Ground Stars / 地上星 · Ch.126 第126章 倒楣的队伍 -1
第126章 倒楣的队伍 –1
Chapter 126: The Unlucky Team – 1
[我抵消了0.0000001N.]
[I offset 0.0000001N.]
[有人替我抵消了无量数的时序反馈.]
[Someone offset an infinite amount of Chronos feedback for me.]
听筒落到了桌上。
The receiver fell onto the desk.
莫里愣了两秒后，略显难受的捂住脑袋，他吃力抬头看向听筒，里面什么声音也没有了。
Moriel froze for two seconds, then clutched his head in discomfort. He lifted his head with effort and looked at the receiver, but no sound came from it.
桌对面，黑框眼镜下的美目愣愣看著桌上的恶魇电话。
On the other side of the desk, the beautiful eyes behind black-rimmed glasses stared blankly at the Nightmare Phone on the table.
「你都干了些什么啊！」
“What have you done?!”
她尖叫著站了起来，慌乱将恶魇电话抱进了手里。
She screamed as she stood up in panic, grabbing the Nightmare Phone cradled in her arms.
「宝宝，世界上最乖最好的宝宝，你可别吓妈妈。 你你你还好吗？」
“Baby, the best and sweetest baby in the whole world, don’t scare Mama. Are… are you okay?”
没动静的电话机的星号键上亮起了抹微光。 随后这光芒转移到了井号键上，它还活著。
On the silent phone, a faint glow appeared on the star key. Then the light shifted to the pound key—it was still alive.
拨号圆盘中的眼睛沉缓地张开数次才睁圆。
The eye inside the dial opened slowly several times before widening completely.
｛我重启了下，好多了。｝
{I restarted and feel much better.}
这只眼睛左右晃动了下，上瞟看向映入眼帘的双下巴。
The eye swayed left and right, then rolled upward to gaze at the double chin coming into view.
｛太好了，我看到了… 久远的未来。 这比三年长太多了呀！｝
{Excellent! I saw… a distant future. It’s far more than just three years!}
听闻此话，女人瘫软似的仰头吁了口气，抱著电话一屁股坐在软皮木椅上。
Hearing this, the woman slumped back like she had lost all strength, tilted her head, and let out a sigh of relief before plopping herself into the soft leather chair, phone still in her arms.
「吓死我了，还好，还好哟，乖乖乖。」
“Scared me to death. Thank goodness, thank goodness indeed. Good baby, good baby.”
｛我… 很开心… 我知道了，我们要前进… 去往那里… 我们的未来，我终于锚定了一个可以前往的未来！｝
“I’m… very happy… I understand, we have to move forward… to go there… our future, I’ve finally anchored a future we can head towards!”
电话机一惊一乍的在房间中宣泄著它的心念声，女士安抚了许久才让它平静下来。
The telephone blurted out its thoughts in the room with sudden alarm, and the lady had to soothe it for a long while before it calmed down.
「还好你没让我的宝贝出现什么差错诶。」 麦芽女士看向莫里，「希望我不会再跟你相见了，衰佬。」
“Good thing you didn’t mess up my precious one.” Lady Malh eyed Morris, “I hope I never cross paths with you again, you jinx.”
莫里感觉最后几秒自己脑袋像是要分裂般，一时有点目眩。
Morris felt as if his head was about to split in those last few seconds, momentarily dizzy.
「最后发生了什么，你知道吗？」
“Do you know what happened at the end?”
「不晓得，去去去。」
“No idea. Shush, shush.”
电话恶魇却说道:
But the phone nightmare said,
｛有人强行在未来进入了跟你的同频共振，且不止一次，虽然我不是很清楚这是怎么办到的。｝
“Someone forcibly fell into resonance with you in the future, more than once, though I’m not quite sure how it was done.”
「谢谢，蚜虫女士，还有这位电话先生。」
“Thank you, Lady Aphid, and thank you, Mr. Telephone.”
莫里扶着椅子起身走了两步，有点发软的腿终于恢复了一丝力量。
Morris supported himself on the chair as he stood and took a couple of steps; his legs, still a bit weak, finally regained some strength.
麦蚜女士恼怒地盯了这叫错自己名字的衰佬一眼。
Lady Malh shot an angry glare at this jinx who had called her by the wrong name.
