Ground Stars / 地上星 · Ch.75 第75章 失频之地与奇怪引擎 -4
第75章 失频之地与奇怪引擎 –4
Chapter 75: The Shibin Wastes and the Strange Engine – 4
有人提著小灯跑到远方去寻找蕴含其它材料的矿石。
Someone carried a small lantern and ran far away in search of ore containing other materials.
作为引擎，它并不需要太大的量，因为煤油灯的玻璃身体本就不重。
As an engine, it didn’t require a large quantity, since the glass body of the kerosene lamp was not heavy to begin with.
当壹切材料准备好后，壹人对杨子藏道：
Once all the materials were ready, one person said to Yang Zicang:
「杨哥妳进去亲自做吧，有蓝图很简单的，展开妳的Moexl，按顺序去触碰就行了。」
“Brother Yang, just go in and do it yourself. With the blueprint, it’s simple—unfold your Moxel and touch them in order.”
杨子藏走入这棚子内在堆放材料的蓝图旁边坐下，将最后还缺少的那个钝角失念Moexl放在了蓝图扩散开的光芒的壹角。
Yang Zicang walked into the shed, sat down beside the pile of materials with the blueprint, and placed the last missing obtuse Deprived Moxel onto one corner of the light radiating from the blueprint.
[我即将开始制作失念引擎：煤油灯。]
[I am about to begin crafting the Shin Engine: Kerosene Lamp.]
Moexl在胸前浮现闪动而出。
The Moxel emerged and flickered to life before his chest.
因为背对众人，加上棚内混吨的光线干扰，大伙儿并未发现那壹闪就窜到手上的四边形。
Because his back was turned to everyone, compounded by the chaotic light within the shed obscuring his movements, they failed to notice the Quad that shot into his hand in a split second.
按照蓝图亮起的光芒所指引，杨子藏将手点向蕴含著幻影的黑色溪水。
Following the guidance of the light emitted by the blueprint, Yang Zicang pointed his hand toward the black stream water infused with illusions.
伴随著红色魔晶石的光芒黯淡，小桶内的水快速消散壹部分，融入蓝图散发的制作煤油灯的幻影中。
As the crimson magic crystal’s light dimmed, the water in the small bucket quickly dissipated in part, merging into the phantasm of a crafted kerosene lamp emanating from the blueprint.
随后杨子藏依次点击了矿石材料，制作灯芯的植物材料等物品。当它们尽数化为能量旋转在身前后，他最后点击向隐隐开始散发出荧光的失念Moexl。
Subsequently, Yang Zicang sequentially clicked on the ore materials, plant materials for crafting the lampwick, and other items. After they all transformed into rotating energy before him, he finally tapped on the dimly glowing, forlorn Moxel.
呼～
Whoosh~
能量之风缓缓旋转。
The wind of energy slowly swirled.
[我，伟大的四边形，感受到了同类转为新生状态。]
[I, the great Quad, sense a kin transitioning into a nascent state.]
蕴含Moexl的暗沈晶石剧烈颤抖，它刷地悬浮而起，将这团能量尽数吸入晶石中。
The dark, dull crystal containing the Moxel trembled violently, abruptly floating up and absorbing the entire mass of energy into itself.
杨子藏感觉此刻的自己就像是个神奇的炼金魔法师。
Yang Zicang felt at that moment like a mystical alchemist-magician.
光芒中，晶石中出现了个不伦不类的工厂影像，宛若梦中东拼西凑的工厂场景。
Amidst the radiance, a grotesque, incongruous factory image materialized within the crystal, reminiscent of a patchwork factory scene from a dream.
壹个个造型优雅，带著修长灯芯的玻璃瓶的影像不断闪过。
One by one, visions of elegantly shaped glass bottles with elongated wicks flashed by.
[因为我是四边形，所以我可以帮它凝练更多的脉搏。]
[Because I am Quad, I can help it condense more pulses.]
晶石突然大亮。
The crystal suddenly blazed brightly.
「好亮，这个引擎应该不会失败。」棚外几人悄声道。
“So bright! Hopefully, this engine won’t fail,” whispered several people outside the shed.
晶石在光芒中拉长，形成壹个小发动机的水晶Moexl，里面是油灯的影像。
The crystal elongated within the light, forming a small engine-shaped crystal Moxel, its interior holding the image of an oil lamp.
光芒猛然缩进它内部，在其落地前，杨子藏壹手将其接过。
The light abruptly retracted into its core, and just before it landed, Yang Zicang caught it with one hand.
咔嚓，摊在地面的蓝图龟裂，像是转瞬间经过了漫长的时光，成为破败无用的垃圾。
Crack. The blueprints spread across the ground fractured, as if they had weathered an eternity in an instant, withering into useless, decrepit trash.
