第一百一十八章 暗野上的交易 -2
News of the Deserted Wastrel Freight Team’s annihilation rippled through the settlement areas, this vague rumor making the business deals of Yang Zicang’s new team flow much more smoothly.
荒车大货队被覆灭的消息隐隐流传在众棚区之间，这让杨子藏新货队的买卖都顺畅许多。
After all, this team belonged to the ferocious guy who could wipe out an entire deserted wastrel freight team with just a few people.
这可是能凭几个人一举捣灭整个荒车大货队的狠人的货队。
Over the two days, Yang Zicang had visited three small shelter areas, bringing daily necessities to these small shelters at reasonable prices, which could even be exchanged for common minerals or timber resources.
两天时间，杨子藏已经窜访了三个小型棚区，为小棚区带去了价格合理的，甚至能够用普通的矿物乃至木材资源兑换的日用物资。
Xu Xiuchuan and the others marveled at the unexpectedly high sales volume, wondering whether the locals truly needed these supplies or were offering “enthusiastic purchases” under some invisible pressure.
徐秀川等人感叹销量异常的好，没想到生意如此好做，也不知是对方真的需要物资还是迫于某种无形压力给予的“热情购买”。
At this moment, dozens of people from this small shelter area gathered at the entrance, reluctantly waving goodbye to the Da Jia Fang supply convoy.
此时，这处小棚区的几十人聚集在门口，对着大甲方货队惜别挥手。
“Come earlier next time,” one person said with a tearful tone tinged with fear.
“下次早点来啊。”一人带着略带惊悚的哭腔道。
“Thanks for remembering us, haha—we’ll be back.”
“谢谢惦记，哈哈，我们会回来的。”
“Ah… you really are coming back?”
“啊…真还要来啊。”
The reputation of the Da Jia Fang supply convoy began to spread across this land.
大甲方筑货队的名声开始在这片土地上流传。
[Your fame has been born, in the land of lost frequencies.]
[你的名气已诞生，于失频之地。]
A hazy image of Hub Town emerged.
模糊枢纽镇的影像出现。
It seemed as if a merciless gaze fell on their group in this area.
似有无情的目光落在这片区域内的自己一行人身上。
After a long moment, it faintly pulled away.
良久，它才淡淡的抽离。
The third week’s fame was born, and Yang Zicang felt the undisguised stare.
第三周的名气诞生了，杨子藏感受了下这毫不掩饰的注视目光。
This gaze lasted longer than in the previous two weeks—last week, his personal fame value had reached 75 points, while the entire convoy had attained 190 points.
这次的注视比以往两个礼拜都要来得长，上一礼拜自己的名气值已到达75分，而整个货队更是到达了190分。
That was because Qin Meng had joined the convoy at the end.
那是因为秦蒙在最后加入了自己的货队。
A line of data jerked to life.
一道折线窜动了过来。
{It’s going to be a new week again—how are things?}
{又要新的一周了，怎么样？}
“Chaser Silver? Oh, just right, I’ve just had this week’s fame born—those little journalists didn’t leak footage of my dining party, did they?”
“逐银？喔，正好，我刚刚诞生了这礼拜的名气，那些小记者们没把我聚餐的画面传出去吧。”
{What gathering? Uh, I’ve got some news. An A-level intersecting space has fallen into your area. It contains mental attacks and might have related objects. You might want to keep an eye out. If you can recover an eighty-year-old weapon from it, there are several thousand cycles of time shards on offer here.}
{什么聚餐？呃，我这边有个消息，有个A级交错地跌落进你们那边了，里面有精神系攻击，可能有相关的物件，你可以留一下。如果能从中寻回把八十年战器的话这边有几万时序作报酬。}
Zhuyin passed on the group’s request in detail to Yang Zicang, then asked with a tone of suppressed annoyance, “And that matter last time?”
逐银将那队人的求助详细转告给了杨子藏，随后他才没好气的问上次是怎么回事。
“I should be asking you that. Found out that guy’s identity yet?”