「得赶紧联系杨子藏。最好让他也来打一通电话……不，太可怕了，窥视未来的危险程度，比我想的更严重。」
“I have to get in touch with Yang ZiCang soon. It’s better if he makes the call too… No, it’s too terrifying—the danger of peering into the future is more serious than I thought.”
虽然他也说不上哪里严重，就最后那几秒来看，未来的杨子藏或许没什么大问题，否则那个陌生人不会知道杨子藏的存在。
Though he couldn’t pinpoint exactly what made it so unsettling, judging by those final few seconds, the future Yang Zicang might not be in too much trouble—otherwise, that stranger wouldn’t have known of his existence.
但…
But…
莫里有点毛骨悚然，这通电话是未来的自己消失后才出现的…
Morris felt a chill run down his spine—this call had only appeared after the future him had vanished…
「难道是…是新的未来里的人，让我再次改变未来吗？」
“Could it be… that someone from the new future is asking me to change it again?”
莫里一下感觉仿佛整个虚空都在注视自己。
Suddenly, Morris felt as if the entire void was staring at him.
双重改变…？
A double alteration…?
「不！」
“No!”
什么新结局之类的事情…那家伙是要让杨子藏从现在开始改变些东西？
A new outcome or something… that guy was trying to get Yang Zicang to start changing things from now?
他站起身走向门口，掀开帘子，胸前Moexl亮起想要与杨子藏链接，但没有连接成功，对方应该是在跟谁进行着通讯。
He stood up, walked toward the door, and drew back the curtain. The Moxel on his chest lit up, trying to link with Yang Zicang, but the connection failed—the other party must have been in communication with someone.
这一缓和后，莫里反而犹豫了。
Pausing for a moment, Morris hesitated instead.
怎么办，要不要告诉杨子藏。
What now? Should he tell Yang Zicang?
说了后，自己会死吗？
If he told him, would he die?
是该装作什么也不知道的随事情自然发展，然后在三年后接到这通电话，将选择权继续交给过去的自己？
Should he pretend to know nothing, let events take their natural course, wait three years to receive this call, and then hand the choice back to his past self?
还是选择改变事件，然后让自己无法出现在未来…
Or should he choose to change the event and leave himself unable to appear in the future…
莫里不知自己是怎么出门回到家中的。
Morris couldn’t recall how he had managed to leave and go back home.
自从未来那个自己断掉通讯，自己就感觉精神有点混乱迷糊，他此刻只想睡觉。
Ever since that future version of himself had cut off communication, his mind had felt blurry and hazy. All he wanted to do right now was sleep.
卷发的波波利在被窝里呼呼大睡。
Curly-haired Boboli was fast asleep under the covers.
莫里扭动少年的房间门把手，本想将门打开叫醒这孩子，换疲倦的自己去休息。但想到对方也熬了整夜的夜，最终只是看了眼就关上了门，回到了自己的房间。
Morris twisted the doorknob to the boy’s room, intending to open the door and wake the kid so that he, weary himself, could take over and rest. But thinking the boy had also stayed up all night, he merely took a glance, closed the door, and returned to his own room.
「杨子藏这两天那么忙，这个时候还是不打扰他了吧。」
“Yang Zicang has been so busy these past two days—better not disturb him right now.”
不会有人打扰自己。
No one would bother him.
莫里头昏脑胀的脱下鞋子，连衣服都没换，直接拉过被单睡下。
Dizzy and muddled, Morris kicked off his shoes without even changing his clothes, pulled the blanket over himself, and lay down to sleep.
这一睡就是大半个月。
That sleep lasted over half a month.
……
短短两三天时间，洪灏承能够在不断晃动的潜艇内快速行走，仿佛是天生的海员。
In just two or three days, Hong Haocheng had learned to move swiftly through the constantly swaying submarine, as if he were a born sailor.
又过了接近一天，潜艇从一片深海中浮出。
After nearly another full day, the submarine surfaced from the deep sea.
咸湿的海风吹在白净帅气的脸庞上。少年拿手遮阳虚着眼看向前方的岛屿，上面椰树林立，宽大的绿叶片后方有排排方正的建筑，旁边还有飞机跑道。
The salty, humid sea breeze brushed against his fair, handsome face. The boy shaded his eyes with his hand and squinted toward the island ahead—palm trees stood in rows, behind their broad green leaves were neat rectangular buildings, and beside them lay an airstrip.
