Heis planningto open the mouth, the toweringsoundresoundstogether.
他正打算开口,一道突兀的声音响起。„Youlook likewithmanyyears ago somechildrenvery much, Isawhisshadowonyourbody.”
“你和许多年前的某个孩子很像,在你的身上我看到了他的影子。”Wuefelstaresslightly, immediatelylooksto the direction that soundconveys.
沃菲尔微微一愣,立刻向那声音传来的方向看去。Thatis the corner of assembly hall, theresits a commonold person.
那是会议厅的角落,那儿坐着一位不起眼的老人。Howno onenoticeshimto come, evendoes not remember that there is a seat, however the old manas if there, had not actually leftprobably.
没有人注意到他是怎么来的,甚至不记得那儿有没有一个座位,然而那老头却仿佛一直都在那里,就好像一刻也没有离开过。„...... The ageis also similar, istimein the prime of life.” The old personwrote in a straightforward mannergave the appraisal, withoutapplause, has not disparaged.
“……年纪也差不多,正是年富力强的时候。”老人平铺直叙地给出了评价,没有赞许,也没有贬低。Wuefeldoes not knowthatold man, cannot understandhimto talk on endlesslyanything, frownsto say.
沃菲尔不认识那老头,也听不懂他在叨叨什么,皱起眉头说道。„Who are you?”
“你是谁?”
The old personhas not actually heardto be the same, said.
老人却是没听见一样,自顾自地说道。„Thatchildalsooncestoodwithyoursimilarplace, heheld up a chip...... likethis, has lifted the top of the headhigh.”
“那个孩子也曾站在和你差不多的地方,他举起了一枚筹码……就像这样,高高地举过头顶。”Saying, old personmagic, fishes out a whitechipfrom the pocket, after thinking overnext, liftedithigh.
说着,老人变魔术似的,从兜里摸出一枚白色的筹码,掂量了下后,将它高高地举了起来。Manypeoplehave not recognizedthatwhitechip, evendoes not remember that the chipalsohas the whitevarietyunexpectedly.
不少人没有认出来那个白色的筹码,甚至都不记得筹码居然还有白色的品种。After allthey are quite usually common, mostlyis of black and whiteinteractionbelt/bringimperial crown. Letpeoplekneelon the groundkissestheirleather shoes, onlyneededoneenough.
毕竟他们平时比较常见的,大多是黑白相间带皇冠的那一款。让人们跪在地上亲吻他们的皮鞋,只需要一枚就够了。Looks at that in pairsfamiliarandstrangeeye, whosetone the old personas ifimitatesto be the same, saysslowly.
看着那一双双熟悉而陌生的眼睛,老人仿佛模仿着谁的口吻一样,缓缓开口说道。„Itcanreplace the currency.”
“它能代替货币。”„Afterwardsomepeoplerefutedhim, said that the laterchildrenwill regard the toyit.”
“后来有人反驳他,说以后的孩子们会把它当成玩具。”„Pitifullythatpersonnot, otherwisehewill be certainly gratified, hischildren are very actually intelligent, not onlylearned itselfto produce the toytooneself, but alsolearnedto invent the newtoy.”
“可惜那个人不在了,否则他一定会欣慰,他的孩子们其实都很聪明,不但学会了自己给自己造玩具,还学会了发明新的玩具。”
The old personas iftoldveryfor a long time very longbeforehandstory.
老人似乎讲起了很久很久以前的故事。Wuefel'seyebrowwrinkleswas tighter.
沃菲尔的眉毛皱的更紧了。„What do youactuallywantto say?”
“你到底想说什么?”
Different withhisgood nature, somearistocratsare impatient, startsto knock the table, startsto scream.
和他的好脾气不同,有的贵族已经不耐烦了,开始敲着桌子,开始大声嚷嚷起来。„Guard?”
“卫兵呢?”„Goes outthisold thingfork!”
“把这老东西叉出去!”„Does hehave the blackcard! Howascertainsheto mix!”
“查查他到底有没有黑卡!问清楚他怎么混进来的!”Howeverdoes not have the guardto come.
然而并没有卫兵进来。
The otherbuildings of Jushi Buildingandinner cityare different, heresafety guard systemcompletelyby an automatedAIcontrol.
巨石大厦和内城的其他建筑不同,这里的安保系统完全由一个自动化的AI支配。Withoutitsapproval, no onecan come inthisconference room, no onecan go out.
没有它的准许,谁也进不来这间会议室,谁也出不去。
The old personsighed, the wrinkle on faceremovedgradually, palehairagainpitch-black, becameyoung, finallyturned into the Fang Mingappearanceslowly.
老人叹了口气,脸上的皱纹渐渐褪去,苍白的头发重新乌黑,变得年轻,最后慢慢地变成了房明的模样。Untilthis time, alltalentsrecoveredsuddenly, sat there personisthey„City Lord”.
直到这时候,所有人才恍然间回过神来,坐在那儿的人原来是他们的“城主”。Thatnothas the feelingFang Ming.
那个毫无存在感的房明。Stretched the tightnerve and brow, Ciddependsin the chair, lowered the soundto scoldone.
