第一百一十九章 暗野上的交易 -3
The bartender, whose face was slightly pale from malnutrition, pulled out paper and a pen, handed them to Luo Bin, and pointed to a small side room:
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：
“Write it in there yourself. If you don’t want to write, you can hire one of our people to write it for you—one page of paper costs an extra day of lifespan.”
“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。”
Luo Bin broke out in a mental sweat. He actually had to write out his intel himself to sell it.
洛宾顿时一阵头大，卖情报还要自己写。
“I’ll hire someone to write it. I’m afraid my handwriting might get out, and then you’d frame it and sell it off someday.”
“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。”
The bartender grinned and handed Luo Bin a complimentary beer.
酒保咧了咧嘴，递给洛宾杯赠送的啤酒。
This thrilled Luo Bin. He ducked into the small room with his drink, and a young inn employee standing inside the room took the pen from the bartender and followed him in.
这让洛宾大喜过望，端着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。
After Luo Bin entered the room, two people near a card table nearby shot sideways glances at the door he’d gone through. They smirked, then turned and left.
在洛宾进入房间后，附近牌桌旁，两人目光斜视着看向洛宾进入的房间，嘴角一翘，转身离去。
Inside the small room.
小房间中。
“Hey there, my friend, is your liquor brewed in-house?”
“你好啊老兄，你们的酒是自己酿造的吗。”
“Nope,” the employee who came in said on reflex.
“不是。”进来的雇员脱口道。
Luo Bin took a seat in the chair across from the small table, drinking as he went:
洛宾做到小桌对面的椅子上，边喝边道：
“What kind of person is your boss, setting up an intel trade here? That’s really impressive.”
“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。”
“Him? Well, he’s got a few partners… with…”
“他呀，反正是几个人合伙的，有…”
The young man who took the pen to help write the intelligence suddenly realized, his eyes fixed on the pen tip touching the paper… who on earth was questioning whom.
接过笔帮忙写情报的这位年轻人看着与纸张触碰的笔尖，突然反应了过来…到底谁在问谁。
“Don’t pull any tricks,” the young man looked up angrily.
“别耍花样。”年轻男人恼怒抬头道。
“Alright, alright, I was just asking casually.”
“好好，我只是随便问问。”
Luo Bin feigned innocence, looking around the room with an air of detachment, taking a sip of his beer without missing a beat.
洛宾略显无辜的装模作样四处望了望，打量了下房间，不忘喝口手上的啤酒。
A few minutes later, the young man furrowed his brow and walked out clutching a piece of paper, handing it to the bartender.
几分钟后，年轻人紧着眉头捏着张纸走了出来，将它递给了酒保。
“That guy said this is partial intelligence worth five hundred years of time sequence. The complete intel costs fifteen hundred years of extra lifespan.”
“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。
“Fifteen hundred years—who does he think he is?”
“一千五百年，他以为他是谁。”
“It’s still the cheapest option.”
“这还是最便宜的。”
The bartender glanced at the scrawled, dog-like handwriting on the paper.
酒保看着纸张狗爬般的字句。
“Recording so much useless drivel.” He was just finishing his remark before his pupils contracted. “Wait. Ac, ability—Nightmare? Co-symbiotic type at that!”
“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！”
The man’s presence turned more somber, with a red model shimmering beneath his chest.
这人的气息变得有些深沉，他胸前浮现出红色模型。
[True gold fears not the fire.]
[真金不怕火炼。]
Crimson threads flickered and then shot toward his hands; the paper in his hands burst into flames like roaring 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。
His eyes were fixed like iron on the words, “psi-type co-symbiotic nightmare”.
他的目光死死钉在“念力型共生恶魇”几个字上。
Under such scorching flames, not those particular words alone, not a single character on the paper was burnt away.
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。
[Fidelity unmatched, one hundred percent. It’s unsettling us.]
[真实度百分之百，我们有点震惊。]
“So it was true.”
