Ground Stars / 地上星 · Ch.78 第78章 偷井贼 -1
第78章 偷井贼 –1
Chapter 78: The Well Thief (Part 1)
有了邀请，王翀和徐秀川两人自然跟著壹块儿享福，另外四人此刻还不清楚杨子藏已到。
With the invitation, Wang Chong and Shiu Siuchuan naturally followed along to share in the pleasure. The other four were still unaware that Yang Zicang had arrived.
岩石垒砌的屋子内，有著壹盆盆废弃的红色魔晶石残晶散发著热量，不过此刻已有人来为它们盖上盖子。
In the rock-built room, basins filled with discarded red magical crystal remnants radiated heat, though someone had already come to cover them.
在白天这里的气温并不会低很多，它们只有晚上才有用。
During the day, the temperature here wouldn’t drop much, so these were only useful at night.
饭菜做好后，宁洋道：「啊雅，去叫张师傅壹起来吃饭吧。」
Once the meal was ready, Ning Yang said, “Ah Ya, go call Master Zhang to join us for dinner.”
「他这会臭得很吧。」
“He probably stinks to high heaven right now,”
屋内的女人不情愿道，不过还是出门去叫那正在弄药水的男人。
the woman in the house grumbled reluctantly, though she still stepped out to fetch the man busy concocting his potions.
大圆桌上摆满了还算丰盛的饭菜，桌上还有人拿来透明的玻璃罐子装著的干净水。
The large round table was laden with a fairly hearty spread, and someone had brought out clean water in transparent glass jars.
「能在这里吃到这些热腾腾的饭菜，还真是难能可贵。」
“It’s truly rare to enjoy steaming hot meals like this here,”
「这些都是我们拿资源从大棚换来的，这壹桌子就值个三角Moexl。」宁洋道。
“We traded resources for these from the greenhouse. This whole table costs about three-cornered Moxel,” Ning Yang said.
杨子藏好奇：「那他们的蔬菜和肉食是哪里来的？」
Yang Zicang inquired with curiosity, “So where do their vegetables and meat come from?”
正在这时，听说有免费饭菜的张师傅已经掀开帘子走进了这间石屋。
Just then, having heard about the free meal, Master Zhang lifted the curtain and stepped into the stone house.
「新来的吧，这些蔬菜种子有的是从枢纽镇换来的，有些是寻找进入这里的交错地，将【土地型】失念引擎种下后，延缓它的存在，从而收获的。」
“You’re new here, I take it. Some of these vegetable seeds were bartered from Hubville, others were obtained by finding the criss-cross zones that lead here and planting the [Land-type] Shin Engine in those spots, slowing its manifestation to collect what I did.”
张师傅坐在宁洋身旁：「这年轻人是妳朋友？」
Master Zhang sat down beside Ning Yang. “Is this young man your friend?”
「他就是昨天送衣服来的小伙子，甲子间，新进来的。」
“He’s the young man who delivered the clothes yesterday, Jiazi Term, just recently admitted.”
「噢噢，是妳啊。」
“Oh, oh, it’s you, huh.”
张远信上下打量了杨子藏壹眼，轻轻摇摇头。
Chang Yuanxin gave Yang Zicang a once-over and let out a faint shake of his head.
虽然穿著人家的蓝色棉绒外套，不过他对这种拿保命物资换几晚睡觉地方的小年轻看不上眼。
Even though the man was wearing his blue fleece jacket, Chang looked down on a young fellow who’d trade away life-saving supplies just for a few nights of shelter.
换做自己，怎么得也得找个地方自己睡，有这么多保暖的东西，还怕露宿野外吗。
If it were him, he’d find some spot or another to bed down in on his own. With that much insulation along, so what if he had to rough it in the open?
定要那个破屋子才睡得著？
Was he incapable of sleeping anywhere but that piss-p excuse for a house?
「我身上这件不错，谢谢妳啊，路人甲兄弟。」
“The jacket on me right now isn’t bad though – thanks, pal ‘Next Man Walking.‘“
张师傅吸了下鼻涕，拿起筷子在桌面坐了坐，开始不客气的夹菜。
Master Zhang sniffled, tapped his chopsticks a few times on the desktop, then started helping himself with his meal.
「是甲子间…」王翀纠正。
“It’s Jiazi Term…” Wang Chong corrected.
「没事没事，吃菜。」
“No harm done. Eat, eat.”
