第九十一章 拼图与校正 -1
Yang Zicang did not bring bread but a true feast instead.
杨子藏没有带来面包，而是一顿真正的大餐。
“This is so lavish, with boiled pork slices and fried chicken?”
“这么丰盛啊，还有水煮肉片和炸鸡？”
“Wow, beer—I haven’t seen this stuff in ages.”
“哇，啤酒，我都多久没见过这东西了。”
On the long table assembled from folding tables, an oil lamp emitted a warm orange glow, exuding charm in the night breeze.
折叠桌拼出来的长案上，油灯散发温和的橘光，在夜风中充满了情调。
“I hope this isn’t a breakup meal.” Xu Xiuchuan chuckled as he voiced their hidden concern. The others cast him an ambiguous glare.
“希望不是散伙饭。”徐秀川笑着讲出心中的隐忧。几人都不怀好意的看了他一眼。
After setting out the dishes, famished Lyu Zhi sighed, “So, can we start yet?”
摆好饭菜后，饿得不行的吕志叹道：“那，咱们能开动了吗。”
Yang Zicang had just washed his hands and was about to nod when a streak of light shot in—it was Zuo Feixian.
杨子藏洗好手刚想点头，一道折线射来，是左非闲。
{Brother Jiazi, I tried contacting you several times this afternoon but couldn’t get through. That other hand said he’d talk to you in person; did you see him?}
{甲子兄，下午联系几次你都没成功，我那只手说他来亲自跟你说，你见到他了吧？}
“……”

So it was that in the dream. Yang Zicang hadn’t expected that “other hand” would bother with such trivial matters.
原来梦里是它，杨子藏没想到那只“手“连这种闲事都会去管。
He raised a hand to make a stopping gesture to the other men watching from a distance.
他抬手对远处看着这边的几人打了个停止的手势。
“He even spoke in your voice, saying you’d come. Where are you?”
“他还以你的口吻说你会过来。你在哪儿？”
{How should I describe where I am? Anyway, I’m about thirty-some li to the left front of the gathering area.}
{我该怎么表达我所在的地方呢，反正，我在聚集地左前方边大约三十多里的地方。}
Yang Zicang had already spotted the familiar terrain in his sensory vision.
杨子藏已经在感应画面中看到了熟悉的地形。

……
Zuo Feixian’s stomach was grumbling, and he still had to hurry along. The seven of them had covered dozens of li in just an afternoon—that’s a day’s journey for an ordinary person.
左非闲的肚子咕咕叫，还要一路紧赶慢赶。那七个家伙一下午走出了几十里地，那可是普通人一天的路程。
Fortunately, Yang Zicang had started sleeping a few hours ago, or else he felt like his legs would have fallen off from walking.
还好几小时前杨子藏开始睡觉，否则他感觉自己就要走断腿了。
Just a few minutes after the connection was severed, a whistling wind sounded ahead. Zuo Xianfei stopped, looking around warily as the wind suddenly grew closer, an abrupt gust swirling around him.
断掉联系后，还没走几分钟，前方出现呜呜风声。左非闲停下脚步，神色凝重的四下查看，这风声突然临近，一股劲风骤然荡开。
“What was that!”
“什么东西！”
Zuo Xianfei was startled, almost turning to run away on the spot.
左非闲被吓了一跳，差点转身就跑。
A hovering train figure materialized in the empty space before him.
空荡的身前出现列车悬浮停下的身影。
“Ah!” The door opened in front of him. Yang Zicang grabbed the door frame with his right hand, while extending his other arm downward. “Get on.”
“啊！”车门在他身前打开，杨子藏右手拽着车门，另一只臂膀伸下道：“上来吧。”
Zuo Xianfei’s face was full of an expression like he’d seen a deity.
左非闲满脸都是看到神仙的表情。

……
After the meal, everyone was patting their bellies, full and satisfied. A scrawny young man who barely spoke suddenly crouched on the ground, sobbing.
饭后，几人酒足饭饱的摸着肚子，一个不怎么说话的瘦小伙突然蹲在地上抽泣起来。
“What’s wrong, Qin Meng?”
“怎么了，秦蒙。”
“I… it’s been so long since I felt such warmth.” He wiped away his tears.
“我，好久没有，感受到这样的温暖了。”他抹着眼泪。
The group fell into a brief silence.
众人一阵沉默。
A filament-like crease shot from the void toward his chest.