[我获得了失念引擎，它的心脏还能泵165次。]
[I obtained the Shin Engine. Its heart can pump 165 more times.]
能产出165份煤油灯，这就是它的极限了。感受著从水晶小发动机自然传递来的信息，这比蓝图所蕴含的六十五份多了壹百份。
It can produce 165 kerosene lamps—that’s its limit. Sensing the message transmitted naturally by the tiny crystal engine, this was a hundred more than the sixty-five encoded in the blueprints.
「好可爱呀。」沐小雨看著拳头大小的发动机，满眼都是亮闪闪的星星，这东西的卖相的确不错。
“So cute!” Mu Xiaoyu gazed at the fist-sized engine, stars gleaming in her eyes. Its appearance was indeed appealing.
「给妳玩。」杨子藏埋著身子走出工作棚，将失念引擎递给雀跃的少女。
“Here, for you to play with.” Yang Zicang stooped as he exited the workspace and handed the Shin Engine to the elated girl.
「能用它造出煤油灯吗？」
“Can it be used to make kerosene lamps?”
沐小雨转身将小引擎摊在手中，对这几人道。
Mu Xiaoyu spun around, placing the small engine on her upturned hand, and spoke to her companions.
「我们没办法喔，除非是地形类的，否则制作物品的机器只有枢纽镇才有。」
“We can’t handle that. Unless it’s a terrain-type item, machines for crafting things only exist in Hubville.”
壹身破烂的六人略显无奈。
The six ragged figures sighed with a hint of disappointment.
确切的说是只有在枢纽镇的店铺内才能使用，杨子藏内心壹叹，在那里拥有店铺是很难的事吧。
More precisely, they could only be used in the shops of Hubville. Yang Zicang let out an inward sigh—having a shop there would be incredibly difficult, wouldn’t it?
「欸，等下。」
“Hey, wait a second.”
见到这小引擎，突然其中壹人结结巴巴的指著它道：「我看错了吗，为什么是三缸的？」
Suddenly, one of them, upon seeing the small engine, stammered while pointing at it: “Am I seeing things wrong? Why does it have three cylinders?”
「咦，对诶，那不是钝角Moexl提供的核心吗，竟然触发了升级？」
“Hey, wait—isn’t that the core provided by Blunt Moxel? It actually triggered an upgrade?”
「还有这种说法？」杨子藏看向他们。
“There’s such a thing?” Yang Zicang looked at them.
手册不是百科全书，它只是大概介绍了失频之地而已。
The manual wasn’t an encyclopedia—it only gave a rough overview of the Shibin Wastes.
那人壹副羡慕的样子：「制作人的Moexl比失念Moexl的线条多的话，有微弱概率触发失念引擎的缸数升级。但那连百分之壹概率都不到，妳的运气怎么会这么好。」
That person spoke with envy in their tone: “If the maker’s Moxel has more lines than the Lost Moxel, there’s a slim chance of triggering a cylinder upgrade on the Shin Engine. But that probability is less than even one percent—how did you manage such ridiculous luck?”
「这算是极品了吧，妳看它里面的瓶子好漂亮，就像凡尔赛宫里才能拥有的东西。」
“This is something pristine, man. Look at the bottle inside—it’s so beautiful, like something you’d only find in the Palace of Versailles.”
「人家凡尔赛宫不点煤油灯。」
“Last I checked, the Palace of Versailles doesn’t burn kerosene lamps.”
「竟然在这种东西上升级为三缸，可惜。没几个人愿意舍得三角形Moexl去做这种东西，我感觉这个引擎可以换至少三年的时序呢。」
“Wasting such an upgrade for a three-cylinder engine on this junk… what a shame. Not many people are willing to spend triangular Moxels on this kind of thing. I feel like this engine alone could fetch at least three years’ worth of Chronos.”
他在可惜这次稀有的升级次数浪费在了这种东西上。
He lamented that such a rare upgrade had been squandered on this trinket.
杨子藏知道这些人给自己的蓝图不会太好，没想到会烂成这样。
Yang Zicang already knew the blueprints these people would hand over wouldn’t be great—but he never expected them to be this pitiful.
擡头看了眼天色，在外面已经是午夜了。
He lifted his head to glance at the sky. Outside, it was already midnight.
「给我投资吧，我返还给妳们每人五十年时序。」
“Just handle the Invest, then. I’ll reimburse each of you with fifty years of Chronos.”
「好好好。」
“Alright, alright, alright.”
等待多时的几人长松口气，纷纷闪动出Moexl，四个三角形，两个折线，向著杨子藏投射而来。
The long-waiting crowd finally breathed a sigh of relief as they flicked out their Moxels—four triangles and two broken lines—hurling them straight at Yang Zicang.
