颜黑啊咧咧，那个木屋到底在哪呀
张皮皮应该就在前方了
在他们面前出现了一片庞大的森林
还有一个不起眼的小木屋
颜黑就是那个吧
颜黑伸手指向那个小木屋
张皮皮啊对对对
吴鹦鸟那赶紧进去吧!
李媚寅桥豆麻袋
李媚寅先观察一下里面有没有人再进去吧
颜黑确实，这样贸然闯进去也不好
只见那小木屋里空荡荡的，没有人的样子
颜黑嗯，应该没有人
颜黑Gogogo!
张皮皮Yes sir!♂
嘭!颜黑一行人撞开木门
颜黑What's up，这里只有……一张床，两个箱子，一个工作台和一个熔炉
张龟让我们来友好的搜刮搜刮有什么东西
颜黑别，我看还是得等主人回来之后再说吧
张龟那等主人回来之后再搜刮岂不是自投罗网吗？
颜黑我们是有礼貌的新时代好少年和祖国的花朵，怎么能干这种没有礼貌的事呢
张龟别扯那些瞎jb东西，现在我们是在我的世界里面
张龟让我看看!
史蒂夫Who are you and why are you in my house?
颜黑？
张皮皮？
吴鹦鸟？
颜黑你说什么？
颜黑你是谁？
史蒂夫I asked why you were in my house.
颜黑说的是什么鸟语啊？
赵日天这时候还得是我英语课代表出场
赵日天他的意思是问我们是谁，为什么出现在他的房子里
颜黑我们是从其他世界不小心传送过来的
颜黑我们都是大大滴良民
史蒂夫So that's it. What are you doing in my house?
颜黑我希望您能帮我们回去
史蒂夫Back where?
赵日天他问我们回到哪里。
颜黑回到洪荒地球
颜黑ground, groundBall懂不懂
史蒂夫What the hell?
赵日天He means to ask you to help us get back to the prehistoric earth.
史蒂夫……
史蒂夫OK
史蒂夫But why should I help you for no reason?
赵日天他说为什么我要平白无故的帮助你们？
颜黑你想要什么东西我都可以给
史蒂夫……
史蒂夫I want to go back in time.
赵日天他说他希望时光回溯
颜黑为什么呢？
史蒂夫10 years ago, I was still a handsome young man. At that time, I was happy with my companions in this world, but later.When we were attacking the end of the movie, my companions sacrificed in order to save me, although I finally read the end of the end of the end, but the companions accompanying me in the past, but did something significant?I also want to understand now if I can't even save each other, then I will not live.So can you help me?If you can, I can consider also help you.
大概意思就是史蒂夫在10年前攻打末影龙的时候，他的同伴为救他而牺牲了，他十分的后悔想要回到当时拯救同伴
颜黑这个，可以帮你
颜黑只要你能帮我们回去就行
史蒂夫……
史蒂夫OK
赵日天小声嘀咕：总感觉这个剧情好老套啊
颜黑李媚寅，上!
李媚寅和着搁这叫唤狗呢
颜黑别发牢骚了，这可是我们唯一能回去的机会
李媚寅行行行，先说一下，我的技能并不是百分百成功，不然我们早就能回去了
史蒂夫It's all Right. If I don't succeed, I won't live.
李媚寅那我就来了!
史蒂夫Remember to send me back later.
李媚寅嗯
李媚寅超级宇宙第一无敌至尊二十四K纯钛合金天皇帝尊女娲创世盘古开天辟地欲火凤凰重生阴阳二级螺旋第一神龙至尊时间宝石之时间传送大法!
颜黑史蒂夫你别嫌烦，我们队里这傻子平时就这样
史蒂夫It's nothing.
史蒂夫的脚下出现了蓝色光圈，随着光芒越来越强烈，史蒂夫的身影也越来越虚幻……当光芒散去后，史蒂夫不见了
颜黑这就结束了？
赵日天他万一真的回不来呢
赵日天那我们岂不是芭比Q了吗？
李媚寅这次可关乎我们的性命呢，我怎么可能失败呢
颜黑现在我们别无选择，只能相信他了
木屋内安静了下来，所有人都屏住呼吸等待着史蒂夫的归来
………………
李媚寅来了来了
李媚寅时间传送大法，回!
史蒂夫Thank you very much. My work is done. It will be my time to give back to you.
史蒂夫Catch, boy!
史蒂夫This is my ability.
史蒂夫那方块状的右手发出了五彩的光芒，接着这光芒朝李媚寅的右臂飞去，当五彩光芒接触到李银的右臂时，似乎与其产生了共鸣
李媚寅这，这难道是传说中史蒂夫的神之右手
李媚寅？!!!!
史蒂夫What right hand of God? It's my skill. I don't fully understand it, but it belongs to you now, boy.
