Chapter 1

INTO THE GAME MINECRAFT WOODSWORD CHRONICLES

进入游戏我的木剑编年史

Frologue HOW TO START A STORY WITH A CLIFFHANGER! Four figures stood huddled around a single torch. It was the only source of light in the underground burrow. And they all knew that monsters could not spawn in the light. "IT'S TOO CROWDED IN HERE." said one figure. "WE CAN DIG DEEPER." said the second figure, who was holding a pickaxe. "I COULD MAKE THE BURROW BIGGER."

如何用悬念开始一个故事！四个人挤在一个火把旁。 这是地下洞穴里唯一的光源。 他们都知道怪物是不能在光中产卵的。 “这里太挤了。” 一个人影说。“我们可以深入挖掘。” 第二个拿着鹤嘴锄的身影说。 “我可以把洞穴弄大一点。”

"NO. WE CAN'T RISK IT." said the third figure, who had crafted both the pickaxe and the torch. "I DON'T HAVE THE MATERIALS TO MAKE ANY MORE TOOLS. AND IF WE DIG TOO FAR. WE MIGHT HIT A CAVE OR A MINESHAFT. THAT MIGHT LET THE MONSTERS IN AND—"

“没有。我们不能冒这个险。”第三个人影说，他制作了鹤嘴锄和火把。 “我没有制造更多工具的材料。 如果我们挖得太深。我们可能会撞到洞穴或矿井。 那可能会让怪物进来，然后——”

The speakers went silent. They all heard it. Something out there was moaning. All four of them stood absolutely still. After what seemed like forever, the moaning moved on. Everyone made eye contact. They nodded when they agreed it was gone. "I WANT TO PINCH MYSELF TO SEE IF I'M DREAMING." one of them said, holding up a blocky hand, "BUT I DON'T HAVE ANY FINGERS HERE." Here meant in Minecraft. As impossible as it seemed, the four of them were inside their favorite video game. Really inside it. Living it. Minecraft was real. That sounded like a good thing, but there was a problem: They didn't know how to get back home to the real world.

演讲者沉默了。他们都听到了。 外面有什么东西在呻吟。 他们四个人都一动不动地站着。 似乎过了很长一段时间，呻吟声又继续了。 每个人都有眼神交流。 他们点头表示同意它不见了。 “我想掐一下自己，看看我是不是在做梦。” 其中一个说，举起一只粗壮的手，“但是我这里没有手指。” 这里指的是《我的世界》。尽管看起来不可能，但他们四个人都在他们最喜欢的电子游戏里。 真的在里面。住它。 我的世界是真实的。这听起来像是一件好事，但有一个问题：他们不知道如何回到现实世界。