Ground Stars / 地上星 · Ch.112 第112章 暗野上的交易 -3
第112章 暗野上的交易 –3
Chapter 112: Deal in the Shadows –3
因营养不良导致面色略带惨白的酒保抽出纸笔，递给洛宾后，指了指旁边的小屋子：
The bartender, whose complexion was slightly pale due to malnutrition, pulled out a pen and paper, handed them to Robin Lo, and then pointed to the small room beside him:
「自己进去写吧。 如果不想写字可以请我们的人代写，一页纸一天额外寿命。」
“Go in and write it yourself. If you don’t want to write, you can have our people write it for you—one extra day of lifespan per page.”
洛宾顿时一阵头大，卖情报还要自己写。
Robin Lo felt a headache coming on. Selling intel still required him to do the writing.
「代写吧，我怕我的字迹流传出去，要是以后被你们拿来裱起来卖就不好了。」
“Better have someone write it for me. I’m afraid if my handwriting gets out, you might frame it and sell it later.”
酒保咧了咧嘴，递给洛宾杯赠送的啤酒。
The bartender curled his lips and handed Robin Lo a free glass of beer.
这让洛宾大喜过望，端著酒杯就钻入了小房间，随后一名站在屋子内的客栈年轻雇员也从酒保手中接过笔走了进去。
This delighted Robin Lo immensely. He took the beer and slipped into the small room, where a young inn employee, standing inside, took the pen from the bartender and followed him in.
在洛宾进入房间后，附近牌桌旁，两人目光斜视著看向洛宾进入的房间，嘴角一翘，转身离去。
After Robin Lo entered the room, two people at a nearby card table cast sidelong glances at the door of the room he had entered, smirked, and then turned and walked away.
小房间中。
Inside the small room.
「你好啊老兄，你们的酒是自己酿造的吗。」
“How’s it going, buddy? Do you brew your own liquor here?”
「不是。」 进来的雇员脱口道。
“No.” The employee who came in blurted out.
洛宾做到小桌对面的椅子上，边喝边道：
Robin Lo sat down on the chair opposite the small table, drinking as he spoke:
「你们老板是什么样的人物啊，竟然能在这里搞情报买卖。 真了不得。」
“What kind of person is your boss, anyway, to be running an intelligence trade in a place like this? That’s really something.”
「他呀，反正是几个人合伙的，有…」
“Oh, him. It’s a joint venture among several people. There’s…”
接过笔帮忙写情报的这位年轻人看著与纸张触碰的笔尖，突然反应了过来… 到底谁在问谁。
The young man who took the pen to help write the information suddenly froze as his eyes met the nib touching the paper… who the hell was questioning whom.
「别耍花样。」 年轻男人恼怒抬头道。
“Don’t play tricks on me.” The young man lifted his head angrily.
「好好，我只是随便问问。」
“Alright, alright, I’m just asking casually.”
洛宾略显无辜的装模作样四处望瞭望，打量了下房间，不忘喝口手上的啤酒。
Robin Lo, feigning an innocent air, looked around the room and even took a casual sip of his beer.
几分钟后，年轻人紧著眉头捏著张纸走了出来，将它递给了酒保。
A few minutes later, the young man walked out frowning, holding a piece of paper in his hand, and handed it over to the bartender.
「那家伙说这是值五百年时序的部分情报。 完整情报要一千五百年额外寿命。」
“That guy said it’s partial info worth five hundred years of Chronos time. The full info will cost an extra fifteen hundred years of lifespan.”
「一千五百年，他以为他是谁。」
“Fifteen hundred years? Who the hell does he think he is?”
「这还是最便宜的。」
“That’s still the cheapest option.”
酒保看着纸张狗爬般的字句。
The bartender stared at the messy handwriting on the paper.
「记录的废话也太多了吧。」刚说完，酒保瞳孔缩了缩，「等下。念，念能力恶魇？还是共生型！」
“Way too much useless claptrap here.” Just as he said that, his pupils suddenly contracted. “Wait. Nen Ability Nightmare? And it’s a symbiotic type!”