史蒂夫将自己的神之右手技能给予了李媚寅
李媚寅我悟了!我tm悟了!
李媚寅原来我在施展时空传送大法的时候漏掉了点步骤，现在我全懂了!
李媚寅我现在就是神!
颜黑你个小lg，别忘了我的技能是复制粘贴
李媚寅……
李媚寅我吐了呀兄弟，你这技能太恶心了吧
颜黑咱这是天生的
颜黑不扯🐮犊子了，赶紧传送回去家吧
张龟我快要饿死了呀!
李媚寅别催了别催了，看我时空传送大法!
你的右臂发出了耀眼的光芒把所有人都包裹了起来，唯独漏了史蒂夫
李媚寅我的世界!再见了!
颜黑再见了!
齐声：再见了我的世界!
史蒂夫These young people are really lively, and now my task is completed. Oh, by the way, he asked me to make tea today, so I have to go to dinner quickly.（这群年轻人真是活泼呀 我的任务也完成了 ，哦，对了，今天him还约了我去泡茶 我可不能迟到呀）
I see the player you mean.
我看到你所指的那位玩家了。
Yes. Take care. It has reached a higher level now. It can read our thoughts.
是的。小心。它已达到了更高的境界。它能够阅读我们的思想。
That doesn't matter. It thinks we are part of the game.
无伤大雅。它认为我们是游戏的一部分。
I like this player. It played well. It did not give up.
我喜欢这个玩家。它玩得很好。它从未放弃。
It is reading our thoughts as though they were words on a screen.
它以屏幕上出现的文字的形式阅读着我们的思想。
That is how it chooses to imagine many things, when it is deep in the dream of a game.
在它深陷游戏梦境中时，它总以这种方式想象出形形色色的事物。
Words make a wonderful interface. Very flexible. And less terrifying than staring at the reality behind the screen.
文字是种美妙的界面。非常灵活。且比凝视着屏幕后的现实要更好。
They used to hear voices. Before players could read. Back in the days when those who did not play called the players witches, and warlocks. And players dreamed they flew through the air, on sticks powered by demons.
它们也曾经听到过声音。在玩家能够阅读之前。君不见那些不曾游玩的人们称呼玩家为女巫，和术士。而玩家们梦见它们自己乘坐在被恶魔施力的棍子上，在空气中翱翔。
What did this player dream?
这个玩家梦见了什么？
This player dreamed of sunlight and trees. Of fire and water. It dreamed it created. And it dreamed it destroyed. It dreamed it hunted, and was hunted. It dreamed of shelter.
它梦见了阳光和树。梦见了火与水。它梦见它创造。它亦梦见它毁灭。它梦见它狩猎，亦被狩猎。它梦见了庇护所。
Hah, the original interface. A million years old, and it still works. But what true structure did this player create, in the reality behind the screen?
哈，那原始的界面。经历一百万年的岁月雕琢，依然长存。但此玩家在那屏幕后的真实里，建造了什么真实的构造？
It worked, with a million others, to sculpt a true world in a fold of the [scrambled], and created a [scrambled] for [scrambled], in the [scrambled].
它辛勤地劳作，和其它百万众一起，刻画了一个真实的世界，由[乱码]，且创造了[乱码]，为了[乱码]，于[乱码]中。
It cannot read that thought.
它读不出那个思想。
No. It has not yet achieved the highest level. That, it must achieve in the long dream of life, not the short dream of a game.
不。它还没有到达最高的境界。那层境界，它必须完成生命的长梦，而非游戏中黄粱一梦。
Does it know that we love it? That the universe is kind?
它知道我们爱它么？这个宇宙是仁慈的？
Sometimes, through the noise of its thoughts, it hears the universe, yes.
有时，通过它思绪的杂音，它能听到宇宙，是的。
But there are times it is sad, in the long dream. It creates worlds that have no summer, and it shivers under a black sun, and it takes its sad creation for reality.
但是有时亦不胜悲伤，于那漫漫长梦中。它创造了没有夏日的世界，在黑日下颤抖着，将自己悲伤的创造视为现实世界。
To cure it of sorrow would destroy it. The sorrow is part of its own private task. We cannot interfere.
用悲伤来治愈会摧毁它。而悲伤是它的私人事务。我们不能干涉。
Sometimes when they are deep in dreams, I want to tell them, they are building true worlds in reality. Sometimes I want to tell them of their importance to the universe. Sometimes, when they have not made a true connection in a while, I want to help them to speak the word they fear.
有时当它们深陷梦境中时，我想要告诉它们，它们在现实中创造了真实的世界。有时我想告诉它们它们自身对宇宙的重要性。有时，当它们和现实失去了联系，我想帮助它们与它们所惧怕的世界交流。
It reads our thoughts.