招呼大家都开动的宁洋维持著桌间的气氛。
Ning Yang, urging everyone to dig in, kept up the atmosphere around the table.
张师傅问了下王翀和徐秀川，发现两人只是外出找材料的人后，再也没有了对两人的重视。
After learning that Wang Chong and Shiu Siuchuan were merely grunts who went out to forage for materials, Master Zhang dropped all pretense of concern for them.
「我曾经啊，做出过那么大个的御寒壁炉，不过后面不流行那玩意儿了。」他拿筷子在空中比划了下。
“I once made a Coldward Hearth that was that big,” he said, gesturing with his chopsticks in the air, “but it fell out of style later on.”
「现在不就又需要了吗。」宁洋笑道。
“And now it’s needed again, isn’t it?” Ning Yang smiled.
「哎呀，只要这个药水搞好了，有我的手艺，妳放心咱们肯定迷死那些镇里人。」
“Ah, just as long as we get this potion right, with my craftsmanship—rest assured—we’ll drive those townsfolk wild.”
「是啊，咱们棚区要发展，就得靠张师傅这样的手艺人。希望到时候能拿到订货函吧。」
“That’s right. For our Peng Zone to develop, we need craftsmen like Master Zhang. I hope we can get an order letter by then.”
「咱们现在是哪里遇到难题了呢？」杨子藏问。
“So where exactly are we hitting a snag?” Yang Zicang asked.
「壹些技术活儿，妳不懂。」张远信头也不擡的道。
“Some technical stuff, you wouldn’t get it.” Chang Yuanxin replied without even lifting his head.
杨子藏笑了笑，转而看向宁洋：「听说棚主还在准备制作水井的失念引擎，不知道还有没有水井的忘川幻影？」
Yang Zicang smiled, then turned to Ning Yang: “I heard Penglord is still working on building a Shin Engine for the well—is there any formless Vision of Forgetting Springs from that well left?”
张远信噗嗤下笑了出来，还好他扭头，不然饭都喷到桌面上了。
Chang Yuanxin let out a snort of laughter; luckily he’d turned his head, or he would’ve spat his rice all over the table.
「欸，妳说那个啊，那东西我们已经放弃了，想得轻松做起来太难，以后看机缘吧。不过相关的忘川泉我这里还有点剩余。」
“Hey, you mean that thing? We’ve already given up on it—easier said than done. Maybe by chance later on. But I’ve still got some leftover Forgetful Spring water.”
「可不可以给我份呢？」
“Could I have a portion?”
那些黑水溪流上漂浮的幻影各种各样，但真要去找特定的某种，就只能花时间碰运气。
The visions floating on those blackwater streams come in all sorts, but if you’re looking for a specific kind, you can only spend that time getting lucky.
虽然昨夜跟两人说过要找水井幻影，但显然光凭这点人手，蹲上几天都不壹定会找到。
Even though they’d told the two last night to find the well’s vision, it was plain that with just these few hands, squating there for days might not even turn one up.
「当然可以。不过甲子兄弟是要…」
“Of course I can. But Brother Jiazi, what are you planning to do…”
「试试而已。」杨子藏并未否认。
“Just giving it a try.” Yang Zicang didn’t deny it.
擦了擦嘴的张远信笑而不语的摇摇头，继续伸筷子夹菜。
Chang Yuanxin, wiping his mouth, smiled without a word, shook his head, and continued reaching out with chopsticks to pick up food.
「如果成功，小兄弟记得给我们壹份配方啊。」
“If it works out, little brother, remember to share the formula with us.”
「呵呵。」
“Hmph.”
饭后，那名脸庞虽看上去有些风霜，但骨子里是个美人的女士为杨子藏抱来两个扁平如碗的平口玻璃罐。
After the meal, the woman—whose face bore traces of hardship but was still a beauty at heart—brought Yang Zicang two flat, bowl-shaped glass jars with wide openings.
黑色的溪水在里面晃荡。它表明漂浮著的水波不论如何变幻，也不会散开上面的幻象。
Black creek water sloshed inside them. It indicated that no matter how the floating ripples shifted, they wouldn’t dispel the illusions dancing on the surface.
见到比宁洋干净帅气许多的男生，这年纪并不算太大的女人缕了缕自己的头发。
Spotting a boy far cleaner and more handsome than Ning Yang, the woman, not too old, tidied her hair.