发丝般的折线自虚空中射来胸前。
{Zicang, can you hear me?}
{子藏，听得到吗？}
The girl’s voice reached his mind.
女孩的声音传到心间。
{Xiaoyu, still not asleep yet?}
{小雨还没睡吗。}
Yang Zicang silently thought to himself.
杨子藏心中默默的道。
Although it was only relayed through Liang Xi, the two had become accustomed to it over the past couple of days and didn’t treat the boy as an outsider.
虽然只是透过梁喜的转接，但这两天已经习惯的两人并未将少年当成外人。
After chatting for a while, Mu Xiaoyu ended the mental link. Liang Xi poked his head in from outside and said, “Sister Xiaoyu, I’m off to sleep now.”
聊了阵后，沐小雨断掉了心灵链接。梁喜在外面冒了个头道：“小雨姐姐，我睡觉去咯。”
“Mm-hmm, good night.”
“嗯嗯，晚安。”
Silence once again settled over the room.
屋子里变得寂静。
Mu Xiaoyu sat quietly for a while, then lay down on the bed, waited a bit, curled up on her side, and pulled the blanket over herself.
沐小雨静静的坐了阵子，又躺在床上等了会，侧身蜷缩着拉过被子。
A few minutes later, she whispered, “Xiaoyu, do you actually like him, or are you just afraid of this world?”
几分钟后，她低声道：“小雨，你到底是喜欢他，还是在害怕这个世界呢。”

……
Out on the wilderness, Yang Zicang looked at the few people around the small table a dozen meters away, wolfing down their food. Qin Meng seemed to have opened a floodgate of chatter, talking to them. With the addition of Master Zuo, the group burst into laughter from time to time.
荒野上，杨子藏看向十来米外小桌旁胡吃海喝的几人，秦蒙像是打开话夹子般和几人聊天，有了左大师的加入，众人时不时爆发出欢声笑语。
{Hello there.}
{你好呀。}
A small ball of light suddenly appeared in front of him.
身前忽地出现个小光团。
Yang Zicang waved his hand in front of it. The light ball had some substance; he could push it.
杨子藏的手在它前方晃了晃，光团有些质感，能被推动。
{Don’t push Lili ya, oh—Lili is a reporter. What are you eating?}
{不要推粒粒牙喔，粒粒牙是记者呢。你们在吃什么呀？}
A little girl dressed in a pretty small dress materialized inside the light ball.
光团内幻化出穿着漂亮小裙子的小女孩。
Yang Zicang looked at the sudden phantom of the little elf before him, raised his head, and asked, “Hey, can’t you all see this?”
杨子藏看着身前突然出现的小精灵幻影，抬头道：“喂，你们看不见这个吗？”
“What?”
“什么啊？”
“A strange ball of light?”
“是个奇怪的光团？”
Just as the group finished speaking, they saw a terrifying phantom giant insect emerge behind Yang Zicang.
众人刚说完，便见到杨子藏背后浮现出条恐怖的幻影巨虫。
……

In front of a small wooden door of a gray stone building.
一栋灰石楼房的木制小门前。
A man in a dark cloak, wearing a black mask that revealed only his chin and lips, showed an iron tag allowing entry and exit here to the person at the door.
身穿深色披风，戴着露出下巴和嘴唇的黑面罩的男人，对着门前的人亮了下出入此处的铁质吊牌。
“Alright, go in.” The man, who served as both waiter and guard, pushed the wooden door open for him.
“可以，进去。”即是侍者又是门卫的人替他将木门推开。
The clamor of noise instantly burst out.
喧嚣的声音瞬间传出。
The man adjusted his gray cloth cap, patched up at the top, climbed the steps, and walked inside.
这人捂了捂头顶打着补丁的灰布帽，登上台阶走入其中。
“Selling or buying?” Under the dim candlelight, a woman in an old red cashmere sweater walked over holding a registration book.
“卖还是买？”黯淡烛光下，穿着旧红色羊绒衫的女士拿着登记册走过来。
The man with an eye mask took a cloth pouch from his waist, tossed it to her, and shook his iron badge: “Auction for someone else.”
戴露眼眼罩的男人从腰间取下个布袋丢给她，将自己的铁牌晃了晃：“帮人拍卖。”
The woman opened the pouch and took a look inside.