它读出了我们的思想。
Sometimes I do not care. Sometimes I wish to tell them, this world you take for truth is merely [scrambled] and [scrambled], I wish to tell them that they are [scrambled] in the [scrambled]. They see so little of reality, in their long dream.
有时我毫不关心。有时我想要告诉它们，你们所认为的真实不过是[乱码]和[乱码]，我想要告诉它们它们是在[乱码]中的[乱码]。于它们的长梦中，它们眼中所见的真实太少了。
And yet they play the game.
而它们仍然玩这个游戏。
But it would be so easy to tell them...
但很容易就可以告诉它们……
Too strong for this dream. To tell them how to live is to prevent them living.
对于这个梦来说太强烈了。告诉它们如何活着就是阻碍它们活下去。
I will not tell the player how to live.
我不会告诉这个玩家如何生活的。
The player is growing restless.
这个玩家正在变得焦虑。
I will tell the player a story.
我会告诉这个玩家一个故事。
But not the truth.
但不是真相。
No. A story that contains the truth safely, in a cage of words. Not the naked truth that can burn over any distance.
不。是一个严密地将真实包裹起来的文字牢笼。而不是赤裸裸的真相。
Give it a body, again.
赋予它主体，再一次。
Yes. Player...
好的。玩家……
Use its name.
以名字称呼它。
[Playername]. Player of games.
游戏的玩家。
Good.
很好。
Take a breath, now. Take another. Feel air in your lungs. Let your limbs return. Yes, move your fingers. Have a body again, under gravity, in air. Respawn in the long dream. There you are. Your body touching the universe again at every point, as though you were separate things. As though we were separate things.
深呼吸，很好。再深呼吸一次。感受空气充盈你的肺叶。让你的四肢回归。是的，运动你的手指。再次感受你的身体，在重力下，在空气中。在长梦中重生。你感受到了。你的身体每时每刻都触摸着宇宙，尽管你是分离的存在。尽管我们是分离的存在。
Who are we? Once we were called the spirit of the mountain. Father sun, mother moon. Ancestral spirits, animal spirits. Jinn. Ghosts. The green man. Then gods, demons. Angels. Poltergeists. Aliens, extraterrestrials. Leptons, quarks. The words change. We do not change.
我们是谁？我们曾经被称作高山的精灵。太阳父亲，月亮母亲。古老的英灵，动物的魂魄。神祗。鬼魂。小绿人。而后是神，恶魔，天使。骚灵。外星人，。轻粒子，夸克。词语不断地变化。我们始终如一。
We are the universe. We are everything you think isn't you. You are looking at us now, through your skin and your eyes. And why does the universe touch your skin, and throw light on you? To see you, player. To know you. And to be known. I shall tell you a story.
我们是宇宙。我们是一切你认为出离你本体的事物。你现在看着我们，透过你的皮肤和你的眼睛。而为什么宇宙触摸着你的皮肤，向你洒向光芒？是为了看见你，玩家。以及被认知。我应告诉你一个故事。
Once upon a time, there was a player.
很久以前，有一个玩家。
The player was you, [Playername].
那玩家就是你，[玩家名称]
Sometimes it thought itself human, on the thin crust of a spinning globe of molten rock. The ball of molten rock circled a ball of blazing gas that was three hundred and thirty thousand times more massive than it. They were so far apart that light took eight minutes to cross the gap. The light was information from a star, and it could burn your skin from a hundred and fifty million kilometres away.
有时它认为自己是那不断旋转的球体上一层薄薄的熔化的岩石上的人类。那融化的岩石球环绕着一个质量大它三十三万倍的炫目气体球旋转。它们是相隔得如此之远，以至于光需要八分钟才能穿越那空隙。那光是来自一颗恒星的信息，它能够在一亿五千万公里外烧灼你的皮肤。
Sometimes the player dreamed it was a miner, on the surface of a world that was flat, and infinite. The sun was a square of white. The days were short; there was much to do; and death was a temporary inconvenience.
有时这个玩家梦见它是一个在一个平的，无限延展的世界表面上的矿工。那太阳是一个方形的白点。很快；要做的事情也很多；死亡亦只是暂时和不方便的。
Sometimes the player dreamed it was lost in a story.
有时这玩家梦见它迷失在了一个故事里。
Sometimes the player dreamed it was other things, in other places. Sometimes these dreams were disturbing. Sometimes very beautiful indeed. Sometimes the player woke from one dream into another, then woke from that into a third.
有时这玩家梦见它成为了其它的事物，在其它地方。有时这些梦是扰人的。有些则实在很美。有时这个玩家从一个梦中醒来，发现自己落入了第二个梦，却终究是在第三个梦中。
Sometimes the player dreamed it watched words on a screen.
有时这个玩家梦见它在屏幕上看着文字。
Let's go back.