这人的气息变得有些深沉，他胸前浮现出红色Moexl。
The man’s aura suddenly turned deeper, and a red Moxel appeared on his chest.
[真金不怕火炼。]
[True gold fears no fire.]
红色线条闪动着窜入手中，手上的纸张如同燃烧般出现火焰。
Red lines flickered as they shot into his hand, setting the paper ablaze as if touched by flames.
他的目光死死钉在「念力型共生恶魇」几个字上。
His gaze bored deep into the words “Nen-type Symbiotic Nightmare.”
在这样的火烧下，别说这几个字，纸张上的所有文字一个字都没被烧掉。
Yet, despite the raging fire, not a single word—including those—on the paper was burnt away.
[真实度百分之百，我们有点震惊。]
[One hundred percent real, we’re a bit shocked.]
「竟然是真的。」
“It’s actually true.”
酒保严肃注视了对面那代写的年轻人一眼：
The bartender shot a solemn glance at the young letter-writer across from him:
「今晚的事谁也别说，甲子间这个人我们最好别惹。另外，五百年时序都给他。」
“No one’s to speak of what happened tonight. That ‘Jiazi Term’ guy—we’d better not mess with him. Also, give him five hundred Chronos from the stash.”
「好，那这份情报还卖吗。」
“Alright, then are we still selling this intel?”
「呵呵，该卖还是要卖，只是不能宣扬。唔，先给大老板一份吧。」
“Heh, gotta sell it all the same—just can’t make a fuss. Hmm, let’s give one copy to the big boss first.”
酒保看向小屋子，洛宾心宽体胖的身影正掀开帘子往外走。
The bartender’s gaze drifted toward the small back room, where Robin Lo’s big-hearted, stout figure was pushing aside the curtain and heading out.
看着酒保望来的隐含敬意神情，洛宾底笑道：
Catching the flicker of respect in the bartender’s eyes, Robin Lo said with a low chuckle:
「确定真假了？」
“Confirmed true or false?”
「是真的。先生，跟我们这位小伙子走吧，时序他会给你。另外，我们这边还有提供休息的房间，每晚价值‘一月‘，包一份美味夜宵。」
“It’s real, sir. Go along with this young lad over here—he’ll hand over the Chronos. By the way, we also have rooms for rest, each night costing one ‘Moon’—includes a complimentary midnight snack.”
「真是个不错的地方。」洛宾走过来在木桌面放下空酒杯，」对了，帮我留意个A级交错地的消息，它是一片已经出现地貌聚合的山峦。」
“This really is a nice little joint.” Robin Lo walked over and placed his empty glass on the wooden tabletop. “Oh, by the way, keep an eye out for word on an A-grade collage. It’s a stretch of mountain ranges that’s already begun to merge landscapes.”
「我们会注意的。不过如果你能用额外寿命发布任务，效率应该会更快。」
“We’ll be watching. But if you can post a task using extra lifepoints, it’d speed things up.”
「呵呵，我可不是地主。」
“Heh, I’m not exactly a land baron.”
出去跟杨子藏会和后，洛宾裹着外套吐槽道：「哇哦，你的信息他才出五百年，那自称荒主中二果然没憋好屁。」
After stepping out to reunite with Yang ZiCang, Robin Lo hugged his coat and grumbled: “Whoa, your info only netted him five hundred? That self-proclaimed ‘Lord of Desolation’ edgelord really didn’t have shit cooking.”
「他给的最终悬赏呢，多少年。」
“As for the ultimate bounty he offered, how many years was it?”
「悬赏就是那辆破车，跟你的小马超比，提鞋都不配。还荒车，我还以为有多好呢。」
“The bounty was just that crappy car—compared to your little Matt Chao—not even fit to polish its shoes. He called it a Wild Wagon, but I thought it’d be something better.”
洛宾心想到，自己要是能有个那青铜车就好了，想去哪里都不用走路，还有个免费的听话保镖。
Robin Lo thought to himself, if only he could have that bronze carriage, he wouldn’t need to walk wherever he went, and he’d get a free, obedient bodyguard too.
