第一百三十三章 救急 -1
[I neutralized 0.0000001 N.]
[我抵消了0.0000001N.]
[Someone neutralized an immeasurable temporal cascade for me.]
[有人替我抵消了无量数的时序反馈.]
The receiver dropped onto the table.
听筒落到了桌上。
Mori, stunned for two seconds, covered his head in slight pain, struggling to lift his gaze toward the receiver, which emitted no sound at all.
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。
Across the table, behind black-rimmed glasses, beautiful eyes stared blankly at the nightmare phone lying on the surface.
桌对面，黑框眼镜下的美目愣愣看着桌上的恶魇电话。
“What have you done!”
“你都干了些什么啊！”
She stood up screaming, frantically scooping the nightmare phone into her hands.
她尖叫着站了起来，慌乱将恶魇电话抱进了手里。
“Baby, the best and most well-behaved baby in the world, don’t scare Mama. Are-f-are you okay?”
“宝宝，世界上最乖最好的宝宝，你可别吓妈妈。你你你还好吗？”
A faint glimmer lit up the star key on the motionless phone. Then the glow shifted to the hash key—it was still alive.
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，它还活着。
The eye within the dial pad blinked several times, slowly opening and closing, before finally widening completely.
拨号圆盘中的眼睛沉缓地张开数次才睁圆。
{I restarted. Feeling much better now.}
{我重启了下，好多了。}
The eye swayed left and right, glancing upward at the double chin reflected in its vision.
这只眼睛左右晃动了下，上瞟看向映入眼帘的双下巴。
{Great, I saw… a distant future. Much longer than three years!}
{太好了，我看到了…久远的未来。这比三年长太多了呀！}
Hearing this, the woman relaxed as if paralyzed, tilting her head back with a sigh, then plopped down onto the soft leather wooden chair, the phone cradled in her arms.
听闻此话，女人瘫软似的仰头吁了口气，抱着电话一屁股坐在软皮木椅上。
“You scared me to death. Thank goodness, thank goodness. There, there, good baby.”
“吓死我了，还好，还好哟，乖乖乖。”
{I am… so happy. Now I know… we must move forward… toward that future—our future. I’ve finally anchored a future we can go to!}
{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！}
The phone vented its mental exclamations in bursts across the room, and the lady soothed it for a long while before it calmed down.
电话机一惊一乍的在房间中宣泄着它的心念声，女士安抚了许久才让它平静下来。
“Fortunately, you didn’t cause any trouble for my darling.” Ms. Maiya looked at Mori. “I hope I won’t have to see you again, you jinx.”
“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。”
In his final moments, Mori felt as if his head was about to split apart, leaving him momentarily dizzy.
莫里感觉最后几秒自己脑袋像是要分裂般，一时有点目眩。
“What happened in the end? Do you know?”
“最后发生了什么，你知道吗？”
“No idea. Get out, get out.”
“不晓得，去去去。”
The phone nightmare, however, said:
电话恶魇却说道:
{Someone forcibly entered into synchronic resonance with you in the future, and more than once, though I’m not entirely sure how that was accomplished.}
{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。}
“Thank you, Ms. Weiwei, (lit. aphid lady) and you too, Mr. Phone.”
“谢谢，蚜虫女士，还有这位电话先生。”
Mori grabbed the chair to stand and took two steps as his limp legs finally regained a hint of strength.
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。
Ms. Maiya glared angrily at the jinx who had just mispronounced her name.
麦蚜女士恼怒地盯了这叫错自己名字的衰佬一眼。
“I need to get in touch with YangZicang immediately. It’s best if he also makes a call… No, this is too terrifying. The danger of peering into the future is more severe than I imagined.”
“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。”
Still, he couldn’t quite pinpoint where the severity lay. From those last few seconds, the future YangZicang might not have been in too much trouble, otherwise, that stranger wouldn’t have known of YangZicang’s existence.
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。
But…
但…
A chill ran down Mori’s spine. This call had only come through after his future self had vanished…
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…
“Could it be… that someone in the new future wants me to change the future again?”