“我还想问你呢，那家伙的身份查到了吗？”
{Of course, Wuyou would tell me anything about him anytime, but look at my stature—do I need to go asking around just for that? That said, if that troublemaker cursed with bad luck hadn’t interfered… what a total jerk.}
{我直接问无忧当然随时可以知道他的信息，不过我是什么身份，还要为这事儿专门去打听吗。但话说回来，要不是那个被厄运缠身的家伙捣乱…他可真是个混蛋啊。}
“He’s not cursed with bad luck, just hitting a rough patch.”
“他没有厄运缠身，他只是有点水逆而已。”
Yang Zicang was about to end the connection when he remembered a favor he had asked for earlier, and inquired, “Oh, by the way, did you get those wellhead materials ready for me?”
杨子藏正想断掉链接，他突然想起之前拜托的事，便问道：“对了，水井材料帮我准备好了吗。”
At that, Zhuyin’s face darkened, and he gave a cold, grunting “Mm.”
逐银听了后，黑着脸冷嗯了声。
{Don’t worry. With so many cities at my disposal, getting just a few materials is easy.}
{放心吧，有这么多城市，几份材料而已。}
[I nearly succumbed to his authority.]
[我差点臣服于他的威信。]
The corner of Yang Zicang’s mouth twitched.
杨子藏嘴角撇了撇。
After setting up the camp, Yang Zicang contacted a few people still at the base, asking them to see if they had any leads on a twilight valley retreat nestled amidst the mountain ranges.
驻扎好营地后，杨子藏跟还在基地的几人联系了下，拜托他们问问有没关于一片山峦的暮景地的消息。
Not long after, another hair-thin crease of light shot over.
没多久又一道发丝般的折线射来。
{Mr. Zicang, you’ve been keeping well, hehehe.}
{子藏先生，别来无恙啊，哈哈哈。}
Spotting the other person, Yang Zicang smiled and cupped his fists in greeting:
瞧见对方的身影，杨子藏笑着拱手道：
“Shed Master Wuyou, a pleasure. My apologies for last time—I had to leave without saying goodbye due to an urgent matter that suddenly arose.”
“无忧棚主，幸会。上次不好意思，不告而别，实在是当时有突发急事。”
{No worries, no worries. I simply had no time to answer your Mental Link call back then. Haha, oh yes, I reached out to warn you—someone is buying information about you and has issued a bounty, vowing to have you killed.}
{无妨无妨，是当时我没空接你的心灵链接。哈哈，对了，我找你是想告诉你小心点，有人在收买关于你的消息，并发出悬赏扬言要找人取你性命。}
Shed Master Wuyou lowered his voice with concern and said:
无忧棚主关切的降低声音道：
{Be careful of a scheme targeting you. Despite most of the models on the Freqless Land being scrap, there are also some individuals with special abilities who come here deliberately.}
{小心有针对你的阴谋，失频之地上虽然大部分是废材模型，但也有故意来此的一些能力特殊的家伙。}
“Oh?” The young man raised an eyebrow and said to the fat-headed, big-eared Shed Master Wuyou through the Mental Link, “May I ask if you know who issued it?”
“哦？”年轻人挑了挑眉毛，对着心灵链接里肥头大耳的无有棚主道：“请问，知道是谁发布的吗。”
{There’s a ninety percent chance it’s the King of Wasteland Cars. The sender claimed to be the Desert Ancestor.}
{九成可能是荒车之主，发布消息之人自称荒祖。}
“Ha, I hadn’t even planned on picking a fight with that guy yet, and he comes knocking on my door himself.”
“呵，我都还没打算继续找那家伙的麻烦，人家自己找上门来了。”
Shed Master Wuyou smiled with an expression of “I knew it.” YangZicang did not deny his feud with the King of Wasteland Cars.