「可能只有一个月，最多两个月的时间，你要在此接受我们的特训。」
“You might have only one month, or at most two, to undergo our special training here.”
洪灏承感觉不妙的道：「我还没期末考试。」
Sensing trouble, Hong Haocheng said, “I haven’t taken my final exams yet.”
「会有人替你考的。」
“Someone will take them for you.”
「不会挂科吗？」
“I won’t fail?”
男人冷静的看了他一眼，「你以后都不需要担心那种事情了。」
The man gave him a composed look. “You won’t need to worry about that sort of thing anymore.”
洪灏承无奈的跟着这些人踏上这片土地。
Hong Haocheng reluctantly set foot on this land along with these people.
人在屋檐下，不得不低头，希望有机会能够跟家里联系。
“When you’re under someone else’s roof, you have to bow your head,” he thought, hoping for a chance to contact his family.
脚踩在海岸线上的瞬间，内心一道浑厚、怪异，带着扭曲音调的心念声浮现。
The moment his feet touched the shoreline, a deep, bizarre, and warped inner voice surfaced in his mind.
[你踏上了群岛：万里石塘。]
[You have set foot on the archipelago: Ten Thousand Li Coral Reefs.]
仿佛有什么怪物，在自己胸腔内努力说着人话。
It was as if some monster was struggling to speak in human tongue within his chest.
[你获得了87532.3Km航迹绘线，这是你这辈子获得的最多航线了，其中有我的部分。]
[You have gained 87,532.3 kilometers of navigational tracklines—the most extensive route you’ve ever obtained in your lifetime, part of which belongs to me.]
洪灏承褐黄色的瞳仁微颤，他压下心中的疑惑，脸上恢复了冷静。
The amber hue of Hong Haocheng’s pupils trembled faintly. He suppressed his doubts, a mask of calm returning to his face.
他试着在心中对那道声音发出心念。
He tried to mentally address that voice in his own mind.
[你是谁。]
[Who are you.]
不到一秒后，胸前竟然真出现了这声音，它在回应着自己。
Less than a second later, the voice truly answered from within his chest, replying to his thoughts.
[呵，你不认识我，这么快就忘了吗。]
[Hah, you don’t recognize me? Forgotten so soon?]
难道之前在潜艇，就是这东西在与某个神秘人联系，告知自己不要说出客厅中自己朋友们的名字吗？！
Could it be that back in the submarine, this very thing had been communicating with some mysterious figure, warning him not to reveal his friends’ names in the living room?
念头刚一出现，洪灏承便觉得体内的血液隐隐沸腾。
As that thought emerged, Hong Haocheng sensed a faint heat simmering in his blood.
更多朦胧记忆出现：一道长着人首豹身的青色怪物跃上客厅阳台，在几人看向他的瞬间，那东西穿透阳台玻璃门，将那几个同学与朋友吞噬。
More vague memories surfaced: a cyan-hued monster with a human head and leopard body leaped onto the living room balcony. As everyone turned to look at it, the creature crashed through the glass door, devouring the group of classmates and friends.
而自己则在恐惧中突然发狂，大喊着冲了上去。
Overcome by terror, he suddenly went berserk, charging forward with a loud scream.
随后自己身体破碎。
Then, his body shattered.
「你怎么了？」身旁之人注意到了自己轻微的异常。
“What’s wrong?” A person nearby noticed his slight anomaly.
洪灏承赶紧紧紧地闭上眼，又重新睁开。
Hong Haocheng quickly shut his eyes tightly, then opened them again.
「我没事。」
“I’m fine.”
领着自己的中年人点点头，他抬手指着附近建筑道：
The middle-aged man leading him nodded and pointed to a nearby building, saying:
「那栋楼是食宿区，挨着它的那栋是宿舍，不过你不用住那里。」
“That building is the dining and living area; the one next to it is the dormitory, but you won’t be staying there.”
见少年沉默着，冯居冠看向明明初来乍到，圆圆的眼睛中却满是镇静的少年。
Seeing the silent young man, Feng Juguan looked over at him, noting that despite being new here, his round eyes were filled with unwavering calm.
「不错，挺沉稳。」
“Not bad. Steady as a rock.”