关键是白天夜里都能用，除了不能隐身。
The best part was that it could be used day and night—apart from not being able to turn invisible.
杨子藏道：「据说荒车里面有一片小空间。」
Yang ZiCang said, “I heard there’s a small pocket space inside the Wild Wagon.”
「哦？那我没听说。」洛宾搓了搓手，继续道：」连看家的都拿出来了，这像是打算跑路的节奏，他不会是在凑离开这里的万年时序？」
“Oh? I never heard that.” Robin Lo rubbed his hands and continued, “Even brought out the ‘keeper of the house’—this feels like he’s gearing up to hit the road. He wouldn’t be scrounging together a millennia’s worth of Chronos to leave, would he?”
「可能吧。」杨子藏点头道：「走之前卖车的话，看来荒车的原主人不是他。」
“Could be.” Yang ZiCang nodded and said, “If he’s selling the car before he goes, it mean the original owner of the Wild Wagon isn’t him.”
两人走入旷野深处，杨子藏身前迅速浮现出现地铁恶魇的轮廓。
The duo walked deep into the wilderness. Before Yang ZiCang, the outline of the Subway Nightmare quickly materialized.
瞧见自称「马超」的「马超坐骑」如此配合身边的青年，洛宾羡慕不已。
Seeing the “Matt Chao” referred to as “Matt Chao’s mount” cooperating so seamlessly with the young man beside him, Robin Lo was filled with envy.
「按理说，哪怕你穿着那念力制服它也可以让别人成为他的驾驶员，但这家伙居然一点想跑路的趋势都没有。」
“Logically speaking, even if you’re the one wearing that telekinetic uniform, the thing could still make someone else its driver. But this guy doesn’t even seem interested in bolting at all.”
｛你在期待我离开新列车长吗。｝
『Are you expecting me to ever part from the new Train Conductor.』
列车回头，两个灯化作的眼眸瞪着圆滚滚的光圈，用蒙蒙光亮照射着虚胖的身影。
The train turned around, its two lamps staring out like round, glowing eyes, casting misty light onto the bloated figure.
洛宾拇指背指着列车，冲着青年道：「瞧瞧这话说的，我拍马也赶不上。」
Robin Lo jerked a thumb toward the train and said to the young man, “Listen to that talk—I couldn’t catch up even if I whipped my horse to death.”
两人走上去，列车正要隐形，忽地它猛地一窜，高速冲向远方，杨子藏一把拽住门槛，另一只手瞬间拖住洛宾。
The two walked up as the train began to go invisible, but suddenly it shot forward with a lurch, speeding toward the distance at high velocity. Yang ZiCang yanked onto the threshold with one hand and, in the same motion, dragged Robin Lo along with the other.
｛危险！｝
`${Danger!}`
[调度，轨迹！]
`[Dispatch, hold on track!]`
突然出现的红色虚影匕首险之又险从两人身边划过。杨子藏只觉得胸前发凉，自己的衣服已经被划拉出了道刀痕。
A red phantom dagger slashed dangerously close to the two, grazing by them. Yang ZiCang felt a chill at his chest; his clothes had been cut open, leaving a knife scratch in line with his skin.
在他们刚才所在的位置，一道人影站在原地，转头看向自己消失的方向。
At the spot they had just stood, a figure stood still, turning to gaze at the direction of his target’s disappearance.
「发什么了什么。」
“What just happened?”
爬上列车的洛宾站立起来。
Robin Lo climbed onto the train and rose to his feet.
列车道：
The train spoke:
｛有针对你们的攻击。｝
`${There are attacks aimed at you two.}`
杨子藏闭目。通过列车传来的感应画面，模糊看见了那道身影，那人手上的红芒已经消失。
Yang ZiCang shut his eyes. Through a sensory image transmitted via the train, he could dimly make out that figure—the red gleam in their hand had already faded.
「回去。」
“Go back.”
列车嗖地自风中冲向原本的位置。
With a whoosh, the train shot through the wind, charging back to its original position.