「妳叫甲子间是吗？」她主动开口，」以后有物资，记得给自己多留点，别不把它们当宝贝，这儿跟咱们以前的世界已经不壹样了。」
“You’re Jiazi Term, right?” She took the initiative to speak. “From now on, when you get supplies, remember to keep more for yourself. Don’t take them for granted—this place is nothing like the world we used to live in.”
「谢谢，我会注意的。」
“Thanks, I’ll keep that in mind.”
女人深深的注视了杨子藏的脸壹眼，转身进入帘子内。
The woman gave Yang Zicang’s face a deep, lingering stare before turning and stepping inside the curtain.
出去后，王翀小声滴咕：「阿雅是被人卖到这里来的。」
After they left, Wang Chong muttered under his breath, “Aya was sold here.”
杨子藏叹息了声。
Yang Zicang let out a sigh.
「这种事咱们管不过来。走吧，去找新材料。」
“There’s nothing we can do about this kind of thing. Let’s go. We need to find new materials.”
三人刚离去，这屋子附近路过的壹人，目光下意识落向王翀和徐秀川抱著的罐子。
As soon as the three of them had just left, a passerby near this house instinctively glanced at the jars Wang Chong and Shiu Siuchuan were carrying.
「水井？」这蓬头垢面的人念刀了声。
“Well water?” the disheveled figure muttered.
「哟，左粪大师睡醒啦？」
“Hey, Master Shit-toui’s finally awake, huh?”
「滚妳娘的蛋。」
“Screw off.”
男人朝著调笑自己那人脚下啐了口，又转头看向走远的杨子藏三人，眉头皱了皱。
The man spat at the feet of the one mocking him, then turned to watch Yang Zicang and the other two recede into the distance, furrowing his brow.
这罐子他熟悉得很。
He was all too familiar with those jars.
「这两罐子水的分量不少呵，子藏哥，呸，甲子哥，妳要回去找人研究配方了吗？」
“That’s quite a haul of water, two jars worth. Zicang-ge, ah, I mean Jiazi-ge, are you heading back to work out a formula?”
「我都等不及看甲子哥造出水井失念引擎了，到时候看张远信还笑不笑得出来！」王翀兴奋道。
“I can’t wait to see Jiazi-ge build the Well Shin Engine—then we’ll see if Chang Yuanxin still has the nerve to laugh!” Wang Chong said excitedly.
「不用管那家伙。」杨子藏根本没将那人放在心上。
“Don’t bother with that guy.” Yang Zicang had completely dismissed him from his mind.
那位张师傅看著三四十岁，但几十年前就在北方造居民御寒壁炉了，推测年纪很大，却在人身的后半截来到了这鬼地方。
That Master Zhang looked to be thirty or forty years old, but he’d built the Coldward Hearth residential district plains decades ago. He must be quite old by now, spend the latter half of his life in this godforsaken place.
「可惜这两罐水不够我们试验两三个配方的。」徐秀川道。
“Pity these two jars of water aren’t enough for us to test two or three formula variants,” Shiu Siuchuan mused.
「至于配方的事，已经有眉目了。」杨子藏淡笑了下。
“As for the formula, we’re already onto something.” Yang Zicang offered a faint smile.
「啊？」两人齐齐看向他。
“Really?” The two both stared at him simultaneously.
杨子藏道：「接下来我们要壹些三角形失念Moexl。用时序买得到吗？」
Yang Zicang continued: “Next up, we’ll need some triangular Forgotten-Memory Moxel bricks. Can we get those with Chronos?”
「当然，不过价格就不壹定了，波动得很大。」
“Of course, but the price isn’t fixed—it fluctuates wildly.”
没有稳定的市场，价格基本就是卖家信口开河，买家再砍到脚背。
Without a stable market, the price is essentially whatever the seller makes up, and the buyer haggles it down to the bone.
杨子藏有些头疼。但仗著有时序，很快花了60N换来两个三角形失念Moexl，外加壹个附送的两边形Moexl。
Yang Zicang’s head ached a bit. But armed with Chronos, he quickly traded 60N for two triangular Oblivion Moxels and a bonus two-sided Moxel.
小棚区内有人收购Moexl的消息不胫而走。
News that someone in the Little Peng Zone was buying Moxels spread like wildfire.
「喂，哥，还收吗？」又有四人凑到王翀门前，拿著块黑色琉璃状卵石。
“Hey, bro, still buying?” Four others crowded at Wang Chong’s door, holding a black glass-like cobblestone.