走了十来米，身材相较之前变得更健硕帅气的镇静少年眼神中，多出了几道狐疑之色。
After walking about ten meters, a hint of suspicion crept into the calm young man’s eyes, appearing in a figure now more robust and handsome than before.
「冯哥，你去过多少地方？」洪灏承开口问道。
“Brother Feng, how many places have you visited?” Hong Haocheng asked.
身穿藏蓝黑边制服的冯居冠轻笑了下：
Feng Juguan, wearing a navy-blue uniform with black trim, smiled lightly:
「怎么问这个。」
“Why the question?”
「没有，我只是觉得，你应该是去过很多地方，这个世界上大半国家你都去过了吧。」
“Nothing much. I just feel like you must’ve been to many places—almost half the countries in the world by now.”
「算不上，很多地方我都没去过，国内还好，国外只去过次欧洲。」
“Not really. There are plenty of places I haven’t been. It’s okay domestically, but abroad, I’ve only been to Europe once.”
冯居冠没提更多的。
Feng Juguan didn’t say more.
洪灏承看了身旁几人一眼，在他眼中，这些人背后都有若影若现的轨迹纹路，仿佛一幅幅简约单线地图。
Hong Haocheng glanced at the people around him. In his eyes, faint, shifting track patterns gleaned behind each of them, like simplistic monochrome route maps.
十万七千公里、一千万公里、三百万公里…
107,000 kilometers, 10 million kilometers, 3 million kilometers…
他随后低下头，跟着几人前进，但他还是忍不住斜眼瞟了眼身旁这位气质刚毅自信的人，他背后悬浮的能量线条色泽与众不同，乃如宇宙般的瀚靑之色。
He then lowered his head, following the few people forward, but he couldn’t help slanting his eyes to sneak a peek at the person beside him—a man with a resolute and confident aura. The energy lines suspended behind him were a different color from the rest, a vast azure hue like the cosmos itself.
那是…二点七八亿。
That was… 278 million.
这是此人从出生至当前，以自身所丈量过的世界土地，这近乎是大半个星球的面积。
This was the area of the world that this person had measured on foot from birth to the present, nearly the expanse of half the planet.
它代表2.78亿平方公里。
It represented 278 million square kilometers.
真是可怕的足迹，多到形成了面积。
Truly terrifying footprints, so numerous they had formed an area.
真是…美味的足迹啊…
Truly… delicious footprints…
少年的面容微微扭曲，不由自主伸出舌头贪婪地舔了舔嘴唇。
The youth’s face twisted slightly, and he couldn’t help but stick out his tongue, greedily licking his lips.
但忽地洪灏承感觉自己有点疲倦，像是体内有什么能量突然醒来，吃掉了体内某种多余的精气后，又平复下去。
But suddenly, Hong Haocheng felt a wave of fatigue wash over him, as if some energy inside him had abruptly awakened, devoured some excess vitality within his body, and then calmed down again.
所有人背后，那些犹如地图的线条光芒消失了。
The light of the lines, like maps behind everyone, vanished.
……
失频之地。
The Shibin Wastes.
几天时间，来自周遭各处的几只高手队伍，或独自或联手挑战了那处拥有浮空人形幻影的山峦，结果很不尽人意。
In the span of a few days, several groups of expert fighters from the surrounding areas, either solo or in teams, had challenged the mountain peaks with the floating humanoid apparitions, but the results were far from satisfying.
那东西真的能够给人造成实质性的伤害，这让杨子藏心中既忧又喜，里面的幻象相关能力应该暂时还没有人够获得，而且关于那东西的情报也越来越多。
That thing could actually cause real harm, filling Yang Zicang with both worry and delight. No one seemed to have obtained the illusion-related abilities from it yet, and more intel was flowing in by the day.
但相对的，自己也不好进去。得尽快通过这些人收集到的情报，找出对方的弱点才行。
Conversely, it meant he was getting blocked too. He needed to dig through these people’s gathered intel to find the thing’s weakness—pronto.
还好，另一方面，这几天自己已经赚得盆满钵满，集市的规模已经大了三四倍，很快交易额就能突破十万时序的大关。
On the bright side, though, these past few days he’d cleaned up, with the market’s scale swollen three or four times. Soon, trade volume would shatter the grand mark of 100,000 Chronos.