“竟然是真的。”
The bartender’s gaze turned solemn as he gave one meaningful look toward the proxy writer across the way:
酒保严肃注视了对面那代写的年轻人一眼：
“Don’t tell anyone about tonight’s business—it’s best we don’t mess with that guy from the sixty-year cycle room. Also, give him all five hundred years of temporal order.”
“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。”
“Alright, then are we still selling this intel?”
“好，那这份情报还卖吗。”
“Heh, we still have to sell it, but can’t spread it around. Hmm, let’s give a copy to the big boss first.”
“呵呵，该卖还是要卖，只是不能宣扬。唔，先给大老板一份吧。”
The bartender looked toward the small room as Luo Bin—a figure spacious of heart and broad of body—lifted the curtain and stepped out.
酒保看向小屋子，洛宾心宽体胖的身影正掀开帘子往外走。
Seeing the bartender’s gaze tinted with reverent respect, Luo Bin smiled dryly:
看着酒保望来的隐含敬意神情，洛宾底笑道：
“Got the verdict on its authenticity?”
“确定真假了？”
“It’s real. Sir, follow our young fellow here—temporal order will be provided by him. Besides, we offer rooms for rest here at a cost of ‘one month’ per night, including a delicious midnight snack.”
“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。”
“A fine place indeed.” Luo Bin walked over and set his empty glass on the wooden tabletop. “By the way, keep an eye out for info on an A-grade junction zone—a mountain range where terrain convergence has already occurred.”
“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。”
“We’ll watch for it. But if you posted the mission using extra lifespan, it’d speed things up.”
“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。”
“Heh, I’m no landlord.”
“呵呵，我可不是地主。”
After stepping out to rejoin Yang Zicang, Luo Bin wrapped himself in his coat and complained: “Whoa—he only gave you five hundred years for that info. That bastard posing as the Empyrean Lord is definitely up to no good.”
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。”
“What’s the final bounty from him, then—how many years?”
“他给的最终悬赏呢，多少年。”
“The bounty is that piece-of-junk train, not even fit to shine the shoes of your little Ma Chao. A so-called ‘Barrens-Carriage’—and I thought it was something grand.”
“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。”
Luo Bin mused to himself—if only he could get his hands on that bronze carriage; he could go anywhere without ever walking, and have an obedient servant thrown in for free.
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。
The key is that it can be used day and night, except it can’t turn invisible.
关键是白天夜里都能用，除了不能隐身。
Yang Zicang said, “It’s said there’s a small space inside the desolate chariot.”
杨子藏道：“据说荒车里面有一片小空间。”
“Oh? I haven’t heard of that.” Luo Bin rubbed his hands together and continued, “He’s even taking out the chariot that guards the house. This feels like he’s gearing up to make a run for it. Could he be gathering enough years to leave this place?”
“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？”
“Perhaps,” Yang Zicang nodded. “If he’s selling the chariot before leaving, it seems the original owner of the desolate chariot isn’t him.”
“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。”
The two walked deep into the wilderness. In front of Yang Zicang, the outline of a subway ghost train rapidly materialized.
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。
Seeing how obediently the “Ma Chao mount,” which called itself “Ma Chao,” cooperated with the young man beside him, Luo Bin felt envious.
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。
“Logically speaking, even with you wearing that psychic uniform, it could make someone else its driver. But this guy doesn’t show the slightest intention of running away.”
“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。”
{Are you expecting me to leave the new train conductor?}
{你在期待我离开新列车长吗。}
The train turned its head. Its headlights, shaped like eyes, glared with round halos, casting a hazy light over the phantom-like silhouette.
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。
Luo Bin pointed his thumb at the train and said to the young man, “Look at that talk. I can’t even catch up horse—wait, never mind.”
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。”
Just as the two stepped forward and the train was about to turn invisible, it suddenly lunged forward, rocketing towards the distance at high speed. Yang Zicang grabbed the threshold with one hand and immediately dragged Luo Bin back with the other.
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。
{Danger!}
{危险！}
[Dispatch, trajectory!]
[调度，轨迹！]
A sudden red phantom dagger whizzed past the two of them by a hair’s breadth. Yang Zicang felt a chill on his chest; his clothes had been slashed with a knife mark.