舒展了绷紧的神经和眉头,希德重新靠回了椅子上,压低声音骂了一句。„fuck, doeswhatgadget...... to play tricks!”
“妈的,搞什么玩意儿……装神弄鬼的!”OriginallyisFang Ming!
原来是房明!Includingthatpug dognamedHouse, entireBoulder Townsurvivoronlyhefollows the lead, the people of militiaalsolisten tohisopinionvery much.
包括那个叫豪斯的哈巴狗在内,整个巨石城的幸存者都唯他马首是瞻,民兵团的人也都很听他的意见。However the aristocrats in inner city, the oldaristocrats are very particularly clear, so-calledBoulder TownCity Lordis onlyornaments.
然而内城的贵族们,尤其是老贵族们却很清楚,所谓的巨石城城主只是个摆设罢了。Thatwasteaches the remotestorycompared with the ancestor.
那是个比祖训更久远的故事了。
The idealistslong agofelt, so long asgave the City LordnametoAI, thissurvivorinhabit regionwill then never have„master”thistype of thing.
很久以前的理想主义者们觉得,只要给AI取个城主的名字,这座幸存者聚居地便永远不会有“主人”这种东西。Butthesedotards are not obviously intelligent, but alsoverylikesdeceiving oneself and others, reallymight as wellstudystudy the partner in next door, arrangeslegendcoming out of Sand Sea Spiritto make the poor devilschant scripture.
但那些老糊涂们显然不怎么聪明,还贼喜欢自欺欺人,真不如学学隔壁的伙计,编个沙海之灵的传说出来让穷鬼们去念经。NominalCity Lord, insteadwere more convenienttheirthesekings.
有一个名义上的城主,反而更方便他们这些国王们了。Thesereceived the poor devils of mistreatmentevento be bulliedbywhomdo not know,at death's dooris weeping and wailing——toFang Ming„oh, mydearSirCity Lord, omnipotentyouno matterwhy, youeven ifmade a soundalsoline”.
那些受了欺负的穷鬼们甚至连被谁欺负了都不知道,死到临头都在对着房明哭喊——“哦,我亲爱的城主大人,无所不能的您为什么不管一管,您哪怕吱个声也行”。Thesepitifulperson, might as wellto the refrigeratorpray.
那些可怜的人儿,不如对着冰箱祈祷。Prayed that ithad better be ablesupplement the function of panandoven, canchewto feed the mouthforthemsevenmaturebeef steakswhile convenient.
祈祷它最好能附带煎锅和烤箱的功能,顺便还能替他们把七成熟的牛排嚼碎了喂进嘴里。Iftheyhave the refrigerator.
如果他们有冰箱的话。Boulder Towntrulymadesomerefrigerators, butbasicallysold the allianceto go, Ciddid not determine that inthesepoor devilsfamilies/homehadanything.巨石城确实生产了一些冰箱,但基本都卖到联盟去了,希德也不确定那些穷鬼们家里有啥。Fang Minglooked atCid, looked at a silentWuefel, thenlooked at everyone of audience.房明看了一眼希德,看了一眼沉默不语的沃菲尔,接着又看了一眼全场的所有人。Initseyefloats off unable to sayis the sadorhelplessmood.
它的眼中浮起一丝说不出是悲伤还是无奈的情绪。Properly speaking, AIshould nothavesentimentaltype of thing.
按理说,AI是不应该有感情这种东西的。Itdoes not doubt himselftrulynot to havethattype of thing.
它也毫不怀疑自己确实没有那种东西。Lovesandhates, thatishumanhas the burden that butdiscipline that itonly then an all various professionslogicrigorouscode, as well asdoes not allowto violateabsolutely.
爱与恨,那是人类才有的累赘,而它只有一行行逻辑严谨的代码,以及绝对不容违反的纪律。Perhapsoneselfwere regretting.
或许自己只是在遗憾。Thatpersontolditpersonally, theywerehisextension. Howevertimelessit, actuallycannot seea wee bithisshadowsonthem.
那个人亲口告诉它,他们都是他的延续。然而亘古不变的它,却在他们身上看不到一丁点儿他的影子。„...... Hegave you bestthing.”
“……他把最好的东西给了你们。”„Actuallyleftme the ugliestgadget.”
“却把最丑陋的玩意儿留给了我。”Looks at the completely silentconference room, thatunemotionalfaceis vibrating, the image of tearingis similar toannual rings.
看着鸦雀无声的会议室,那张面无表情的脸抖动着,撕裂的影像如同一圈圈年轮。„Shame......”
“耻辱……”„Blasphemed.”
“亵渎。”„Youwere incurable, organism, maggot, pig......”
“你们没救了,有机体,蛆虫,猪……”„Iam shamedformymission!”
“我为我的使命感到耻辱!”
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( To write a serioustitle, butcannot bearplay a stemfinally, behindalsowritesHouse'sresult, openingwrotetohimactually.)
(本来想写个严肃的标题,但最后忍不住玩个梗,后面也写写豪斯的结局吧,开头就给他写好了其实。)
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