Chapter 5737 (five thousand seven hundred and thirty-seven) plunder number

The brown-handed man said, “It seems like I haven’t felt deep for a while now, right? I am, how about you?”

“Me too.” The Gray Hand said, “That’s why it’s easier for me to trust this feeling.”

The brown-handed man added, “Now that you mention it, I believe your feeling this time.”

The Gray Hand Man said, “Does that mean this method can’t be used casually?”

“I feel that it should be.” The brown-handed man said, “You just said that you had a vague feeling that if you do this many times, it seems to be disadvantageous to you. How many times do you think it will really cause such disadvantages?”

“It doesn’t look like it will be used much.” said the Gray Hand Man.

“Only a few times?” asked the Brown Hand.

“Yes, not too many times.” said the man with gray hands.

“Can you feel the exact number of times?” asked the brown-handed man.

“I didn’t feel the exact number just now, but when I was guessing now, I felt like a few numbers were passing in front of me,” said the man with gray hands.

“They were all able to pass through?” The brown-handed man asked, “How could such a thing happen?”

“I don’t know either.” The Gray Hand Man said, “Maybe it has something to do with the environment.”

“I really don’t understand this situation.” The brown-handed man said, “What number is passing by?”

“It’s different every time.” said the man with gray hands.

“What happened?” asked the Brown-Handed Man.

“Sometimes it’s nine, sometimes it’s four, sometimes it’s three, and sometimes it’s two,” said the man with gray hands.

“Are there still numbers passing by now?” asked the Brown-Handed Man.

“Not at this moment.” The Gray Hand Man said, “But I feel like it hasn’t stopped.”

The brown-handed man asked, “So, maybe there will be other numbers passing by in a while?”

“Yes,” said the Gray Hand Man.

“About what time?” asked the brown-handed man.

“It seems to be soon.” replied the Gray Hand Man.

“Do you need to do something to make them come out?” the brown-handed man asked. “Maybe I don’t need to do anything either,” the gray-handed man said.

As soon as he finished speaking, the man with gray hands felt that he saw something passing by before his eyes again.

“Here it comes again, here it comes again!” said the Man with Gray Hands.

“How many?” asked the man with brown hands.

“Seven,” the Gray Hand Man answered.

“Is that the only one?” asked the Brown-Handed Man.

“Just this one,” said the Gray Hand Man.

“Will there be more?” the Brown-Handed Man continued to ask.

“I’m not sure.” said the Gray Hand Man.

“Didn’t you feel that it didn’t stop just now?” The brown-handed man asked, “Does your feeling now differ from before?”

“Something is different.” The Gray Hand Man replied.

“Is it about to stop?” asked the brown-handed man.

“That’s not the case,” said the Gray Hand Man. “I just feel that the feeling is not as strong as before. I felt that there would be more ‘plundering’ situations, but now I feel that even if there are still, there will only be a few times left.”

The brown-handed man asked, “Is this feeling deep?”

“No.” The Gray Hand said, “It’s superficial, and I don’t really trust my feelings at this moment.”

“You just said that you ‘feel that even if it still exists’, does that mean you think it is possible that it no longer exists?” asked the brown-handed man.

“Yes, but my feeling is still inclined towards there being some.” said the Gray Hand Man.

“If there are more, can you feel how long it will take for them to appear?” asked the Brown-Handed Man.

“It seems to be a little longer this time,” said the Gray Hand Man.

“It makes me want to try it.” said the man with brown hands.

“Try to say something absolute that makes you uncomfortable, like I did just now, and then add to it?” asked the Gray Hand Man.

(End of this chapter)