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。
At the spot where they had just stood, a figure remained, turning to look in the direction he had disappeared.
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。
“What happened?”
“发什么了什么。”
Luo Bin, having climbed aboard the train, stood up.
爬上列车的洛宾站立起来。
The train said:
列车道：
{There’s an attack targeting you.}
{有针对你们的攻击。}
Yang Zicang closed his eyes. Through the sensing images transmitted by the train, he vaguely saw that figure; the red light on the man’s hand had vanished.
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。
“Go back.”
“回去。”
The train swooshed through the wind, charging back to its original position.
列车嗖地自风中冲向原本的位置。
The man saw the gale approaching, and a strange glint flashed in his eyes as the blade wrapped in red light shot out.
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。
But just then, Boom!
而就在此时，嘭！
While the man was focused on what was in front of him, a silver spear suddenly emerged from behind him, aimed straight at his heart, pierced through, and stabbed into the ground.
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。
[I’ve offset 20,000N.]
[我抵消了20000N.]
The figure vanished from the spot.
那身影从原地消失。
“Is it invisibility?”
“是隐身？”
Luo Bin looked admirably at the place where the figure had disappeared.
洛宾羡慕的看着人影消失的地方。
In the fierce night wind, Yang Zicang squinted, slowly retracting the silver spear into the Gravitational Arc Light, while the train dissolved into a phantom and vanished.
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。
About ten minutes later, a human figure suddenly tumbled out from an earthen hollow on a nearby small slope; he coughed and spat out a mouthful of blood.
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。
From a pouch at his waist, he pulled out an Ability Sphere that resembled a small green orange. After using it, the sphere shimmered and manifested into bandages, which he labored to wrap around his chest.
从腰间布袋里掏出颗如同小靑橘般的能力球使用后，模型光芒闪动着化现出绷带，他吃力缠绕到自己胸口。
A jagged line shot out, and the phantom of the Wilderness Lord materialized at the other end.
一道折线射来，荒主的虚影出现在另一端。
{Seer Shadow, I heard that Jia Ziqing appeared near the Lone Frequencies Inn during the last sexagenarian cycle—mere “difference” away. Did you succeed?}
{冥影，听说甲子间在独频客栈附近出现了，你成功了吗。}
“Cough. Just a little short. The moment I appeared… he spotted me… and made a countermove. That guy is a highly alert expert.”
“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。”
The medicinal effect of the bandages continuously took hold. Seer Shadow felt that fine, bloody strands like spider silk coated the wound. His punctured lung finally stirred and breathed again, though his body grew even weaker.
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。
{Really? Damn it. What a fucking shame.}
{真的？操，真它娘可惜。}
The Wilderness Lord lamented without end.
荒主叹息不已。
{If only you could touch people while invisible too, eh? Oh, you’re severely hurt—need a hand?}
{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？]
“Can’t be helped. I can’t move too fast either. Cough, cough. Besides, Jia Ziqing has this silver spear that can appear instantly—terrifying. I almost died.”
“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 sooner had he spoken than his hair suddenly stood on end. He vanished from the spot instantly.
刚说完，这人忽地汗毛倒竖，他瞬间消失在原地。
Swoosh!
咻！
A spear wreathed in a red phantom descended vertically from above.
一杆带着红色虚影的长枪自头顶垂直坠落。
With a bang, dust burst upward from the ground.
嘭的声，地面灰尘炸射开来。
At the same time, the White Shadow Thought-Dragon, trailing red phantoms, charged over and looked left and right in confusion—the figure that had been right there had vanished once more.
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。
The breeze fell silent.
微风寂寂。
Holding his breath for several seconds, the Desolate Lord on the other end of the Mental Link found his throat barely moving as he watched everything unfold through Mingyin’s perspective.
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。
No wonder this person had wiped out his cargo fleet.
不愧是覆灭掉自己货队的人。
That single spear strike had completely shattered any thoughts of revenge he harbored, especially since there was also that train capable of turning invisible.
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。
At this moment, only fear remained within him.