无忧棚主露出果然如此的笑容，杨子藏没有否认他跟荒车之主的梁子。
That night, when he heard that the Wasteland Carriage had been ambushed and was being wiped out, he questioned many people. Their descriptions of the attacker closely matched this guy sitting right there as his guest, and the estimated number roughly lined up too.
那晚当他听说荒车大货队被人做局正在被屠灭后，询问了好些人，描述的出手之人外形极像还在自己这边做客的这家伙，人数大致也对得上。
By the time he knocked on the door, he found a note left inside—his guest had already left long ago.
当他去敲门时，发现门内已经留下了字条，人家早就离开了。
Wuyou continued:
无忧继续道：
{After you took out a few cargo captains of the Wasteland Freight Convoy, more and more people have set their sights on his vehicle over these past couple of days. A few of my half-baked advisors speculate he might use his wasteland vehicle as bait to deal with you.}
{荒车大货队的几个货队长被你们挑了后，这两天越来越多的人已经打上了他那辆车的主意。我的几个臭皮匠猜测，他可能想以手上的荒车做代价来对付你。}
“What exactly is that wasteland vehicle? Why would people not just take it outright, but rather dare to go up against someone who can wipe out entire freight convoys?”
“那荒车到底是什么东西，能让人不选择直接去索取它，反而敢去找能灭掉大货队的人？”
{It’s said that vehicle holds a small pocket dimension. Space-type mod-crafting is extremely valuable, you should know that. Everyone wants to get their hands on it peacefully.}
{据说那辆车拥有一片小空间。空间型的模器都非常贵重，你应该知道的。谁都想能够和平获得。}
“Oh, I see.”
“咯，原来如此。”
{Brother Yang, only few people know that you destroyed the deserted cart caravan now. The deserted cart owner’s wanted bounty on you is probably just buying himself time to escape.}
{杨兄，现在知道你覆灭了荒车大货队的人还是少数。荒车主发布通缉你的消息，应该是给自己逃跑留出时间罢了。}
“I have no interest in him, but can you tell me more about what you know of his cart?”
“对他我不感兴趣，不过他的车你能不能再详细说说你知道的？”
{Hmm… As for that mold tool transformed from an evil nightmare, it’s a bronze cart that can walk on land on its own.}
{嗯…至于那辆恶魇所化的模器嘛，是辆能自动行走在陆地上的青铜车。}
“Bronze?”
“青铜？”
The chubby shed owner pondered:
胖胖的棚主思索道：
“It’s said to have been obtained from a museum. Powered by it, it could tow many small cargo carts behind—that was the ability of the Astral Freight Convoy when it first started as itinerant merchants. Moreover, the bronze horses and their riders on the chariot could also attack people, essentially serving as obedient humanoid guards. Later, people discovered that it concealed a small space inside, but well… it wasn’t very auspicious, hehe, seems it was a cemetery or something.”
{据说是从博物馆搞的。有它提供动力，后面可以拉很多小货板车，这就是荒车货队最开始当游商时的能力。而且，青铜车的青铜马和上面的骑手还能攻击人，相当于位听话的人形护卫。后来人们才晓得，它里面隐藏有小空间，不过嘛…不怎么吉利，呵呵，好像是片墓地来着。}
Yang Zicang wore a contemplative expression.
杨子藏露出思索的神色。
Upon hearing the word “cemetery,” my curiosity about the desert vehicle diminished. While it sounded cool, the thought of sticking with it day in and day out sent chills down my spine, and besides, I already had my Demon Nightmare subway.
听到墓地二字，心中对荒车的好奇也由多减少了。虽然听上去很酷，但终日与之相伴，想想也渗得慌，而且自己已经有了恶魇地铁。
“Thank you for the info, Shed Master Wuyou. Have any news of an A-level chaotic area breaking into this place recently?”