“难道是…是新的未来里的人，让我再次改变未来吗？”
In that instant, it seemed to Mori as if the entire void was staring at him.
莫里一下感觉仿佛整个虚空都在注视自己。
A double change…?
双重改变…？
“No!”
“不！”
Something like a new ending… That guy intends for YangZicang to start changing things from the present?
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？
He stood up and walked toward the door, pulling aside the curtain. The model on his chest lit up, attempting to connect with Yang Zicang, but the connection failed—the other party must have been in the middle of a communication with someone else.
他站起身走向门口，掀开帘子，胸前模型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。
After this moment of relief, Mori instead found himself hesitating.
这一缓和后，莫里反而犹豫了。
What should he do? Should he tell Yang Zicang?
怎么办，要不要告诉杨子藏。
If he did speak up, would he die?
说了后，自己会死吗？
Should he pretend to know nothing, let things take their natural course, receive that call three years later, and hand the choice back to his past self?
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？
Or should he choose to change the event, making himself unable to appear in the future…
还是选择改变事件，然后让自己无法出现在未来…
Mori didn’t quite remember how he had left the place and made it back home.
莫里不知自己是怎么出门回到家中的。
Ever since his future self had cut off the communication, he felt a bit mentally muddled and dizzy. All he wanted right now was to sleep.
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。
Boppoli, with his curly hair, was sound asleep under the covers, snoring loudly.
卷发的波波利在被窝里呼呼大睡。
Mori turned the doorknob to the boy’s room, initially intending to open the door and wake the kid up, so that he, exhausted, could take over and rest. But remembering that the boy had also stayed up all night, he just took a glance and shut the door, heading to his own room.
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。
“Yang Zicang has been so busy these past two days, I’d better not bother him at this time.”
“杨子藏这两天那么忙，这个时候还是不打扰他了吧。”
No one would come to disturb him.
不会有人打扰自己。
Feeling dizzy, Mori took off his shoes, didn’t even bother to change clothes, and simply pulled the sheet over himself to sleep.
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。
That sleep ended up lasting more than half a month.
这一睡就是大半个月。
……
……
In just two or three days, Hong Haocheng could walk quickly through the constantly swaying submarine, as if he was a born sailor.
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。
After nearly another day passed, the submarine surfaced from a deep sea.
又过了接近一天，潜艇从一片深海中浮出。
The salty sea breeze brushed against a fair, handsome face. The boy raised a hand to shield against the sun as he squinted toward the island ahead, where coconut palms lined the shore. Behind their broad green leaves stood neatly arranged buildings, with an aircraft runway beside them.
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。
“You might have only one month, two at most, to undergo our special training here.”
“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。”
“I haven’t taken my final exams yet,” Hong Haocheng said, a sense of foreboding creeping in.
洪灏承感觉不妙的道：“我还没期末考试。”
“Someone will take them for you.”
“会有人替你考的。”
“I won’t fail, will I?”
“不会挂科吗？”
The man cast a calm glance at him. “You’ll never need to worry about things like that again.”
男人冷静的看了他一眼，“你以后都不需要担心那种事情了。”
Hong Haocheng reluctantly followed these people ashore.
洪灏承无奈的跟着这些人踏上这片土地。
When you’re under someone’s roof, you have to bow your head. I hope I’ll get a chance to contact home.
人在屋檐下，不得不低头，希望有机会能够跟家里联系。
The moment his foot touched the shoreline, a deep, eerie, distorted thought echoed in his mind.
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。
“You have set foot on the archipelago: The Thousand Li Stone-Shoal.”
[你踏上了群岛：万里石塘。]
It felt as if some kind of monster was inside his chest, struggling to speak in human tongue.
仿佛有什么怪物，在自己胸腔内努力说着人话。
“You have acquired a mapped trajectory of 87532.3 kilometers — the longest route you’ve ever charted in your life. Part of it is mine.”
[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。]
Hong Haocheng’s brownish-yellow pupils trembled slightly. He suppressed his confusion, his face regaining its composure.
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。
He tried to send a thought toward that voice in his mind.
