This person was an administrator. As for city rankings, according to information revealed by Mori, there were said to be fifty-five cities like the one he came from, though some claimed it was forty-five.
这人是个管理者，至于城市排名，根据莫里透露的消息，据说共有五十五座跟自己所在地方一样的城市，但也有说四十五座。
Yang Zicang couldn’t help but sigh for his hometown—so many people had come.
杨子藏不禁为家乡叹息，居然过来这么多人。
Mu Xiaoyu looked up at the boy’s gaunt face:
沐小雨仰头看了男生消瘦的脸庞一眼：
“It would be great if we didn’t have to leave. Except for how it feels like two or three centuries ago here, everything else is pretty much like Earth.”
“要是咱们不用出去就太好了，这里除了像是两三个世纪前，其它跟地球都差不多。”
She finished speaking with anticipation, then looked at Mori, as if wanting to know if he was a long-term resident here.
她期待的说完，随后看向莫里，像是想知道眼前这人是不是这里的长住者。
Yang Zicang patted her shoulder, soothing the young girl.
杨子藏拍了拍她的肩膀，安抚了下少女。
Zhu Yin nodded:
逐银点头道：
“Exactly. There are shops here, a market street, hotels, and a living entertainment area. Becoming a town resident means you can spend the long days ahead in peace.
“是啊，这里有商店，有售卖街、旅馆以及生活娱乐区，成为这里的镇民，你们可以安度接下来的漫长时光。
“But precisely because of that, the qualifications to enter here are exceptionally high. Miss, you’re lucky to even know of this place without even having a model—at least you have a goal now, don’t you?”
“不过正因如此，所以进入这里的资格格外高，小姐，你甚至连模型都没有就能知晓这里的存在，还真是幸运，至少有目标了不是吗。”
“Ah, not… not bad.” Mu Xiaoyu felt a bit embarrassed.
“还，还好啦。”沐小雨有点不好意思。
Zhu Yin’s eyes burned as he looked at Yang Zicang. “No wonder. Those skill books that suddenly appeared… you had a hand in that too, didn’t you?”
逐银的目光灼灼看向杨子藏，“难怪如此，那些突然冒出来的技能书，也有你的份对吧。”
As the manager of the town, he could see clearly what happened right under his nose. Mori had never planned to hide it from him.
作为镇子的管理者，眼皮子底下发生了什么一目了然，莫里当然没想过瞒他。
“That’s right. My friend here played a major role in creating the skill books. Deputy Mayor, is there something on your mind?”
“没错，技能书的制作我这位朋友有很大的功劳。副镇长，你是有什么事吗？”
“I need you to do something—or rather, to do something for this town.”
“帮我做件事情，应该是说帮这座镇子做件事情。”
Yang Zicang raised an eyebrow. “So we don’t have to be kicked out?”
杨子藏眉毛挑了挑道：“不用被赶出去了？”
At Yang Zicang’s question, Mu Xiaoyu nervously grabbed hold of his arm.
听到杨子藏的问话，沐小雨紧张地将他胳膊抱在手里。
Could they actually settle down here? She still remembered the terrifying sight of the city overrun with monsters.
能在这里住下吗？她还记得那满城怪物的可怕景象。
She felt a glimmer of hope, yet feared there would only be one spot and she would be left alone, driven away.
她有点期待，又怕只有一个名额，自己会被独自驱离。
“NO, you still have to leave. That’s the rule of this town. But you can come inside once a day, a maximum of three hours—this is the convenience I’m granting you.”
“NO，你依旧要出去，这是这座镇子的规矩。不过你可以每日进来一次，最长三小时，这是我给你行的方便。”
Mu Xiaoyu’s eyelids dropped.
沐小雨的眼帘垂下。
Zhu Yin glanced at Mori, who showed no sign of leaving.
逐银看了眼莫里，对方没有任何打算离开的意思。
“Originally, I only set my sights on your train’s capability. The previous owner of that subway didn’t belong to our side, and now that its owner is you, I came in person. But I never expected—truly, wasn’t it—that you actually managed to subdue a telepathic evil nightmare and break it thoroughly to your will.”
“原本我只是看中了你的列车能力，那辆地铁之前的主人不属于我们这边，现在它的主人换成了你，我才亲自前来。没想到啊没想到，你竟然成功降服了念力型恶魇，甚至将之彻底制服。”
The deputy mayor praised him admiringly. This man before him was even more outstanding than he had imagined—possessing telekinetic attacks after all—no wonder he could send Ma Chao flying.