“谢谢无忧棚主的告知，你知道最近有A级失频地进入这里的消息吗？”
{The chaotic curtainscapes are abundant, but they’re scattered across the land, and spotting them is all about luck. As for the A-Level chaotic zone you mentioned, Brother Jiazi, I don’t know. If you visit the Solotenent Inn, you could ask around together.}
{失频幕景非常多，但散落在大地上又非常看运气才能撞见。至于甲子兄你口中的A级失频之地，我并不清楚。你如果去独频客栈，可以一起问问。}
After getting the source clear, Yang Zicang let out a scornful laugh.
问清楚消息来源后，杨子藏哼笑了下。
The Wasteland Lord intends to buy my intelligence; I might as well cash in on the timeline myself.
荒主收买我的情报，这时序干嘛不自己赚了。
……
……
The Lord of the Desert Vehicle was leaving a medium-sized shed zone.
荒车之主正从一个中型棚区离开。
The shed master of this medium shed zone was an old acquaintance of his, but still, nowadays he dared not stay too long in one place. After trading for some water, he headed back to his ancient bronze wagon.
这位中型棚区的棚主是自己的旧相识，但即便如此，现如今的他也不敢在一个地方多待，换取了水资源后，就往自己的那辆古旧的青铜大车而去。
“Still short of 3,000 to reach a 10,000 timeline. Goddamn, I shouldn’t have used those idiots to store timelines.”
“距离一万时序还差三千，妈的，真不该拿那些蠢货来存时序。”
In a dim space like a cavern, the wastrel lord sat in the chief seat, looking at the dozen or so people ahead—feeling rather helpless inside. Even killing every one of them wouldn’t yield 3,000 timelines.
如溶洞般的一片昏暗空间中，荒主坐在主位看着前方的十来号人，心中有点无奈——这些人全杀光也凑不够三千时序。
If he were in the city, these defeated stragglers would have all been annihilated by the Lord of the Desert Vehicle by now.
要自己还在城市的话，这些残兵败将都已经被荒车之主给灭了。
Among the crowd, a young man with slightly yellowish hair tips stepped forward and said:
人群中，一个发尖有点发黄的年轻人走出道：
“Boss, I’ve spread the word. Anyone with ambition will probably try to test the Jiazi Interval to get the Wasteland Chariot.”
“老大，我已经把消息散播出去了，估计有想法的人会为了获得荒车而选择去试试撩拨下甲子间。”
“Just trying, that’s not bad either. Pay attention lately—if you find any missing frequencies or phantoms popping up, tell me immediately. By the way, what’s your name again?”
“只是试试吗，也不错了。最近给我长点心，找到出现的失频幕景记得第一时间告诉我。对了，你叫什么来着。”
“Li Shangxiang.”
“李尚响。”
He vaguely remembered seeing this kid a few times. Escaping alive from that massacre was its own knack for sniffing the wind.
他印象中见过几次这小子，能从那场屠戮中成功逃跑，也是种闻风识味的本事。
The Wasteland Lord’s deep gaze swept over the young man’s face several times, finally saying, “From now on, you’ll take charge of these people.”
荒主深沉的目光在年轻小伙脸上数次扫过，最后道：“以后这些人你负责带着吧。”
A stir rippled through the crowd.
人群骚乱了下。
“Huh, me?” Li Shangxiang looked incredulous. “Isn’t there still that guy? I’m totally unqualified, boss.”
“啊，我？”李尚响一副不敢置信的样子，“不是还有那位吗，我根本不够格的，大哥。”
“It’s fine. He’s justa name on our Wasteland Chariot’s roster. Shangxiang, if I say you’re good enough, you’re good enough. Everyone, from now on follow Captain Li and work hard—I believe he can bring you all back from danger.”
“没事，他只是在咱们荒车挂名而已。尚响，我说你行你就行，大家以后跟着李队长好好干，我相信他能把你们从危险中带回来。”
“Yes.” A dozen pairs of eyes rested on the young man.
“是。”十来双目光落在年轻人身上。
Li Shangxiang turned and glanced back at them, his gaze briefly lingering on the faintly visible graves along the edge of the space.