[王翀为我投资了1R.]
[Wang Chong Invested 1R for me.]
[钱钟生为我投资了1R.]
[Qian Zhongsheng Invested 1R for me.]
[秦蒙为我投资了1R.]
[Chin Mong Invested 1R for me.]
[徐秀川为我投资了1R.]
[Shiu Siuchuan Invested 1R for me.]
[范修云为我…]
[Fan Xiuyun Invested for me…]
可能是因为这里是失败者汇聚之地，折线Moexl的比例比城市中高了不少，随便遇到的六人队伍中就有两人。
Perhaps it is because this is a gathering place for losers; the proportion of Molly Particles is much higher than in the city—two out of a randomly encountered group of six possessed them.
随著六人投资完毕，杨子藏Moexl闪动而出，向壹脸见鬼表情的众人窜了过去。
As the six invested, Yang Zicang’s Molly Particles flickered and shot out, darting toward the crowd, whose faces were etched with disbelief.
[杨子藏返还了我的1R投资，并超额返还50N.]
[Yang Zicang refunded my 1R investment and generously returned an extra 50N.]
缩在最后的秦蒙不可思议的感受著自己的额外时序真的增加了。
Chin Mong, cowering at the back, felt an unbelievable sense that his extra Chronos had truly increased.
[杨子藏返还了1R投资，超额返还了我50N.]
[Yang Zicang returned 1RInvest, overpaying me 50N.]
「……」
「……」
「妳，Moexl是四边形？」
“You… Moxel is a Quad?”
六人表情各异的看著杨子藏胸前小圆环内缓缓旋转的正方形。
The six watched with varied expressions as the square slowly rotated within the small ring on Yang Zicang’s chest.
壹人的喉头吃力滑了下。
One person’s throat moved with difficulty.
这还是他们第壹次见到真正的四边形Moexl拥有者。却没想到是在这种地方。
This was the first time they had ever seen a true Quad Moxel owner. Yet none of them had expected it to be in a place like this.
「哥，妳这样的人物也有落难的时候，真是…人生何处不倒霉啊。」
“Bro, even a figure like you has fallen on hard times… truly, misery finds its man everywhere.”
「妳们有谁愿意做我的联络人吗？我会在他身上放壹个坐标，有时晚上我会过来。」
“Is any one of you willing to be my contact? I’ll place a coordinate on him, and sometimes I’ll come over at night.”
几人面面相觑，没谁愿意干这种事情。
They glanced at each other, none willing to take on such a task.
「五十年。」
“Fifty years.”
几人摇摇头。
A few people shook their heads.
「壹百。」
“One hundred.”
有人面露犹豫，他们互相低语了几声。但最终没人应声。
Some showed hesitation, whispering among themselves for a few moments. But in the end, no one answered.
「五百。」
“Five hundred.”
王翀赶紧道：「我我！」
Wang Chong quickly said, “Me, me!”
「我也可以，杨哥。」
“I can too, Brother Yang.”
好几人壹愣后慌忙举手。
Several people were taken aback, then hastily raised their hands.
杨子藏指向最先开口那人：「行。就妳，王翀对吧。」
Yang Zicang pointed to the first to speak: “Alright. It’s you, Wang Chong, right.”
剩下几人懊悔自己反应太慢了。
The remaining few regretted their slow reaction.
壹个小站台的虚影出现在杨子藏掌中，它壹抛就化为烟雾融入眼前之人的精神念力之内。
A faint phantom of a small platform appeared in Yang Zicang’s palm, and with a toss, it dissolved into mist, merging with the mental power of the man before him.
「这就好了？」王翀感觉了下，什么异相也没有就获得了五百年时序。
“Is that it?” Wang Chong sensed, but found no unusual phenomena—he had simply gained five hundred years of Chronos.
「杨哥，虽然知道妳时序多，但在这里以后还是能省则省吧，这玩意儿难赚得很。」王翀善意的提醒道。
“Brother Yang, I know you have a lot of Chronos, but from now on, you might want to conserve it whenever you can out here. This stuff is damn hard to earn,” Wang Chong kindly reminded him.
他们都对这人升起股好感。
They all began to feel a fondness for this man.
「谢谢提醒。」
“Thanks for the advice.”
杨子藏笑了笑，他看了眼身旁的少女道：「咱们回去吧。」
Yang Zicang smiled, then glanced at the girl beside him and said, “Let’s head back.”
几人还以为他说的回去是回哪儿的窝棚，可是没几秒他们便听到若有若无的，似来自梦境的[呜——]声。
A few thought he meant going back to some makeshift shelter somewhere, but within seconds, they heard a faint, dreamlike “Wooo—” sound.