那人瞧见狂风袭来，目光中爆闪出抹异色，手上裹着红芒的利刃射出。
The figure saw the gale surging in and flashing an unusual glint in their eyes, launched the razor-like blade wrapped in red glow.
而就在此时，嘭！
But at that moment, bang!
在此人注意身前之时，银色长矛已经从他背后突的出现，瞄准心脏穿射而来，刺穿到了地上。
Just as this person was focusing on what lay before him, a silver spear suddenly emerged from behind, aimed straight at his heart as it shot through and pierced the ground.
[我抵消了20000N.]
[I countered 20,000 Newtons.]
那身影从原地消失。
The figure vanished from the spot.
「是隐身？」
“Invisibility?”
洛宾羡慕的看着人影消失的地方。
Robin Lo looked on with envy as the figure disappeared into thin air.
猎猎夜风中，杨子藏眯眼，银枪缓缓收入引力弧光之中，列车化为幻影消失。
In the howling night wind, Yang Zicang squinted, slowly retracting the silver spear into his Grav-Arc, as the train dissolved into a phantom and vanished.
十来分钟后，附近一处小山坡的土坳内突然摔出个人影，他一咳嗽就吐出大口鲜血。
About ten minutes later, a figure suddenly tumbled out of a hollow in a small hill nearby, coughing up mouthfuls of blood.
从腰间布袋里掏出颗如同小靑橘般的能力球使用后，Moexl光芒闪动着化现出绷带，他吃力缠绕到自己胸口。
He fumbled in his waist pouch for a miniature green juice-like energy ball and used it—Moxel shimmered with light, materializing into bandages, which he laboriously wrapped around his chest.
一道折线射来，荒主的虚影出现在另一端。
A folded beam shot over, and the phantom silhouette of the Wilderness Lord appeared at the other end.
｛冥影，听说甲子间在独频客栈附近出现了，你成功了吗。｝
{Shadow of Nether, I heard Jiazi Term popped up near Duplex Inn. Did you succeed?}
「咳，只差一点。我现身…那瞬间他就…发现我，并做出了应对动作。那家伙是个很警觉的高手。」
“Cough… barely missed. The moment I revealed myself… he instantly sensed me and made a countermove. That guy’s a sharp, alert master.”
绷带的药力不断起效，冥影感觉细密的血肉丝线蛛网般将伤口蒙住，自己被穿透的肺叶终于又重新鼓动，只是身体变得更虚弱。
The bandages’ medicinal power took effect gradually. Shadow of Nether felt fine threads of blood and flesh like spider silk weaving over his wounds, sealing them shut, and his pierced lung finally started to heave again—though his body grew even weaker.
｛真的？操，真它娘可惜。｝
{Really? Damn it, what a shame.}
荒主叹息不已。
The Wasteland Lord let out a continuous sigh of regret.
｛要是你能在隐身时也能接触人就好了。哟，你还受了这么重的伤，需要帮忙吗？]
“Damn, it’s a real shame. If only you could touch people while invisible… Oh, you’re heavily injured too, need help?”
「没办法，我速度也，不能太快。咳咳，而且甲子，间，有把能瞬间出现的，银色长枪，恐怖，差点就死了。」
“No can do. Can’t move too fast either. *Cough, cough*… And over the span of sixty years, there’s this silver Lance that can appear in an instant. Terrifying. I almost died.”
刚说完，这人忽地汗毛倒竖，他瞬间消失在原地。
Just as he finished speaking, the man’s hairs suddenly stood on end, and he vanished from his spot instantaneously.
咻！
Whizz!
一杆带着红色虚影的长枪自头顶垂直坠落。
A Lance trailing a red afterimage plummeted vertically from above, straight down from the sky.
嘭的声，地面灰尘炸射开来。
With a *bang*, dust burst outward from the ground, exploding into a cloud.
同时，带着红色虚影的白影念龙冲来，疑惑的左右看了看，刚刚明明在这里的人影已经再次消失。
At the same time, the Paleshade Wyrm, wreathed in a red afterimage, charged over, looking left and right in confusion—the figure that had been right here just a moment ago had vanished again.
