doesn’t work at all.”

(End of this chapter)