钱钟生茫然擡头。
Qian Zhongsheng looked up in bewilderment.
死寂沈沈的苍茫天地间，空气出现了风的搅动。
In the vast, deathly silent expanse between heaven and earth, the air began to stir with wind.
「呜～」
“Wooo~”
轰！六人震撼地看著辆能量列车撞破空气出现在灰暗暮色下。
BOOM! The six of them stared in shock as a train of energy tore through the air, materializing in the dim twilight.
「这，这是什么！」
“Wh-What is this!”
它正在跟传说中的鬼车壹样突然由虚变实。
It was solidifying from thin air, just like the legendary ghost train.
身前的青年将作棚丢进壹节变得真实的车厢内，然后跳上去牵起少女的手拉上车。
The young man in front tossed his fruit stand into one of the cars, which had now become real, then jumped in, pulling the girl by the hand and helping her aboard.
几人不由自主走上前去。
They involuntarily stepped forward.
车门外的范修云看著列车悬浮的门槛，他的嘴唇哆嗦，像是想说什么。
Fan Xiuyun, standing outside the car door at its drifting threshold, shuddered, his lips quivering as if he wanted to speak.
车上的年轻人回头。
The youth on the train turned back.
「很遗憾。」
“A pity.”
「就不能…」
“Could you not…”
「再会。」
“Farewell.”
杨子藏注视了他们壹眼，缓缓加速的列车突然窜出，消失在风中。
Yang Zicang gazed at them for a moment, and the gradually accelerating train suddenly burst away, vanishing into the wind.
乞丐般的六人注视著它的离去。
The six, ragged figures, watched its departure.
「这就是这个世界的强者。」
“This is a strong person in this world.”
「我知道的，我们没有去其它城市的资格。」
“I understand now—we don’t deserve to go to other cities.”
……
壹上车，沐小雨不好意思的道：
Once aboard, Mu Xiaoyu spoke up awkwardly:
「妳已经变得这么厉害了，好快呀，我连Moexl都还没有。」
“You’ve gotten so strong already, so fast… I don’t even have a Moxel yet.”
对她来说，这才过去了壹天不到的时间。
For her, less than a day had passed.
「其实对我来说，已经过了很久了。」
“For me, though, it’s been a long time.”
杨子藏在心中让列车慢点跑，他为少女大致说了有跟鲁智深和马超战斗的事，听得沐小雨心中紧张不已。
Yang Zicang slowed the train in his mind, giving her a rough account of his battles with Lu Zhishen and Matt Chao, making Mu Xiaoyu’s heart tighten with tension.
「如果是我，根本没办法做到这些。」
“If it were me, I could never do all that.”
她有点丧气，让自己去打架，想想都可怕。
She felt somewhat disheartened; the mere thought of forcing herself into a fight was terrifying.
像是感受到两人太过亲密，他不敢再看沐小雨，转头对著列车道：
As if sensing that they were too close, he dared not look at Mu Xiaoyu any longer and turned toward the train track, saying:
「马超，妳之前的列车长经常来这里，他是想做什么？」
“Matt Chao, your former train conductor used to come here often—what was he trying to do?”
｛列车长受托要制作壹件妳手上拿著的那种东西，不过不是普通物品。另外他得到过壹些特殊的引擎配方，妳想要吗？｝
{The previous conductor was entrusted to create an item of the kind you’re holding, though it’s no ordinary object. He also obtained some special engine formulas—do you want them?}
列车毫不犹豫就把前任马超的心血给卖了。
The train unhesitatingly sold out its predecessor Matt Chao’s hard work.
这当然是求之不得的好事，杨子藏没有道理拒绝。不过他有点疑惑，这马超的列车怎么卖自己卖得这么干净。
This was, of course, an opportunity too good to refuse, and Yang Zicang had no reason to decline. However, he was somewhat puzzled as to why Matt Chao’s train would betray its own master so thoroughly.
正在这时，壹道折线射来。
Just then, a streak of light shot over.
｛子藏，那两位被妳救回的人已经保住命了。这次真的感谢妳。｝
{Zi Cang, the two people you rescued have survived. I truly thank you for this.}
是那位晨董事。杨子藏道：
It was Director Chen. Yang Zicang said:
「这件事就不必再提了，我也是按评议委员的要求去做的而已。对了，晨御大哥，三人中死的是谁妳们知道了吗？」
“There’s no need to bring this up again—I only did it as the councilor instructed. By the way, Brother Chen Yu, do you know which of the three people died?”
杨子藏隐隐有种猜测，但他不敢肯定，如果死的真是那人，那么对总部的损失就太大了。
Yang Zicang had a vague suspicion, but he couldn’t be certain. If the one who died really was that person, then the loss to headquarters would be immense.