微风寂寂。
A silent stillness lingered in the faint breeze.
屏住呼吸好几秒后，冥影心灵链接另一端看着这一切的荒主喉头才艰难的蠕动了下。
After holding his breath for several seconds, the Wasteland Lord, watching all this from the other end of the Shadow Syn-Link, struggled to swallow, his throat bobbing nervously with great difficulty.
不愧是覆灭掉自己货队的人。
So this was the man who had annihilated his own Cargo Crew.
这一枪已经彻底崩碎了他的所有复仇想法，何况那同样能够隐身的列车。
That single strike had utterly shattering all thoughts of revenge within him—not to mention the equally invisible train.
此时他只剩惊惧。
Now, only sheer terror remained.
冥影，实际便是自己最后货队长，只是平时隐藏双方的关系，而一直通过地下委托的形式来触发关键的刺杀行动。
The Shadow Syn was, in fact, the last Lord of the Cargo Crew, but their relationship was kept hidden under normal circumstances. This connection was instead used to trigger key assassination operations through underground commissions.
刚才冥影并没有躲开长枪的攻击，只不过是因为他转为了隐形而无视了这伤害。
Ming Ying had avoided Lance’s attack just now simply because he had turned invisible, negating the damage.
｛那个甲子间，竟然也能够跟你一样…甚至他还有那条恐怖的念力大虫，可怕的家伙…喂，你的伤挺重啊，坚持的住吗？｝
{That Jiazi Term can actually do the same as you… and he even has that terrifying mental-energy worm. What a fearsome guy… Hey, you’re pretty banged up. Can you hold on?}
荒主一直以为冥影就是传说中的念能力Moexl，而且还是特殊的可以让念力体不显形的念能力。
The Wasteland Lord had always believed Ming Ying was the legendary mental ability user Moxel, with a special ability to keep his mental-energy form invisible.
可此时那同为念能力的恶魇怪物却没有找到这人，这不禁让荒主更为高看冥影的能力。
But now, that same evil nightmare creature—also a mental ability user—couldn’t even find him, making the Wasteland Lord think even higher of Ming Ying’s skill.
连甲子间也发现不了冥影的隐身，还好还好。
Even Jiazi Term can’t detect Ming Ying’s invisibility. Good, good.
这样的隐身是真的从方方面面将自己隐形啊！
This kind of stealth truly conceals him from every angle!
[但不论怎么说，只要再晚零点几秒，老子就死定了。]
[But no matter what, if I were even a fraction of a second later, I’d be dead for sure.]
冥影的神经高度紧绷，此刻他连一根手指都不敢有异动。
Ming Ying’s nerves were stretched to the breaking point; he didn’t dare so much as twitch a finger.
他看向那枪尖与枪杆的交界处转动起的小「黑洞」，脸色难看至极。甲子间还真是恐怖，换个人绝对会被刚才这一枪给钉死！
He looked at the small “black hole” spinning at the junction of the spear tip and shaft, his face grimly contorted. Jiazi Term was truly terrifying—anyone else would have been utterly skewered by that strike!
风带动气流，从体内划过。
The wind carried the airflow, slicing through his body.
等了一两分钟，缓和气息后，冥影屏住呼吸缓缓从消失的念龙附近后退几步，眼眸左右仔细扫视，不放过任何一处沙扬草摆的细节，企图自其中找到不一样的细微异常。
After waiting a minute or two, once his breath had steadied, Ming Ying held his breath and slowly retreated a few steps from the vanishing thought dragon. His eyes scanned left and right meticulously, not missing a single detail of the stirred sand or swaying grass, seeking any trace of subtle anomaly.
无人的天地间一片寂静。
The desolate wilderness lay in complete silence.
一分钟，两分钟…
One minute passed, two minutes passed…
荒原上的一切都被笼罩在深邃暗沉光线中。
Everything on the barren plains was shrouded in deep, dim light.