李尚响转身看了眼他们，同时目光在这片空间边缘影影绰绰的坟墓上挪过。
The Wasteland Lord rubbed his forehead in frustration.
荒主头疼的揉了揉额头。
……
……
At midnight, Yang Zicang and Luo Bin appeared before a lone, towering building carved like an old hotel at the base of an orphan mountain.
半夜，杨子藏跟洛宾两人化为中年人模样出现在座孤山下的，老酒店般的孤耸建筑前。
Inside, lights blazed and ruckus echoed for hundreds of meters.
这里面灯火通明，喧嚣声几百米外都能听见。
“You go.” Yang Zicang nudged the portly man beside him with his elbow.
“你去。”杨子藏对着身旁的虚胖男拐了拐胳膊肘。
“You told me to sell, don’t come blaming me when it’s done.”
“这可是你要我卖的啊，别到时候又怪我。”
“Cut the crap, just go.”
“少废话了，快去。”
Luo Bin tugged at his hat and headed over.
洛宾拉了拉帽子，往那边走去。
By the fence gate, a few men with fierce eyes stood guard around a bonfire.
围栏门口的篝火旁守着几个眼神阴桀的男人。
Spotting Luo Bin approaching, one man left behind as a lookout, these guys got up, and one of them, holding an iron token, said, “One hundred years. If you return the token within ten days, we’ll give you back ninety.”
见洛宾往这边走来，还留下个在远处放风，这几人起身，一人拿着块铁牌子道：“一百年，十天内牌子还给我便还你九十。”
Luo Bin didn’t waste a word and handed over a hundred and one years.
洛宾没有任何废话给了他一百零一年。
“The extra is for a drink with you folks.”
“多出的请哥儿几个喝酒。”
“Boy, thanks, thanks!” The man’s face lit up with a grin, nodding and bowing as he gave the numerically numbered iron token to Luo Bin.
“哟，谢谢谢谢。”这人脸上挂起了笑容，点头哈腰的将有数字编号的铁牌送到洛宾手上。
He glanced at the plaque above the entrance: Only-Visit Inn.
他看了眼门头的匾额：独频客栈。
The room was thick with smoke; dice-throwing and card games crowded the tables. Though it was Luo Bin’s first time, he moved through with practiced ease past several tables, straight to a slightly quieter corner that still had its fair share of people.
屋内烟味浓重，值色子的，玩牌比大小的聚了几堆，洛宾虽第一次来，却像是轻车熟路的往几个桌子里面走，径直来到处稍微安静些，但人并不少的角落。
On the walls there, wooden plaques with inscriptions hung.
这里的墙壁上挂着些写着字的木牌。
“Sir, let me see the token.”
“先生，牌子我看下。”
Luo Bin shook the iron token at a barman figure: “Did someone here buy info about the jia interval yesterday?”
洛宾对着酒保似的人物晃了晃铁牌道：“听说昨天这里有人收甲子间的信息。”
“You’ve got it. Depending on how complete and rare the intel is, we’ll set the price.”
“你有吗，根据情报内容的完整度和稀缺度，我们会给你不同的报酬。”
“I have all the scoop on this guy. You want is, but he sets the pay.”
“我这里有关于他的所有情报，你想要什么都有，只是他出价多少。”
“Oh?”
“哦？”
The barman studied Luo Bin, noting the deliberately conjured appearance of a man in his fifties, aware the other was hiding his identity.
酒保打量了下洛宾。瞧见这故意幻化出来的五十来岁岁数，知道对方隐藏了自己的身份。
“My employer only wants information about his abilities. I’ll tell you first that my ability is to verify the authenticity of information, so don’t bother trying to deceive me. As for the price, it’s five hundred years of extra lifespan.”
“我的雇主只要关于他能力的情报。先告知阁下，我的能力是确认信息真实度，所以别妄想骗我。至于价格，五百年额外寿命。”
“Five hundred years, huh, the price is really quite high.”
“五百年，嗯，价格还真是底啊。”