Chapter 6

chapter six Well, guys, pretty successful mission operation, huh? Indeed, Fist bumps. Friends feel the awesome

第六章伙计们，这次任务很成功吧？ 的确，碰拳。朋友们感觉很棒

Bardle doesn't seem to be enjoying this. He's not fist-bumping. He's not feeling the awesome. "Bardle?" I ask. "Why aren't you feeling the awesome?" "Yeah," June says. "We crushed that!" "Exactly!" I say as I give Bardle a big ol' slap on the back. Which, I discover, is a bad idea, just awful, 'cause in a flash... whoa, easy dude. A PALM TO THE BACK IS THE SIGN YOU WISH TO BATTLE TO THE DEATH. IS THAT WHAT YOU DESIRE?

巴德尔似乎不喜欢这样。 他没有碰拳。他感觉不到什么了不起。 “Bardle ?”我问。“你为什么不觉得很棒？”“是的，”琼说。 “我们打败了他们！”“完全正确!”我一边说，一边在巴德尔的背上狠狠地拍了一下。 我发现这是个坏主意，太糟糕了，因为在一瞬间… 淡定，老兄。掌心贴在背后，表示你愿意战斗至死。 这就是你想要的吗？

"Nope!" I say. "Totally not what I desire. In this dimension, a slap on the back just means, like, 'Hey, cool, good times, buddy—friendly back slaps!'" Bardle's confused. "You slap for friendliness?" "I mean—we don't say 'slap for friendliness' because that sounds deranged. It's just a—um—" I'm trying to figure out how to explain when I realize—hoo boy—my hand stings. It stings way worse than it should after a regular ol' friendly back slap. It feels like I jammed my hand into a flaming bonfire or grabbed a handful of red-hot coals. "Argh,"I moan, shaking my hand back and forth. Thankfully, Rover bounds over and showers my palm with cold slobber. The pain subsides some. "Thanks pal, needed that." Bardle grabs my wrist. Rover saliva splashes the ground as Bardle turns my hand over, examining it. He blinks quickly. "I suspect that using your blade to manipulate the undead

“不!”我说。“完全不是我想要的。 在这个维度中，拍拍后背的意思是，“嘿，酷，好时光，朋友友好的拍拍后背！”’”巴德尔很困惑。 “你为了友好打我耳光？”“我的意思是，我们不会说‘打耳光以示友好’，因为那听起来很疯狂。 我正想怎么解释，突然意识到——天啊——我的手有点刺痛。 在一个普通的友好的背部拍打之后，它比它应该疼得多。 感觉就像我把手塞进了熊熊燃烧的篝火里，或者抓住了一把烧红的煤。 “啊，”我呻吟着，前后摇晃着我的手。 谢天谢地，罗孚跳了过来，把冰冷的口水洒在我的手掌上。 疼痛减轻了一些。“谢谢你，伙计，我需要这个。” 巴德尔抓住我的手腕。当巴德尔把我的手翻过来检查时，漫游者的唾液溅到了地上。 他眨了眨眼睛。“我怀疑用你的剑来操纵不死族

causes it to become hot," he says. "So hot that wielding it becomes near impossible." June stops walking. She cocks her head. Looks me up and down. Then she brings up the ninety-pound Dozer in the room. "Yeah..." she says slowly. "We should probably talk about the craziness that went down back there." Quint's eyes are wide. "Jack," he says. "You controlled a zombie...." I kind of hoped no one would mention it, honestly. I feel a little numb. There's this feeling like yay, that was rad, but also kind of like yah, this is scary? "I, uh.... I guess I did," I say with a weird little shrug. Quint, Dirk, and June surround me. Like I'm a specimen at a laboratory. Like I'm some new Jack. Some different Jack. Then, all together, they explode—

导致它变热，”他说。 “热到几乎不可能使用它。” 琼停了下来。她歪着头。 上上下下打量我。然后她把90磅重的推土机带到房间里。 “是的……”她慢慢地说。 “我们或许应该谈谈那里发生的疯狂。” 昆特睁大了眼睛。“杰克，”他说。 “你控制了一个僵尸....” 说实话，我希望没人会提起这件事。 我觉得有点麻木。有一种感觉，嗯，那很酷，但也有点像，嗯，这很可怕？ “我,呃…我想是的，”我奇怪地耸耸肩说。 昆特、德克和琼围着我。 就像我是实验室里的一个标本。 好像我是新的杰克。不一样的杰克。 然后，它们一起爆炸

You have the bootleg version of the force. You got like powers, duod kind of weird, kind of rad. "Wait, wait, hold up," I stammer. "I feel like there's a bunch of undeserved credit here. I didn't do anything! The Slicer did! And the Slicer just happens to be mine! I mean, it's just a Little League bat!"

你有盗版版的原力。 你有超能力，有点怪，有点酷。 “等等，等等，等等，”我结结巴巴地说。 “我觉得这里有很多不应得的荣誉。 我什么都没做！切片机做到了！而切片机恰好是我的！我的意思是，这只是一个少年棒球联盟的球棒！”

Warmth creeps up my neck, across my cheeks. "Aww, he's blushing!" Quint says. June sees that I'm a big bit uncomfortable. Our eyes catch, then June winks at me. Super quickly, she says, "Yeah, but Jack will probably be lousy at the whole 'Slicer powers' thing anyway!" Which is, like, a jab at me. But also a way of removing everyone's feeling that wow, that was big. The teasing—it makes it all feel normal again. And I appreciate the crud out of June for it. "Look," I say. "I—uh—I felt the Slicer burn like that once before. With Ghazt, at the movie theater. But I didn't know it could do that...." My friends nod. Bardle's fingers trace his beard. It's quiet, and then— Zombie moans. Loud. "OK, enough raving about Jack's strange zombie-controlling ability. We must discuss them," Quint says, pointing behind us.

温暖爬上我的脖子，穿过我的脸颊。 “啊，他脸红了！”五度音说。 琼看出我有点不自在。 我们的目光相接，琼朝我眨了眨眼睛。 她很快地说：“是啊，但杰克可能对‘切片机能力’这件事很不在行！”这就像是在戳我。 但也是一种消除所有人的感觉的方式，哇，这很重要。 这种戏弄，让一切又恢复正常了。 我很感激六月的阴霾。 “看，”我说。"我以前也感觉过切片机烧成那样。 和Ghazt在电影院。 但我不知道它能做到....” 我的朋友们点头。巴德尔的手指摸着他的胡子。 很安静，然后——僵尸在呻吟。 大声。“好了，别说杰克控制僵尸的能力了。 我们必须讨论一下，”昆特指着我们身后说。