「够了，不收了。」
“Enough, I’m not buying anymore.”
「他们卖多少？我这个算二十九年行吗？」
“How much did they sell for? Can mine fetch twenty-nine years?”
「不用了。」
“No need.”
「二十六！求妳了哥，收了吧！要不我们帮妳把之前贵的退掉？」几人作势要去找那位以40N卖掉三角形和两边形Moexl的人。
“Twenty-six! I’m begging you, bro, just take it! Or we can go return the expensive one for you?” They pretended to seek out the guy who sold the triangular and two-sided Moxels for 40N.
杨子藏揉揉额头：「得得得，最后壹个。宁兄弟是我朋友，别给我惹事。」
Yang Zicang rubbed his forehead: “Fine, fine, the last one. Brother Ning is a friend of mine—don’t stir up trouble for me.”
「哥，谢谢！谢谢！」王翀返还了这人二十五年时序。
“Thanks, bro! Thanks!” Wang Chong returned twenty-five years of Chronos to this man.
周围人见价格这么低，原本犹豫的也舍不得卖了。去中大型棚区，这Moexl至少能换三十到三十五年以上，遇上棚区研发新引擎时收购价更高。
Those nearby, seeing the price so low, hesitated and became reluctant to sell. In the larger Peng Zones, such Moxels could at least fetch thirty to thirty-five years or more, with prices soaring if a Peng Zone was developing a new engine.
远处，蓬头垢面的男人将这壹切收入眼底。
In the distance, a disheveled man took in the entire scene.
……
接下来，杨子藏却没有去寻找材料，整整壹天都在棚区周围跟前日认识的六人晃荡。
Next, Yang Zicang did not go looking for materials, but instead spent the entire day lingering around Peng Zone with the six people he had met the day before.
仿佛早上买那些失念Moexl只是心血来潮而已。
It was as if buying those Forgetfulness Moxels in the morning had been merely a whim.
这让偷偷注意著几人的左非闲心中略有困惑。
This left Zuo Feixian, who was secretly keeping an eye on them, feeling slightly puzzled.
他之前从棚主对这人客气的程度判定这小子应该不是普通人，不是拥有独门手艺，就是打架厉害。
He had previously judged from Penglord’s courteous demeanor toward this man that the kid was no ordinary fellow—likely possessing a unique skill or a knack for fighting.
结果这人就和这些人晃了壹整天，跟晃荡的小混混似的。
Yet, here he was, wasting the whole day loafing with these clowns like some common thug.
难道这几人不是要制作水井失念引擎的吗。
Could it be that these people weren’t actually making the well Shin Engine?
他皱了皱眉，七个大男人，挖些泥土都用不著壹天时间。
He frowned; seven grown men wouldn’t even need a day just to dig up some dirt.
……
晚上，杨子藏终于带著水跟几人往远处走去，选了个地方几人坐著吹牛，壹吹就是五六个小时。
At night, Yang Zicang finally led the group with some water to a distant spot, picked a place, and sat with them chatting aimlessly, yapping for five or six hours straight.
疲惫的左非闲早已困倒在远处的土包后方，鼾声远处都听得到。
Exhausted, Zuo Feixian had long dozed off behind a mound of earth far away, his snoring audible from a distance.
杨子藏看了眼那个方向，起身道：「材料应该准备好了，我去下就回来，大伙等我下。」
Yang Zicang glanced in that direction, rose to his feet, and said, “The materials should be ready. I’ll go fetch them and be right back. Wait for me, everyone.”
混乱旋动的夜风中，列车乘空而来，将杨子藏带离。
Amid the chaotic, swirling night wind, a train sped through the air, carrying Yang Zicang away.
不到半小时，列车在王翀身后的站台缓缓停靠。
In less than half an hour, the train slowly came to a halt at the platform behind Wang Chong.
「帮我搬下东西吧，小心不要搞乱顺序。」
“Help me move this stuff, and be careful not to mess up the order.”
几人拍醒打盹的王翀，既兴奋又羡慕地上车左右瞧看，将备好的壹份份泥土与矿石搬下车来。
Several people shook the drowsy Wang Chong awake, climbing into the vehicle with excitement and envy, looking around as they carefully unloaded the prepared piles of soil and ore.
