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It was the same hill, and yet not the same. | 山还是那座山,却又今非昔比。 |
This time it was not an Informational Illusion. This was Krikkit itself and they were standing on it. Near them, behind the trees, stood the strange Italian restaurant which had brought these, their real bodies, to this, the real, present world of Krikkit. | 这次,它不再是幻影。他们真的站在版求星上。树丛中,停着他们的交通工具——那间古怪的意大利饭馆。他们就这样,来到真实的版求星上。 |
The strong grass under their feet was real, the rich soil real too. The heady fragrances from the tree, too, were real. The night was real night. | 脚下茂密的草地是真的,肥沃的土壤是真的,树丛那醉人的香气,也是真的。黑夜,同样是真的。 |
Krikkit. | 版求星。 |
Possibly the most dangerous place in the Galaxy for anyone who isn’t a Krikkiter to stand. The place that could not countenance the existence of any other place, whose charming, delightful, intelligent inhabitants would howl with fear, savagery and murderous hate when confronted with anyone not their own. | 这儿,也许是银河系中最危险的地方了——只要你不是版求人。这儿的人们仇视一切外人。哪怕见到一个外人,这些可爱、快乐、智慧的居民们便会立即发出恐惧、狂暴和怨毒的嚎叫。 |
Arthur shuddered. | 阿瑟打了个冷战。 |
Slartibartfast shuddered. | 司拉提巴特法斯打了个冷战。 |
Ford, surprisingly, shuddered. | 福特竟然也打了个冷战。 |
It was not surprising that he shuddered, it was surprising that he was there at all. But when they had returned Zaphod to his ship Ford had felt unexpectedly shamed into not running away. | 他打冷战还不算希奇,最希奇的是他竟然来了。不过,在送走赞福德之后,福特突然很后悔自己没跑。 |
Wrong, he thought to himself, wrong wrong wrong. He hugged to himself one of the Zap guns with which they had armed themselves out of Zaphod’s armoury. | 不该啊。他心里念叨着。不该啊不该啊。他紧紧握住手中的暴杀枪。他们每人都在赞福德的军械库里取了一支。 |
Trillian shuddered, and frowned as she looked into the sky. | 崔莉安打了个冷战,皱起眉头仰望着天空。 |
This, too, was not the same. It was no longer blank and empty. | 天空,同样今非昔比。它不再空无一物。 |
Whilst the countryside around them had changed little in the two thousand years of the Krikkit wars, and the mere five years that had elapsed locally since Krikkit was sealed in its Slo-Time envelope ten billion years ago, the sky was dramatically different. | 经过两千年的版求战争,又经过封在封皮里的一百亿年(当地时间:五年),版求星的地貌景观并无太大的改变。倒是天空,变得大不一样了。 |
Dim lights and heavy shapes hung in it. | 天上,有微弱的光和大块的阴影。 |
High in the sky, where no Krikkiter ever looked, were the War Zones, the Robot Zones huge warships and tower blocks floating in the Nil-O-Grav fields far above the idyllic pastoral lands of the surface of Krikkit. | 在那版求人从来不看的天上,布置着战争区,机器人区——那儿有巨型战船,有悬浮的塔楼。这片无人区,就这样漂浮在田园牧歌般的版求星上空。 |
Trillian stared at them and thought. | 崔莉安望着这一切。陷入沉思。 |
Trillian, whispered Ford Prefect to her. | “崔莉安。”福特小声叫她。 |
Yes? she said. | “嗯?”她说。 |
What are you doing? | “你在干嘛?” |
Thinking. | “想事情。” |
Chapter 27
It was the same hill, and yet not the same.
This time it was not an Informational Illusion. This was Krikkit itself and they were standing on it. Near them, behind the trees, stood the strange Italian restaurant which had brought these, their real bodies, to this, the real, present world of Krikkit.
The strong grass under their feet was real, the rich soil real too. The heady fragrances from the tree, too, were real. The night was real night.
Krikkit.
Possibly the most dangerous place in the Galaxy for anyone who isn’t a Krikkiter to stand. The place that could not countenance the existence of any other place, whose charming, delightful, intelligent inhabitants would howl with fear, savagery and murderous hate when confronted with anyone not their own.
Arthur shuddered.
Slartibartfast shuddered.
Ford, surprisingly, shuddered.
It was not surprising that he shuddered, it was surprising that he was there at all. But when they had returned Zaphod to his ship Ford had felt unexpectedly shamed into not running away.
Wrong, he thought to himself, wrong wrong wrong. He hugged to himself one of the Zap guns with which they had armed themselves out of Zaphod’s armoury.
Trillian shuddered, and frowned as she looked into the sky.
This, too, was not the same. It was no longer blank and empty.
Whilst the countryside around them had changed little in the two thousand years of the Krikkit wars, and the mere five years that had elapsed locally since Krikkit was sealed in its Slo-Time envelope ten billion years ago, the sky was dramatically different.
Dim lights and heavy shapes hung in it.
High in the sky, where no Krikkiter ever looked, were the War Zones, the Robot Zones huge warships and tower blocks floating in the Nil-O-Grav fields far above the idyllic pastoral lands of the surface of Krikkit.
Trillian stared at them and thought.
Trillian, whispered Ford Prefect to her.
Yes? she said.
What are you doing?
Thinking.
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山还是那座山,却又今非昔比。
这次,它不再是幻影。他们真的站在版求星上。树丛中,停着他们的交通工具——那间古怪的意大利饭馆。他们就这样,来到真实的版求星上。
脚下茂密的草地是真的,肥沃的土壤是真的,树丛那醉人的香气,也是真的。黑夜,同样是真的。
版求星。
这儿,也许是银河系中最危险的地方了——只要你不是版求人。这儿的人们仇视一切外人。哪怕见到一个外人,这些可爱、快乐、智慧的居民们便会立即发出恐惧、狂暴和怨毒的嚎叫。
阿瑟打了个冷战。
司拉提巴特法斯打了个冷战。
福特竟然也打了个冷战。
他打冷战还不算希奇,最希奇的是他竟然来了。不过,在送走赞福德之后,福特突然很后悔自己没跑。
不该啊。他心里念叨着。不该啊不该啊。他紧紧握住手中的暴杀枪。他们每人都在赞福德的军械库里取了一支。
崔莉安打了个冷战,皱起眉头仰望着天空。
天空,同样今非昔比。它不再空无一物。
经过两千年的版求战争,又经过封在封皮里的一百亿年(当地时间:五年),版求星的地貌景观并无太大的改变。倒是天空,变得大不一样了。
天上,有微弱的光和大块的阴影。
在那版求人从来不看的天上,布置着战争区,机器人区——那儿有巨型战船,有悬浮的塔楼。这片无人区,就这样漂浮在田园牧歌般的版求星上空。
崔莉安望着这一切。陷入沉思。
“崔莉安。”福特小声叫她。
“嗯?”她说。
“你在干嘛?”
“想事情。”