夜间的驻地依旧热闹。
The encampment still thrived with nightly hustle and bustle.
正在后方帐篷内盘腿冥想，修习沉吟之夜的杨子藏忽然听到外面的两道慌乱之声。
Inside the rear tent, Yang Zicang was deep in meditation, cycling through *Chime Night*, when two panicked shouts ripped through from outside.
「怎么了。」
“What’s wrong?”
杨子藏刚走出，就见前方自两个帐篷缝冲来的小伙子惊慌的道：
The moment he stepped out, a young man, charging across from a gap between two tents, blurted out in terror:
「救命啊老板，有幕景主级别的怪物！」
“Help, boss! A monster at the Dream Level!”
周围人都感叹运气真好，一般那种怪物的寿元都很长。
Nearby spectators counted themselves lucky—beasts like that usually ran deep on lifespan.
帐篷旁一人叼着自制草烟蹲在地上问道：
By the tent, a man squatted with a homemade grass cigarette clenched between his teeth, asking:
「两位，你们队伍平时能进什么交错空间啊？」
“You two, what Crosspace did your crew usually slip into?”
「我们，我们以前在新月级很厉害，觉得应该能稳定满月级，就去了，结果三个月前来到了这里。」
“Us… We were tough in the Crescent Level, figured we’d sail through Full Moon. Hitched a ride—then three months later, boom, right here.”
帐篷旁几人头上仿佛出现几道黑线。
A couple guys beside the tent looked like they were growing black question marks over their heads.
这两个家伙，连B级交错地都没稳定过，就敢跟风跑进这几座山里。
These two guys haven’t even stabilized a B-level Crossplace, yet they dared to follow the crowd into those mountains.
杨子藏无奈叹了口气，这种破事儿这两天越来越多了。但自己能怎么着呢，该帮忙还是得帮，这算是服务的一部分。
Yang Zicang let out a helpless sigh. In the past few days, incidents like this had been popping up more and more. But what could he do about it? He still had to lend a hand—it was part of the service.
「在里面的人叫什么名字，让他跟我联系吧，我给他们投资。」
“Inside, whoever’s in there, give me their name. I’ll have them reach out to me for an Invest.”
杨子藏随口答应着，两人赶紧联系在山中的人。
Yang Zicang agreed casually. The two quickly contacted those inside the mountains.
[苏芳想为我进行主动投资。]
[Su Fang wants to conduct a Pro-Invest for me.]
[苏芳为我投资1N.]
[Su Fang has invested in my 1N.]
｛甲子间队长，救命啊。｝
{Jiazi Term Captain, help!}
「是你？」
“It’s you?”
｛甲队长，不好了，我们的队伍碰上了幕景主，他们在被追杀，请你救救他们。｝
“Captain Jia, it’s bad—our team has run into a Scenario Lord. They’re being hunted. Please, you have to save them.”
是救你吧。 杨子藏汗颜。
“You mean save you.” Yang Zicang broke into a cold sweat.
原来是她，也不知道这位女士运气好还是运气差，这大妹子自己上午亲手卖给她的清神香丸，没想才十来个小时就遇到了A级交错地的幕景主。
So it was her. Hard to say whether this woman was lucky or cursed. She had bought the Clear Mind Incense Pills from him just this morning, yet barely ten hours later, she’d crossed paths with a Scenario Lord from an A-tier conflict zone.
[我为苏芳投资5000N.]
[I, Su Fang, invest 5000N.]
「快逃吧，附近有兴趣的高手可以过去帮帮忙。」
“Run for it. Any nearby experts with a taste for excitement can lend a hand.”
说罢，杨子藏回到了自己的帐篷内。
With that said, Yang Zicang slipped back into his tent.
｛不行啊，好哥哥，我们干不过它！｝
“No can do, darling brother—we can’t take it on!”
女人身旁另一人也挥舞著手上的铁剑，哭喊道：
The woman’s companion, swinging an iron sword in his hand, wailed alongside her.
｛救命啊，甲老板，我的额外时序只有三天了！｝
“Help, Boss Jia, I only have three days left of my extra Chronos!”
「唉！」 ，安排好一切的杨子藏踏上列车消失在空气中。
“Sigh!” Having arranged everything, Yang Zicang stepped onto the train and vanished into thin air.