盒子上标注著代表自上而下的顺序数字，数字越大的盒子里，泥土所蕴含的水份就越重。
The boxes were marked with numbers indicating the order from top to bottom; the larger the number, the heavier the moisture content in the soil inside.
这是总部的人跑到几个真的水井内按层弄出来的材料，并且找经验丰富的地质专家来进行改良，按他们的推论，以当前材质制造出的失念引擎，形成的水井会蕴含优质的天然深层矿泉水。
This was material brought back by headquarters personnel from real wells, extracted layer by layer, and refined with the help of experienced geologists. Based on their deductions, a Shin Engine built with these materials would yield a well containing high-quality natural deep mineral water.
「杨哥，这边箱子味道有点怪？」有人指著几个箱子问。
“Brother Yang, these boxes smell a bit off?” someone pointed to a few boxes and asked.
「哦，那个是做涂层的药剂，它的毒性不大，轻拿轻放就好。」
“Oh, that’s the coating agent. It’s not very toxic—just handle it with care.”
「另外这些材料是做御寒壁炉的？欸，等下，杨哥，妳该不会真拆了个御寒壁炉过来吧。」
“Also, are these the materials for the Coldward Hearth? Wait, Brother Yang, you didn’t actually dismantle a Coldward Hearth, did you?”
「嗯哼。」
“Mm-hm.”
壹堆乱七八糟的钢管旁，几人吓得后退几步，这跟他们印象中的御寒壁炉并不壹样。
Amid a cluttered pile of steel pipes, the crowd took a few steps back in shock—this didn’t match their impression of a Coldward Hearth at all.
「会诞生恶魇吗。」
“Will it spawn nightmares?”
「有我在，放心好了。」
“With me around, rest assured.”
作棚展开，杨子藏问道：「蓝图是怎么制作的妳们知道吗？」
As the canopy was set up, Yang Zicang asked, “Do you know how blueprints are made?”
「那个要找进入的交错地幕景内的东西才行，做蓝图很看运气的。」
“You need to find something from the interlaced landscape within the barrier. Making blueprints is highly dependent on luck.”
明白自己不可能做份水井蓝图后，荒原上的杨子藏道：「准备好了吗。」
Realizing he couldn’t make a well blueprint, Yang Zicang, standing on the wasteland, asked, “Ready?”
「当然当然，我们全力支持杨哥。」
“Of course, of course – we’ve got your back, Brother Yang.”
「等下甲子哥说递什么材料，我们就递什么材料，保准不会出错。」
“When Brother Jiazi says hand over materials next time, we’ll pass exactly what’s needed. No mistakes, guaranteed.”
然而在杨子藏心灵链接的另壹端，黑皮沙发上，几位壹看就精神头十足的中年人点点头。
Yet on the other end of Yang Zicang’s Syn-Link, several middle-aged men with sharp, spirited looks nodded from a black leather sofa.
｛我们也准备好了。｝
{We’re ready too.}
｛来吧小兄弟，是咱们几个老头子发光发热的时候了。｝
{Come on, young fella – it’s time for us old-timers to shine.}
｛其实有赵教授的标注，小杨肯定是没问题的。｝
{With Professor Zhao’s annotations, Little Yang’s definitely got this.}
杨子藏道：「有大家照看著，我更安心点。」
Yang Zicang said, “With everyone watching over me, I feel more at ease.”
对面几个人欣慰的点点头，他们明白自己此刻作用已不大，这小伙子只是想让大伙儿亲眼见证大家忙碌了整天的心血成型而已。
Across from him, the group nodded with relief, fully aware that their role by now was minimal – this youth just wanted them to witness the final realization of the day’s hard work they’d all poured in.
几人对自己的定位非常迷茫，他们的Moexl有的很普通，有的甚至毫无作用，还能活著都万幸。
These people were utterly lost about their own worth; some of their Moxels were ordinary, others utterly useless, and simply being alive felt like a miracle.
但现在，他们终于觉得自己还「有用。」
But now, finally, they felt they were still “useful.”
「我开始了。」
“I’m starting.”
有这些人在，杨子藏充满了底气。他步入手工作棚，看向将自己缓慢笼罩的混吨光芒。
With them around, Yang Zicang felt emboldened. He stepped into the handcrafted shed and gazed at the vague chaos of light slowly enveloping him.
棚外几名充当助手的筑荒人小心翼翼递进黄蓝魔晶石。
Outside the shed, a few construction wastelanders acting as assistants cautiously handed in yellow and blue magical crystals.