几座低矮的山丘轮廓模糊，风的吹拂是这儿唯一的声音。它穿梭在岩石与沙粒之间，将寥寥的干燥草木抚动，发出轻微沙沙声。
The silhouettes of a few low hills were indistinct; the wind rustling was the only sound here. It weaved between rocks and grains of sand, stroking the sparse, dry blades of grass, producing a faint, whispering rustle.
五分钟过去，十分钟过去…
Five minutes passed, ten minutes passed…
一小时过去…
An hour passed…
良久后，天色微明，寂寥的空气出现抹轻微晃动，一股微风飘向远方。
After a long while, the sky began to pale. A subtle ripple appeared in the desolate air, and a light breeze drifted toward a distant place.
又过了许久，当失频之地的气温彻底开始回升，数百米外才出现若有若无快速跑动的身影轮廓。
It was only much later, when the temperature over the Shibin Wastes fully began to rise, that a faint, swift figure emerged mere hundreds of paces away, its outline barely visible.
持续整夜的对峙结束了。
The confrontation that had lasted through the entire night came to an end.
直到确认甲子间真的没有继续蹲守自己，跑远的冥影才敢再次现出真身。
Only after making absolutely sure that Jiazi Term had truly stopped ambushing him did the far-scattered Ming Ying dare to reveal his true form again.
他感受着已经开始发烧的身体，埋头看了看胸前被血染红的绷带。
Feeling his body already starting to burn with fever, he lowered his head and looked at the bloodstained bindings on his chest.
「好可怕的人，那样能凭空出现的诡异武器，他甚至都没有在那场屠杀中使用，就覆灭了货队。」
“What a terrifying man. That strange weapon that can appear out of nowhere—he didn’t even use it in that massacre, yet he still annihilated Cargo Crew.”
这样的人不该沦落到失频之地才对，冥影突然想到…难道那人也是接了枢纽镇任务出现在这儿的？
A man like that shouldn’t have ended up in the Shibin Wastes. Shadow suddenly thought… could it be that he had also come here on a mission from Hubville?
但那是不可能完成的任务。
But that’s an impossible mission.
因为所有名气异常提高之人都被那里审视与提防，哪怕被录用，也不会让之接触关键部分。
Because anyone whose reputation skyrockets abnormally is scrutinized and watched warily there. Even if they get hired, they won’t be allowed near the critical parts.
忽然，冥影若有所感的转头，随后一惊。
Suddenly, Shadow sensed something and turned his head, then froze in shock.
一个头发发尖微黄的年轻人有点不好意思的站在附近。
A young man with faintly sandy tips of his hair stood nearby, looking a little embarrassed.
「您好，冥影先生，我们荒车老大让我来给你送快速恢复伤势的强效能力球。」
“Hello, Mr. Shadow. Boss Wild Wagon sent me to deliver a high-potency ability ball for rapid wound healing.”
冥影从心灵链接画面看到过这个人，他皱了皱眉。
Shadow had seen this person through the Syn-Link screen. He frowned.
「好了，就在那儿别动。」
“Alright. Stay right there. Don’t move.”
李尚响无辜的摊摊手表示自己没打算动，这里还他挺远的，有近十米。
Lee Shangxiang innocently spread his hands to show he had no intention of moving. He was still quite far away—nearly ten meters.
「我不是说过我有治疗绷带吗？」
“Didn’t I say I have medical bandages?”
伤势让冥影想要倒下立即闭眼。想到荒车之主一直关注着自己，他的下属找到自己不奇怪，因此冥影刚悬起的心放松下来，肺腑之中轻轻呼出口郁气。
The wounds made Shadow want to collapse and shut his eyes immediately. Thinking that the Wagon Lord had been keeping an eye on him, it wasn’t surprising that his subordinate had tracked him down. So the anxiety Shadow had just felt faded, and he let out a light sigh from deep in his chest.
「不过…你来得真快，这才不到五个小时。」
“Still… you got here fast. Less than five hours have passed.”
「是啊，赶过来很幸苦，还好到客栈这边的兽车不少。」
“Yeah, it was tough rushing over here, but luckily, there were quite a few beast-drawn carriages heading to the inn.”