他试着在心中对那道声音发出心念。
Who are you?
[你是谁。]
Less than a second later, that very voice emerged from his chest, responding to him.
不到一秒后，胸前竟然真出现了这声音，它在回应着自己。
“Hah. You don’t recognize me? Forgotten me so soon, have you?”
[呵，你不认识我，这么快就忘了吗。]
Could it be that earlier on the submarine, this very thing was communicating with a mysterious person, telling me not to reveal the names of my friends in the living room?!
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？！
As soon as the thought surfaced, Hong Haocheng felt the blood in his body faintly simmering.
念头刚一出现，洪灏承便觉得体内的血液隐隐沸腾。
More vague memories emerged: a green monster with a human head and leopard torso leaped onto the living room balcony, and as everyone turned to look at it, the creature shattered the glass balcony door and devoured those classmates and friends.
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。
Meanwhile, in his terror, he suddenly went berserk, charging forward with a yell.
而自己则在恐惧中突然发狂，大喊着冲了上去。
After that, his body shattered.
随后自己身体破碎。
“What’s wrong?” The person beside him noticed his subtle abnormality.
“你怎么了？”身旁之人注意到了自己轻微的异常。
Hong Haocheng quickly shut his eyes tightly, then reopened them.
洪灏承赶紧紧紧地闭上眼，又重新睁开。
“I’m fine.”
“我没事。”
The middle-aged man leading him nodded, raised a hand, and pointed to a nearby building:
领着自己的中年人点点头，他抬手指着附近建筑道：
“That building is the dining and lodging area; adjacent to it is the dormitory. But you won’t be staying there.”
“那栋楼是食宿区，挨着它的那栋是宿舍，不过你不用住那里。”
Seeing the boy silent, Feng Juguan looked at this newcomer whose round eyes were filled with calm despite his arrival.
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。
“Not bad, pretty steady.”
“不错，挺沉稳。”
After walking about ten meters, the calm boy, who had become more muscular and handsome compared to before, showed several traces of skepticism in his eyes.
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。
“Brother Feng, how many places have you been to?” Hong Haocheng asked.
“冯哥，你去过多少地方？”洪灏承开口问道。
Feng Juguan, dressed in a dark blue uniform with black trim, chuckled lightly:
身穿藏蓝黑边制服的冯居冠轻笑了下：
“Why ask that?”
“怎么问这个。”
“Nothing, I just feel like you’ve probably been to many places—visited nearly half the countries in the world, haven’t you?”
“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。”
“Not really. There are many places I’ve never been to. Domestically it’s okay, but abroad I’ve only been to Europe once.”
“算不上，很多地方我都没去过，国内还好，国外只去过次欧洲。”
Feng Juguan didn’t mention anything more.
冯居冠没提更多的。
Hong Haocheng glanced at the few people beside him. In his eyes, each of them had faint, seemingly visible trajectory lines behind them, like simple single-line maps.
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。
107,000 kilometers, 10 million kilometers, 3 million kilometers…
十万七千公里、一千万公里、三百万公里…
Then he lowered his head and walked forward with them, but he couldn’t help glancing sideways at the man beside him, who exuded a resolute and confident aura. The energy lines floating behind him were uniquely colored, a vast, cosmic cerulean hue.
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。
That was… 278 million.
那是…二点七八亿。
This was the land area the man had measured with his own steps from birth to the present, nearly half the planet’s total surface.
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。
It represented 27.8 million square kilometers.
它代表2.78亿平方公里。
Truly a terrifying footprint, so vast it formed an entire area.
真是可怕的足迹，多到形成了面积。
Truly… a tantalizing footprint…
真是…美味的足迹啊…
The boy’s face slightly twisted, and he involuntarily stuck out his tongue, greedily licking his lips.
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。
But suddenly, Hong Haocheng felt a wave of fatigue, as if some energy inside him had abruptly awakened, consumed some excess essence within, and then subsided again.
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。
Behind everyone, the lines of light resembling maps vanished.
所有人背后，那些犹如地图的线条光芒消失了。
……
……
A de-frequency zone.