他们都卷起袖子，洗干净了手臂，生怕脏衣服的碎屑进入棚内被做进了引擎。
They all rolled up their sleeves and thoroughly scrubbed their arms, fearing that debris from dirty clothes might drift into the shed and end up embedded in the engine.
将失念Moexl摆放在身前。
Yang Zicang placed the Moxel of Lost Memories before him.
「首先是忘川。」
“First, the River of Oblivion.”
杨子藏拿开忘川泉的盖子，随著Moexl闪动汇聚至手上，他点向了这份闪动著掏著「圆形深坑」幻影的水。
He removed the lid from the Well of Oblivion Spring. As the Moxel shimmered and gathered into his hand, he pointed at the water, which flickered in illusion, appearing as if scooping out a “circular pit.”
在魔晶石的闪动下，泉水大半化为黑灰能量，汇聚至杨子藏身前，形成成悬浮的小光团。
Beneath the shimmer of the magical crystals, most of the spring water transformed into dark gray energy, converging before Yang Zicang into a small hovering orb of light.
光团内出现模糊人影在地上挖掘的画面。
Within the orb of light emerged a blurry silhouette of a figure digging a pit in the ground.
总部几人看到年轻人手上的动作就出现这样的画面，啧啧称奇。
The staff back at headquarters marveled at how just the mere gesture of the young man’s hand could conjure such vivid imagery.
｛按理说最先直接放井底泥土就好，但在现实中，为了防止水下沈或水路改变成为枯井，对地下水系结构的选址要求很高。这里虽不需要那么大的水路网，但防沈水仍关键。｝
{ In theory, it would be simplest to just place the bottom soil of the well first, but in reality, to prevent the well from becoming waterlogged or turning into a dry well due to shifts in watercourses, the selection of the site for the groundwater system demands great precision. Although there’s no need for an extensive network of waterways here, preventing waterlogging remains key. }
｛所以有备无患，第十号最大的那个储物盒里面有我们配置的岩层解构，妳看看会不会在运送扳动过程中变散乱。｝
{ Thus, he that is well prepared has no regrets. The tenth and largest box contains our custom-formulated rock deconstruction magic lock; check if it remained intact and hasn’t shifted during transport. }
「十号盒，小心擡进来。」杨子藏喊。外面两人将沈重的大箱搬进作棚。
“Open box ten. Bring it in softly,” called out Yang Zicang. From outside, two men carefully carried the heavy crate into the construction shed.
透过侧面，杨子藏的确看到了疏密有致的岩层分布，它们都被干净的泉水侵泡著。光这份工作就不是壹两个小时能搞定的，大家真的在全力支持自己。
Through the side, Yang Zicang indeed saw a well-organized rock formation with varying layers, all soaked in clean spring water. Even this task alone would take no less than an hour or two, and everyone was truly giving their full support to him.
｛没问题，跟之前壹样。｝其中壹人松了口气道。
{No problem, same as before.} One of them said with a sigh of relief.
杨子藏心中暖意顿起，这些人短短壹天时间就做出这样的成果。
A warmth surged in Yang Zicang’s heart—these people had achieved such results in just a single day.
他手指轻点，魔晶石大放光明，混吨光团能量变得厚重，像是有无形大手将它们吸拿而起，汇聚至光团。
He lightly tapped with his finger, and the magic crystal radiated a brilliant light. The chaotic mass of energy became denser, as if invisible hands were drawing it together from all sides, gathering it into the bright orb.
｛接下来是九号储物盒里的水井最底层泥土。｝
{Next is the bottommost soil of the well from Storage Box Nine.}
专家组中壹人开口道。
One member of the expert team spoke.
「九号。」杨子藏侧头喊了声。外面人赶紧小心揭开「9」号盒盖递入。
“Box Nine.” Yang Zicang called out over his shoulder. The people outside carefully lifted the lid of box marked “9” and handed it in.
杨子藏闪动线条的手指在盒内壹点，表层悬著清澈甘泉、中层有著石子、底层富矿泥土瞬间化为淡褐色能量，飘向悬浮光团。
Yang Zicang, with glowing lines rippling along his fingers, tapped inside the box. Instantly, the top layer of clear spring water, the mid-layer with stones, and the bottom layer of ore-rich soil transformed into a pale brown energy, drifting into the floating light orb.