李尚响将一个能力球丢了过来，转身往远处走了几步，做出了个请的手势。
Lee Shangxiang tossed a sphere of ability over, then turned and walked a few steps away, gesturing with a “go ahead” motion.
冥影等了会儿后才弯腰握起能力球，有点疑惑的感受着其蕴含的信息。
Mingying waited for a moment before bending down to grab the sphere, a hint of puzzlement washing over him as he sensed the information it contained.
「时序迁移？这是什么治疗能力？」
“Chronos transfer? What kind of healing ability is this?”
「它能将你的伤势转移给我。你受到的所有伤害，包括你的高烧，当然还有你的所有额外时序，这算是个副作用，嗯，所以尊敬的先生，您最好暂时把时序投资给别人。」
“It can shift your injuries to me. All the damage you’ve sustained, including your high fever, and—of course—all your excess Chronos. That’s sort of a side effect, so, uh, esteemed sir, you better temporarily invest your Chronos in someone else.”
李尚响往更外的地方走去。
Lee Shangxiang strode further away.
冥影放下心来，他胸前冒出银白色的Moexl之环，一道折线射出。
Mingying relaxed, and a silver-white Moxel ring emerged from his chest, shooting out a broken line.
[阿钱，帮我存下时序，一分钟后还我。]
[Ashin, hold my Chronos for me, and return it in a minute.]
｛好。｝
{Okay.}
冥影放心地捏爆了能力球。
Reassured, Mingying crushed the ability sphere.
[时序迁移已发动。]
[Chronos transfer initiated.]
[迁移目标已备注，李尚响。]
[Transfer target designated: Lee Shangxiang.]
[我即将剥离我身体的所有时序运用。]
[I am about to strip all Chronos utilization from my body.]
[你已经剥离你身体的所有时序作用。]
[All Chronos effects have been stripped from your body.]
荒原上的青年，感觉自己熬夜加发烧而混沌的大脑像是的确清醒了点似的。
The young man on the barren plains felt his muddled mind—clouded from staying up all night with a fever—start to clear up a bit, as if it had truly sobered up.
「挺不错的。」他身子略微晃了晃，虚弱笑着看向空荡荡的手，「尚响，咦？人呢？」
“Not bad at all.” He swayed slightly, a weak smile spreading across his face as he stared at his empty hands. “Shangxiang? Hey… where’d you go?”
举目四望，原野上一片荒凉，了无人影。
He lifted his eyes and gazed around; the wilderness stretched out in desolation, without a single human silhouette in sight.
「阿钱。」
“Aqian.”
长久以来，无时无刻不似身体一部分的那种能力，奇异的没有回应。
The ability that had long felt like an inseparable part of his body—an unyielding companion at every moment—now eerily offered no response.
「阿…阿钱？」
“A… Aqian?”
几秒后，他低头看向自己没有任何复原迹象的胸口。
After a few seconds, he lowered his head to gaze at his chest, which showed no signs of healing.
青年愣了愣后，突然感觉有点冷。
A moment of stunned realization struck the young man, and suddenly he felt a chill.
他浑身颤栗了起来。
His entire body began to tremble violently.
他恐惧的跪倒在砂石地上。
Overcome with dread, he fell to his knees upon the gravel-strewn ground.
他撕开胸前衣衫，不停撕扯著染血绷带，抓著胸口血淋淋的皮肤，划出道道指甲红印。
He tore open the front of his shirt, relentlessly ripping at the blood-stained bandages, clawing at the bloody skin of his chest, leaving deep gouges streaked with red from his nails.
鲜血再次渗出。
Fresh blood began to seep out once more.
他绝望的想要呐喊，却一个字也没力气发出，只有平原上的风带著沉默空气呼入口中，将所有的惊惧与不甘轻轻塞回胸膛，令人窒息。
In his despair, he tried to scream, but couldn’t muster the strength to utter a single word. Instead, the wind across the plain swallowed the silent air into his lungs, softly stuffing every ounce of terror and unwillingness back into his chest—stifling, suffocating.