副镇长赞叹不已，眼前之人比他想得更优秀，竟然拥有念力攻击，难怪能将马超给创飞。
“Only three minutes left,” Yang Zicang reminded him.
“只有三分钟了。”杨子藏提醒道。
“Heh, I’ll cut straight to the point then.”
“嘿嘿，那我就不废话了。”
Zhuyin stepped forward, pulling a booklet from his chest.
逐银走上前，从怀里摸出本册子。
“This booklet contains intel on the matter. If you’re willing, how about we make a ‘life investment’ with each other?”
“这里面记录着关于这件事的情报，若是你愿意，我们互相进行下寿命投资如何？”
Yang Zicang proactively summoned the model. After they mutually invested and returned, they were considered acquainted for real in the timeline.
杨子藏主动闪出模型，两人互相投资又返回后，彼此间便算是在时序上相识过了。
[Zhuyin invested 0.01R of full-authority timeline in me for one month. I guess he can’t enter the place where I’m about to be expelled to.]
[逐银为我投资了0.01R全权时序，时效一月，我猜他应该是进不去我即将被赶去的地方。]
The model accurately read his own inner thoughts.
模型准确读出了自己的心声。
Yang Zicang looked at the booklet.
杨子藏看着册子。
“This thing is town’s procurement order. It can unseal the communication barrier in a Split-Frequency Area, allowing your model to connect with the outside world. The info’s inside.”
“这东西算是城镇的订货函，可以开启失频之地的通讯封印，让你的模型能与外界联络。信息在里面。”
[I’ve obtained the ordering form from Silver Beam Hub Town.]
[我获得银白枢纽镇的订货函。]
At the instant he took it, the book emitted several black, lightning-like whirls of smoke spreading out.
接过它的瞬间，书册产生几道黑色如闪电的烟雾扩散。
The entire world seemed to crumble from that point as a foundation; Mu Xiaoyu nervously leaned close to him, watching the surrounding space crack like shattered glass expanding outward.
整个世界仿佛以此为基点迅速坍塌，沐小雨紧张地靠在他身边，看着周围空间如同龟裂的玻璃绵延扩散。
[With the ordering form, I can become a supplier for Hub Town.]
[通过订货函我能成为枢纽镇供应商]
[The Hub Town cargo reserve has the authority to pinpoint my location and delivery info.]
[枢纽镇货物储备处有资格锁定我的位置与供货信息。]
Mu Xiaoyu felt the town repelling her.
沐小雨感觉镇子在排斥自己。
Yang Zicang looked up.
杨子藏抬头。
Mori, Zhuyin, and all the surrounding rock buildings and pedestrians, even the blue azure sky and the sun, were instantly swept away by a gray, turbid gust, vanishing into nothing.
莫里和逐银，以及四周的岩石建筑与行人，乃至天际的碧蓝苍穹和太阳都转瞬被灰浊的风刮走消失不见。
The entire town seemed to come alive.
整个城镇仿佛活了过来。
An indifferent, almost inhuman voice echoed in her mind, swiftly fading away.
淡漠不似人类的声音在心间响起，又迅速远去。
{You have been banished.}
{你已被驱离。}
Mu Xiaoyu restrained the urge to scream.
沐小雨忍住了想要尖叫的冲动。
As if the space was instantly stretched far, the town’s silhouette appeared faintly on the horizon.
仿佛空间瞬间被拉远，城镇的轮廓远远出现于地平线上。
……
……
The world was gray and barren; bare, tenacious trees grew out of the dark, deep, and somber earth.
世界灰蒙蒙的，光秃秃的树木顽强自黝黑深沉大地长出。
Between the desiccated, cracked patches of earth, black streams flowed; scenes reflected like mirages on their surfaces, shifting with each flicker.
晒干般的大地块之间流动着的黑色溪流，一幕幕不同的景象似倒影般在它们表明浮现。
“Strange water? So terrifying.”
“怪水？好可怕。”
Mu Xiaoyu seemed on the verge of tears, clutching the only person she could rely on before her.
沐小雨快哭似的抱着身前唯一能够依靠之人。
Yang Zicang looked around—desolate, gray, and chillingly cold.