此时他只剩惊惧。
Mingyin, in fact, was actually the captain of his last cargo unit; the two typically kept their relationship hidden and triggered key assassination missions through underground commissions.
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。
Mingyin hadn’t dodged the spear’s attack just now simply because he had switched to invisibility and disregarded the damage.
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。
{That old beast… He can be [invisible] just like you… Even with that horrifying giant psychic worm. Damned terrifying… Hey, your injuries are severe, can you hold on?}
{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？}
The Desolate Lord had always believed Mingyin to be a legendary Nen-ability model, possessing a special Nen ability that allows Nen constructs to remain invisible.
荒主一直以为冥影就是传说中的念能力模型，而且还是特殊的可以让念力体不显形的念能力。
Yet, even now, as another Nen ability wielder, the Dreamfiend couldn’t locate him—causing the Desolate Lord to hold Mingyin’s abilities in even higher regard.
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。
Not even that old hand could detect Mingyin’s invisibility; thank goodness for that.
连甲子间也发现不了冥影的隐身，还好还好。
True invisibility really conceals one from every aspect.
这样的隐身是真的从方方面面将自己隐形啊！
[Still, just a fraction of a second later, and I’d be dead for sure.]
[但不论怎么说，只要再晚零点几秒，老子就死定了。]
Mingyin’s nerves were stretched taut; right now, he didn’t dare make even a slight move with a single finger.
冥影的神经高度紧绷，此刻他连一根手指都不敢有异动。
He stared at the small “black hole” swirling at the junction of the spear tip and shaft, his expression growing extremely grim. Jia Zijian was truly terrifying—anyone else would have been pinned and killed by that strike!
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！
Wind stirred the airflow, sweeping through his body.
风带动气流，从体内划过。
After waiting a minute or two and calming his breaths, Ming Ying held his breath and crept back a few steps from the dissipating Nian dragon, his eyes darting left and right, scrutinizing every detail of the swaying grass and shifting sand, searching for any subtle anomaly amidst it all.
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。
Silence reigned over the deserted wilderness.
无人的天地间一片寂静。
One minute, two minutes…
一分钟，两分钟…
Everything on the barren plain was shrouded in deep, murky light.
荒原上的一切都被笼罩在深邃暗沉光线中。
The outlines of a few low-lying hills were vague and indistinct; the wind was the only sound here, weaving through rocks and sand, rustling the sparse, dry grass into a faint whisper.
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。
Five minutes passed, ten minutes passed…
五分钟过去，十分钟过去…
An hour passed…
一小时过去…
After a long while, as morning light began to break dimly in the sky, a faint tremor stirred in the still air, and a breeze drifted away into the distance.
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。
Much later, as the temperature of the Frequency-Lost Region fully began to rise, a faint, fast-moving figure appeared hundreds of meters away.
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。
The night-long standoff had ended.
持续整夜的对峙结束了。
It was only after repeatedly confirming that Jia Zijian truly wasn’t still lurking in wait for him that Ming Ying, having run far off, dared to fully reveal himself again.
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。
Feeling his body beginning to burn with fever, he bowed his head and gazed at the bloodstained bandages on his chest.
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。
“What a terrifying man. That uncanny weapon that appeared out of thin air—he didn’t even use it during that massacre, yet he still wiped out the cargo convoy.”
“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。”
A man like that shouldn’t have ended up in the Frequency-lost Zone, Shade suddenly thought… could that person have appeared here after accepting a task from Hub Town?
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？
But that was an impossible mission.
但那是不可能完成的任务。
After all, anyone whose notoriety grew abnormally would be scrutinized and kept at arm’s length there; even if employed, they’d never be allowed access to the core components.
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。
Suddenly, as if sensing something, Shade turned his head and was startled.
忽然，冥影若有所感的转头，随后一惊。
A young man with slightly yellowish hair tips stood nearby, a bit embarrassed.
一个头发发尖微黄的年轻人有点不好意思的站在附近。
“Hello, Mr. Shade. Our boss, the Wasteland Wagon Master, sent me to deliver a potent Ability Sphere for rapid injury recovery.”