女士打开布袋看了眼。
She walked over to a small table behind her and handed it to a middle-aged man wearing a red armband, on which were written the words “Worry-Free Cargo Team.”
她走到一旁的小桌后，递给个右臂带着红袖标的中年人，他袖标上写着“无忧货队”四个字。
The man glanced at it, let out an “Oh,” and immediately stood up and hurried over.
那人看了眼，唷了声起身跑了过来。
“This engine is pretty good. Our Worry-Free can just buy it directly. Want to sell? We can trade right now—materials, goods, engines, or even time-credits.”
“这引擎不错啊，我们无忧就可以直接收了，卖吗，现在就可以交易，材料、货物、引擎或者时序都可以。”
“I told you, this is for auction.”
“我说了，这个要拍卖。”
“Tch, fine. Who’s the seller? Register it.”
“啧，行吧，卖家是谁，登记下。”
“Unit Jia Zi, or rather, call it Yang Zicang.”
“甲子间，或者，叫杨子藏。”
The man with the half mask pointed to himself with a smile: “I’m his assistant.”
带着半个面罩的男人笑着指了指自己：“我是他的助手。”
……

After working late into the night and transporting back the tent prepared by headquarters along with two other sets of engine-making materials, it was already dawn with brighter light.
忙了半夜，将总部准备的帐篷和另外两套制作引擎的材料运回后，已经是光线比较明亮的清晨了。
Everyone was crowded together sleeping, except for Qin Meng and Lyu Zhi standing guard outside.
大家都挤在一起睡觉，除了在外面放哨的秦蒙和吕志。
Seeing that Yang Zicang was finally free, Qin Meng stood up and walked over to the young man about to enter the tent to sleep.
见杨子藏终于不忙了，秦蒙站起身，走到准备进入帐篷睡觉的青年身旁来。
“Brother Zicang, hello.”
“子藏哥，你好。”
“You haven’t rested yet? Wake up two of them to replace you, and go get some rest quickly.”
“还没休息吧，把他们叫醒两个换你，快去休息。”
“No need.” Qin Meng glanced at the few people in the temporary tent, a satisfied smile spreading across his face.
“不用了。”秦蒙看了临时帐篷中几人，脸上露出满足的笑容。
“Thank you, Brother Zicang. These past few days, I’ve finally felt like a human being again.”
“谢谢你啊子藏哥，这几天我终于感觉自己还是个人了。”
“You’re exaggerating.”
“瞧你说的。”
“It’s true, and everyone else too. Seeing Lyu Zhi, who wants to protect everyone, seeing Fan Xiuyun, who dares to yell at a crowd no matter how many people are facing him, and Brother Feixian, who chose to join us—even though he has little practical ability, he still forces himself to work hard for the shelter’s construction. I know he’s suffered too many snubs in recent months.”
“真的，还有大家。看到想要保护大家的吕志，看到哪怕面对好多人也敢出声呵斥的范修云，还有选择加入我们的，明明没什么动手能力却依旧强迫自己为建设棚区而努力的非闲大哥，我知道他最近几个月受了太多白眼。”
As he spoke, he hung his head.
他边说边低下了头颅。
Yang Zicang said, “Actually, everyone wants to lend a hand and make some achievements.”
杨子藏道：“其实大家都想帮上点忙，做出成绩。”
“Yes, but we really don’t have any strong points.”
“是的，但我们其实没什么强项。”
“Don’t overthink it. Slowly things will get better. I know some experts, and I’ll invite them here to teach everyone later.”
“不要想太多，慢慢会好的，我认识些专家，以后我请他们过来教大家。”
Qin Meng’s expression carried a sense of relief: “I hope that day comes soon. I believe you can do it.”
秦蒙的表情多了份解脱般的神色：“希望那天能早点到来吧，我相信你能做得到。”
Yang Zicang sensed that his state was a bit off.
杨子藏看着他的状态有点不正常。
“Qin Meng, is something the matter with you?”
“秦蒙，你是不是有什么事？”
The young man instinctively reached for his dry nose bridge, but found nothing there—evidently he used to wear glasses.
这个年轻人下意识拿手撑向干燥的鼻梁，但那里什么也没有，看来他以前有副眼镜。
“Well, Brother Yang, I wanted to give you a gift. Only you have the ability to receive it, and only by giving it to you can I rest assured.”