杨子藏四下望去，荒芜、灰蒙蒙，以及阴冷。
Beneath a tree lay half a black skeleton; based on the ragged state of its clothes, it had been dead for at least decades.
一株树下，躺着半截黑色的骷髅，从他的衣服破碎程度可以看出，它已经逝去至少几十年。
As Yang Zicang, still a bit bewildered, glanced at the surroundings, the book in his hands began to corrode with energy, like spontaneous combustion.
有点懵圈的杨子藏刚看了眼周围环境，手上的书册便如同自燃般被能量侵蚀。
“Hey, I haven’t read it yet!”
“喂，我还没看！”
He wiped the book on his clothes and tossed it to the ground, stomping on it fiercely, but it showed no signs of stopping its disappearance. The book transformed into a puff of floating energy, and a White Shadow Thought-Dragon suddenly emerged behind him, tasting the scent like delicacy, stretching out its big head and swallowing the mist.
他将书册在衣服上擦了擦，又丢到地上猛踩了几下，但它没有任何停止消失的意思。书册化为一股能量漂浮，白影念龙如嗅到美味似的忽地自背后浮现，将大脑袋伸出，一口吞掉了这团烟雾。
A tiny plastic-like ticket appeared on the ground.
地上出现张微小的类似塑料的小票据。
Mu Xiaoyu stared blankly at the monster that abruptly appeared behind Yang Zicang.
沐小雨愣愣看着杨子藏背后突然出现的怪物。
“Ahh—”
“啊——”
She pinched her ears, closed her eyes, and screamed, crouching on the ground with her back to the young man, not daring to move.
她扭住耳朵闭眼叫了起来，背对着青年蹲在地上不敢动。
[We ate the book.]
[我们吃掉了书。]
Countless pieces of information rapidly appeared in YangZicang’s mind, as if someone had written several pages of content and crammed it all into his memory in a single second.
无数信息快速出现在杨子藏心间，这就像是人写了几页纸的内容，却在一秒内全部塞进了自己的记忆。
[It specifies that this ability originates from… the mixed mutation of Erosion Mind, Mechanical Stele, and Dim Bloodline.]
[它有注明，这能力来自…蚀念、械碑以及晦光血脉的混合变异。]
Bloodline!
血脉！
From the information contained in the book, YangZicang recognized these two words. He could feel that the writer of the book intended this to be a gift for him.
杨子藏从这书册蕴含的信息中读到了这两个词，他能感觉到这是书写之人对自己的礼物。
Did the book’s ability come from a bloodline?
这本书册的能力就是来自血脉吗？
He felt as if he had grasped something, yet he remained somewhat confused.
他像是掌握了什么，但又有些迷糊。
He knew too little at the moment, but regarding the matter entrusted by Deputy Mayor Zhuyin, he had now fully understood it.
现在知道的事情太少了，不过关于逐银所拜托的事，他却是已经完全明了。
Looking around again, he now comprehended many things. For instance, the stream floating countless phantasmal images was called—the River of Forgetfulness.
此刻他再看周围，许多东西已经明白是怎么回事。比如那浮动无数幻影画面的溪流，就叫做——遗忘之川。
This form of communication was more efficient than a Mental Link, but he felt that his mental energy had been significantly drained, as if he had been reading intently for dozens of minutes and was slightly tired.
这种交流比心灵链接述说来的更为效率，只是他感觉自己的精神被消耗了不少，仿佛专注阅读了几十分钟般略有疲倦。
YangZicang picked up the small, semi-transparent ticket from the ground.
杨子藏捡起地上的半透明小票据。
[Order Letter of Silver Pivot Hub Town: I am qualified to supply the commodity: Engine of Amnesia.]
[银白枢纽镇之订货函，我有资格供应货物：失念引擎。]
This was the real order letter.
这个才是订货函。
He pondered the information that came back to him upon reflection. If the core information were leaked, the consequence would be—it would turn him into an enemy of some fearsome force.
感受了下心中一回想就会浮现的信息，若是泄漏那个核心信息后会造成的后果——它会让自己成为某个可怕势力的敌人。
YangZicang understood that this was a necessary communication measure Deputy Mayor Zhuyin had to adopt to avoid the possibility of it being judged as a leak.