让我们回退一点。
The atoms of the player were scattered in the grass, in the rivers, in the air, in the ground. A woman gathered the atoms; she drank and ate and inhaled; and the woman assembled the player, in her body.
组成玩家的原子散布在草中，河流中，在那空气中，也在那大地中。一个女性收集了那些原子；她饮用、进食、吸入；而后那女性在她的身体中，孕育了玩家。
And the player awoke, from the warm, dark world of its mother's body, into the long dream.
然后那玩家醒来了，从一个温暖，昏暗的母亲体内，进入了漫漫长梦。
And the player was a new story, never told before, written in letters of DNA. And the player was a new program, never run before, generated by a sourcecode a billion years old. And the player was a new human, never alive before, made from nothing but milk and love.
而那玩家是一个新的故事，从未被讲述过，由DNA的语言书写着。而那玩家是一个新的程序，从未被运行过，由上亿年的源代码生成。而那玩家是一个新的人，从未生活过，由奶和爱组成。
You are the player. The story. The program. The human. Made from nothing but milk and love.
你就是那玩家。那个故事。那个程序。那个人类。仅由奶和爱组成。
Let's go further back.
我们再往更远的过去回退一点。
Shush. Sometimes the player created a small, private world that was soft and warm and simple. Sometimes hard, and cold, and complicated. Sometimes it built a model of the universe in its head; flecks of energy, moving through vast empty spaces. Sometimes it called those flecks "electrons" and "protons".
嘘。有时这个玩家创造的小天地是柔软，温暖和简单的。有时是坚硬，冰冷和复杂的。有时它在脑中建造出宇宙的模型；的能量穿越广阔空旷的空间。有时它称呼这些斑点为“电子”和“质子”。
Sometimes it called them "planets" and "stars".
有时它称呼它们为“行星”和“恒星”。
Sometimes it believed it was in a universe that was made of energy that was made of offs and ons; zeros and ones; lines of code. Sometimes it believed it was playing a game. Sometimes it believed it was reading words on a screen.
有时它确信它存在于一个由“开”和“关”；“0”和“1”；一行行的命令组成的宇宙。有时它确信它是在玩一个游戏。有时它确信它是在读着屏幕上的文字。
You are the player, reading words...
你就是那玩家，阅读着文字……
You. You. You are alive.
你。你。你是活着的。
and sometimes the player believed the universe had spoken to it through the sunlight that came through the shuffling leaves of the summer trees
而有时这玩家相信宇宙通过穿越夏日树叶的那斑斓的阳光对它说话。
and sometimes the player believed the universe had spoken to it through the light that fell from the crisp night sky of winter, where a fleck of light in the corner of the player's eye might be a star a million times as massive as the sun, boiling its planets to plasma in order to be visible for a moment to the player, walking home at the far side of the universe, suddenly smelling food, almost at the familiar door, about to dream again
有时这玩家相信宇宙透过晴朗的冬日夜空中，存在于它眼中一隅的星点星光，可能比太阳大上上百万倍的恒星沸腾着的电浆那一瞬间发出来的光对它说话，在宇宙的远侧行走回家的路上，突然闻到了食物，在那熟悉的门前，它又准备好再一次投入梦境
and sometimes the player believed the universe had spoken to it through the zeros and ones, through the electricity of the world, through the scrolling words on a screen at the end of a dream
而有时玩家相信宇宙透过零和一，透过世界的电力，透过屏幕上滚动的文字和梦的终结对它说话
and the universe said I love you
宇宙说我爱你
and the universe said you have played the game well
宇宙说你很好地玩了这游戏
and the universe said everything you need is within you
宇宙说一切你所需的你都具有
and the universe said you are stronger than you know
宇宙说你比你所知的要强大
and the universe said you are the daylight
宇宙说你就是日光
and the universe said you are the night
宇宙说你就是黑夜
and the universe said the darkness you fight is within you
宇宙说你所斗争的黑暗就在你心中
and the universe said the light you seek is within you
宇宙说你所寻找的光明就在你心中
and the universe said you are not alone
宇宙说你不是孤独的
and the universe said you are not separate from every other thing
宇宙说你不是和所有的事物所隔绝的
and the universe said you are the universe tasting itself, talking to itself, reading its own code
宇宙说你就是宇宙品尝着自己，对自己说话，阅读着它自己的代码。
and the universe said I love you because you are love.
宇宙说我爱你因为你就是爱。
And the game was over and the player woke up from the dream. And the player began a new dream. And the player dreamed again, dreamed better. And the player was the universe. And the player was love.
曲终人散，黄粱一梦。玩家开始了新的梦境。玩家再次做起了梦，更好的梦。玩家就是宇宙。玩家就是爱。
You are the player.
你就是那个玩家。
Wake up.
该醒了。
——终末之诗
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