“嗯，杨哥，我想送给你们一份礼物来着。只有你才有能力接收这份礼物，也只有给你我才放心。”
He looked around, took two steps back, and said, “This place has decent terrain. Hey, Brother Zicang, don’t make that face. Just listen to me.”
他看了眼周围环境，后退了两步道：“这儿地形不错，嘿，子藏哥，别做出那副表情，你听我说。”
A jagged line pattern materialized on his chest—the same two lines as Liang Xi’s.
他的胸前浮现出折线型模型，是跟梁喜一样的两条线。
The ground around them trembled, like a mild earthquake.
周围地面震动，如同轻型地震。
A small patch of golden wheat fields spread from under Qin Meng’s feet like a tide as he spread his arms and inhaled the scent of the grain.
小片金黄色的麦田如潮水般从秦蒙脚下扩展而出，他张开双臂，嗅着麦子的香味。
Yang Zicang noticed he was a bit farther away from him, with a wheat field of about ten meters appearing between the two.
杨子藏发现自己离他远了点，两人之间多出了的麦田有十来米。
“What are you trying to do? Stop!”
“你想干什么，停下！”
The White Shadow Thought-Dragon emerged, but the young man opposite raised his open hands, indicating he had no malice.
白影念龙浮现，但对面那小伙将张开的双手举起，表示自己没有任何恶意。
“My ability is ‘Puzzle Storage’—a very, very weak ability.
“我的能力是‘拼图收纳’，很弱很弱的能力。
“As a puzzle custodian, I can only store or unfold items that carry the concept of ‘puzzle.’ At first, when I came here, I couldn’t understand what I could do. I tried storing the toy puzzles I found into the void, but beyond that, I couldn’t find any use for my ability.”
“作为拼图收纳员，我只能将拥有‘拼图’概念的物品收纳或展开。在来这儿的刚开始我都不明白我能做些什么，我试着将找到的玩具拼图储存到虚无之中，除此以外我找不到我能力的任何作用。”
Yang Zicang immediately understood the greatest potential of this ability.
杨子藏一听就明白了这能力的最大作用。
“It wasn’t until I entered the Intertwined Land and saw the scene landscape that I realized what I could truly preserve. But in the city, I was still useless.”
“直到我进入了交错地，看到了幕景，那一刻我明白我能真正保存的是什么了。可，在城市中，我依然没什么用。”
Qin Meng’s figure kept receding into the distance, and all around him faded away as well, because the ground beneath his feet expanded more and more. In the blink of an eye, it had already spread into the river over a hundred meters away.
秦蒙的身影在不断远去，四周都在不断向他远去，因为他脚下多余的地形展现得越来越大，转眼已经在一百多米外的河流之内。
“So the ground beneath you is the Intertwined landscape you’ve preserved? That’s a very strong ability, Qin Meng.”
“所以你脚下的土地是你保存的交错幕景？这是很强的能力啊，秦蒙。“
Yang Zicang took a few steps forward and shouted, “You’ll play a great role here. You’ll become someone powerful. Come over.”
杨子藏往前走了两步喊道：“在这里你有大作用，你会成为很厉害的人，过来吧。”
He could see the bleak despair in the young man’s eyes.
他从眼前小伙的眼中看到了心灰意冷。
“Puzzle pieces… there’s always one piece missing.”
“拼图啊，永远少一块的拼图。”
Qin Meng sighed and looked up at the blue sky, where a crescent shadow of the moon had appeared. He turned his gaze flatly toward Yang Zicang and said, “Stop, Brother Yang. There’s no overlapping scene here at all. I have no use anymore except for the pieces I’ve collected before.”
秦蒙叹息着抬头看向多出了抹月影的蓝天。他平视向杨子藏：“停下，杨大哥。这里根本没有幕景，我除了运用以前收纳的拼图，已经没有任何作用了。”
“You can concentrate the out-of-sync scenes, and you’ll become someone extraordinary. Here, you’ll be a hundred times more useful than I am.”
“你可以将失频幕景集中，你会成为很厉害的人，在这里你将比我有用一百倍。”
The few people in the tent, awakened by the earthquake, staggered to their feet in shock, trying to get out, only to find that the tent had appeared in a strange place.
帐篷中的几人被地震惊醒，有些懵圈的摇晃起身，想要走出，却发现帐篷出现在了奇怪的地方。
“Where is this?” the disoriented group asked.
“这是哪儿？”睡蒙圈的几人道。