失频之地。
Over the past few days, various elite teams from nearby regions had either individually or collectively challenged the mountain peak with the floating phantom figure, but the results were far from satisfactory.
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。
That thing can indeed cause substantial harm to people, which left Yang Zicang both worried and pleased; presumably, no one has yet been able to acquire the illusion-related abilities within it, and more information about that thing is steadily surfacing.
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。
However, on the flip side, it was difficult for him to enter himself. He needed to quickly gather intelligence through these people to identify the opponent’s weaknesses.
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。
Luckily, on another front, he had already made a killing over these past few days—the market had expanded three or four times, and soon trade volume would breach the milestone of a hundred thousand hours.
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。
The campsite at night remained just as bustling.
夜间的驻地依旧热闹。
Yang Zicang, who had been meditating cross-legged inside the rear tent practicing the art of Silent Night, suddenly caught two panicked voices outside.
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。
“What’s going on?”
“怎么了。”
The moment Yang Zicang stepped out, a young man rushing from the gap between two tents ahead exclaimed in alarm:
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：
“Help, boss! There’s a monster of Scene Master level!”
“救命啊老板，有幕景主级别的怪物！”
People around sighed at their unexpected luck, since such monsters generally had very long lifespans.
周围人都感叹运气真好，一般那种怪物的寿元都很长。
By one of the tents, a figure holding a homemade cigarette in his mouth crouched to ask:
帐篷旁一人叼着自制草烟蹲在地上问道：
“You two, what unstable spaces can your team normally handle?”
“两位，你们队伍平时能进什么交错空间啊？”
“Us… Our team used to be strong, thinking we’d be safe at Crescent level, so we went for Full Moon level—until we ended up here three months ago.”
“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。”
The listeners seemed to have a few invisible dots suddenly appear on their foreheads.
帐篷旁几人头上仿佛出现几道黑线。
Those two, who hadn’t even achieved stable B-rank unstable zone transit, had the audacity to follow the trend into these surrounding mountains.
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。
Yang Zicang sighed helplessly. More and more of these troublesome incidents were popping up these days. But what could he do? He still had to help when needed; it was part of the service.
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。
“What’s the name of the person inside? Have them contact me. I’ll invest in them.”
“在里面的人叫什么名字，让他跟我联系吧，我给他们投资。”
Yang Zicang casually agreed, and the two quickly contacted the people in the mountain.
杨子藏随口答应着，两人赶紧联系在山中的人。
[Su Fang wants to make an active investment in me.]
[苏芳想为我进行主动投资。]
[Su Fang has invested 1N in me.]
[苏芳为我投资1N.]
{Captain Jiazi, help!}
{甲子间队长，救命啊。}
“It’s you?”
“是你？”
{Captain Jia, something terrible has happened! Our team has run into a Scene Lord and they’re being chased. Please save them!}
{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。}
You mean save yourself, right? Yang Zicang broke into a cold sweat.
是救你吧。杨子藏汗颜。
So it was her. He wondered if this woman was lucky or unlucky—the Clear Spirit Incense Pill he had sold to her himself this morning, and in less than ten hours, she’d run into a Scene Lord in an A-level Interlaced Land.
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。
[I invest 5000N in Su Fang.]
[我为苏芳投资5000N.]
“Run for it! Anyone nearby who’s skilled can head over to help.”
“快逃吧，附近有兴趣的高手可以过去帮帮忙。”
With that, Yang Zicang returned to his tent.
说罢，杨子藏回到了自己的帐篷内。
{It’s not working, bro! We can’t take it on!}
{不行啊，好哥哥，我们干不过它！}
Another person beside the woman brandished an iron sword and cried out:
女人身旁另一人也挥舞着手上的铁剑，哭喊道：
{Help, Boss Jia! I only have three days of extra sequential time left!}
{救命啊，甲老板，我的额外时序只有三天了！}
“Sigh!” Having arranged everything, Yang Zicang stepped onto the train and vanished into the air.
“唉！”，安排好一切的杨子藏踏上列车消失在空气中。