杨子藏明白这是逐银副镇长不得不采取的，避免判定为泄密可能的交流措施。
“Still sleepy?”
“还困吗？”
“Mm-hmm.” The girl, recovering from her fright, nodded.
“嗯呢。”从惊吓中恢复的少女点点头。
She indeed hadn’t had enough rest, but after the scare, she already felt much better.
她的确还没休息够，但一惊之后已经好很多了。
“You—the thing inside you.”
“你，你体内那个。”
“Scared? Can’t help it, it’s the reason I can grow stronger. Without it, I’m nothing.”
“害怕吗？没办法，这是我能变强的原因，失去它我什么也不是。”
“I—I’m not scared.”
“我，我不怕。”
Yang Zicang looked at her and smiled.
杨子藏看着她笑了笑。
He understood that even the train had chosen to submit to him out of fear of psychokinetic attacks.
他明白，哪怕是列车也是因为惧怕念力攻击而选择臣服于自己。
Finding a relatively thick, bare black tree, Yang Zicang laid half of the blanket on the ground, let Mu Xiaoyu lie down on it, then covered her with the other half.
找了棵比较粗的黑秃秃树木后，杨子藏将毯子的半边放在地上，让沐小雨躺上去，又用另一面将她盖上。
“Will it be dangerous?” Mu Xiaoyu gripped the edge of the blanket with both hands, looking at him timidly.
“不会有危险吗？”沐小雨两只手抓着毛毯边缘，怯生生地看着他。
“No, I’m here.”
“不会，有我呢。”
Feeling the information newly added to his mind—fame… the Forgetting Engine…
感受着心中多出来的信息，名气…失念引擎…
Yang Zicang let out a long, inward sigh. That person had just arranged such a task for him.
杨子藏心中长吁出口气，刚才那人竟然给自己安排了这样的事。
“Mm.”
“嗯。”
Mu Xiaoyu seemed lost in thought and asked:
沐小雨不知道在想些什么，她问道：
“What is this place? I’m really scared.”
“这里是什么地方，好害怕。”
“This is, the Land of Undulation Loss.”
“这里是，失频之地。”
He looked at the girl; by the time he finished the sentence, she had already fallen asleep, exhausted.
他看向少女，就这句话的时间她已经睡着了，她太累了。
……
……
Yang Zicang got up and walked towards the tree with dead bones about twenty meters away.
杨子藏起身往二十多米外的那颗有枯骨的树下走去。
Using a small rock, he sifted through the soil beside the skeleton and discovered a rough, gray-black little crystal. It looked like a piece of glass that had melted and then crystallized again.
他用小块岩石在这具骨骸旁翻找了下，发现了个灰黑色的粗糙小晶石。它就像融化后又结晶的玻璃块。
He held it up against the sky and looked inside; within the blurred stone, two fractured lines were faintly visible.
对准天际看了眼里面，模糊的石块内，隐约有着两道折线。
[I’ve discovered the “Lost Thought Model” that the deputy mayor mentioned.]
[我发现了副镇长所说的“失念模型”。]
[According to the guidance I received, to create a Lost Thought Engine that satisfies the deputy mayor, I need at least a quadrilateral Lost Thought Model as the core.]
[根据获得的指导，若想制造出副镇长满意的失念引擎，需要至少四边形的失念模型为核心。]
Holding the Lost Thought Model with two lines, Yang Zicang searched his mind for the engine it corresponded to.
捏着两条线的失念模型，杨子藏心中搜寻着它对应的引擎。
[As far as I know, a broken-line Lost Thought Engine can produce ordinary earth engines, low-strength firebrick engines, clay tile engines, ordinary wood engines, straw paper engines…]
[据我所知，折线形失念引擎可制造出普通泥土引擎、底强度火砖引擎、陶土瓷砖引擎、普通木材引擎、草纸引擎…]
This broken line can’t even make a metal ax.
这个折线，它甚至连金属斧头都做不了。
As the model cooperated, Yang Zicang clearly and methodically recalled the corresponding Lost Thought Engines recorded in the book, though the book naturally couldn’t list all everyday items—it only covered the most common types.
随着模型的配合，杨子藏清晰且有条理的想起了书册上记录的对应失念引擎，不过册子肯定无法将所有生活物品尽数记录，它只写了最常见的种类。
After all, that wasn’t its ultimate purpose.
毕竟这不是它的最终目的。