“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。”
Shade recognized this person from the footage of the Mental Link. He frowned.
冥影从心灵链接画面看到过这个人，他皱了皱眉。
“Alright, stay right there.”
“好了，就在那儿别动。”
Li Shangxiang innocently spread his hands to show he had no intention of moving, and he was still quite far away—about ten meters.
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。
“Didn’t I say I have medical bandages?”
“我不是说过我有治疗绷带吗？”
The pain made Shade want to collapse and close his eyes immediately. Realizing that the Wasteland Wagon Master had been keeping an eye on him, it wasn’t strange that his subordinate had found him, so Shade’s nervous heart relaxed slightly, and he let out a sigh of relief from deep within.
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。
“But… you got here fast. It’s been less than five hours.”
“不过…你来得真快，这才不到五个小时。”
“Yeah, it was a hard trek. Luckily, there were quite a few beast carriages heading to the inn.”
“是啊，赶过来很幸苦，还好到客栈这边的兽车不少。”
Li Shangxiang tossed an Ability Sphere over, then turned and walked a few steps away, making a “please” gesture.
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。
Shadow waited a moment before bending down to pick up the Ability Sphere, a hint of confusion in his perception of the information it contained.
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。
“Time Shift Transfer? What kind of healing ability is this?”
“时序迁移？这是什么治疗能力？”
“It can transfer your injuries to me. All damage you’ve suffered, including your high fever, and of course all your extra time lines—this is somewhat of a side effect. So, um, esteemed sir, you’d better temporarily invest your time lines into someone else.”
“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。”
Li Shangxiang walked further away.
李尚响往更外的地方走去。
Shadow felt reassured as a silver Model Ring emerged on his chest, and a broken line shot out.
冥影放下心来，他胸前冒出银白色的模型之环，一道折线射出。
[Ah Qian, store my time line for me. Return it in a minute.]
[阿钱，帮我存下时序，一分钟后还我。]
{Alright.}
{好。}
Shadow confidently crushed the Ability Sphere.
冥影放心地捏爆了能力球。
[Time Shift Transfer initiated.]
[时序迁移已发动。]
[Transfer target noted: Li Shangxiang.]
[迁移目标已备注，李尚响。]
[I will soon strip all temporal influences from my body.]
[我即将剥离我身体的所有时序运用。]
[You have already stripped all temporal influences from your body.]
[你已经剥离你身体的所有时序作用。]
The young man on the wasteland felt that his foggy mind, muddled from staying up late and having a fever, had indeed cleared up a bit.
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。
“Not bad.” His body swayed slightly, and with a weak smile, he looked at his now empty hand. “Shangxiang? Huh? Where is he?”
“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？”
Looking around, the wilderness stretched desolate with no one in sight.
举目四望，原野上一片荒凉，了无人影。
“Ah Qian.”
“阿钱。”
For a long time, the uncanny ability, always felt as part of his body like a constant companion, strangely gave no response.
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。
“…Ah… Ah Qian?”
“阿…阿钱？”
A few seconds later, he looked down at his chest, showing no signs of recovery.
几秒后，他低头看向自己没有任何复原迹象的胸口。
The young man stood frozen in shock before a sudden chill crept over him.
青年愣了愣后，突然感觉有点冷。
He shivered all over.
他浑身颤栗了起来。
He knelt down in terror on the gravel ground.
他恐惧的跪倒在砂石地上。
He tore open his clothes, frantically ripping at the bloodstained bandages, clawing at the bloody skin on his chest, leaving red scratch marks from his nails.
他撕开胸前衣衫，不停撕扯着染血绷带，抓着胸口血淋淋的皮肤，划出道道指甲红印。
Blood oozed out once more.
鲜血再次渗出。
In despair, he wanted to scream, but couldn’t muster the strength to utter a single word. Only the plain’s wind, carrying silent air into his mouth, gently stuffed all the fear and resentment back into his chest, suffocating him.
他绝望的想要呐喊，却一个字也没力气发出，只有平原上的风带着沉默空气呼入口中，将所有的惊惧与不甘轻轻塞回胸膛，令人窒息。