Chapter 17

chapter seventeen Our parents could possibly be there in danger. We still have time to save them. We need to go fight Thrall RIGHT NOW. "Uh, can I talk to you guys in private?" I whisper, throwing Ry.k a winning smile, then dragging my friends away. "Dude," Dirk says, "what are you—"

第十七章我们的父母可能在那里有危险。 我们还有时间救他们。 我们得马上去和萨尔战斗。 “我能私下跟你们谈谈吗”我低声说，向瑞克投去一个胜利的微笑，然后拖着我的朋友们离开。 “老兄，”德克说，“你在干什么——”

"We can't go to the Tower yet." June and Quint look at me like I have a monster octopus tentacle for a hand. "Excuse me?" June says. "Every second we waste is another second my parents might be in danger!" "You know just as well as I do," I say, "that the goo-slime isn't strong enough. Not for the Tower. Not even close." June scowls—I think she's about to launch into her next argument when, luckily, Ry.k interrupts. "Goo-slime?" "Of my creation!" Quint says, turning. He's so proud that he hurries over to Ry.k. Zero fear. He explains what it is, what it does to Thrull's vines, and how he made it. He even produces a small vial to show him. Ry.k reaches into a snack bucket, fishes around for another rodent furball, finds one, then hurls it at a nearby monster playing Pac- Man. "Werbert!"

“我们还不能去伦敦塔。” 琼和昆特看我的眼神就好像我的手长了一只章鱼似的。 “对不起?”6月说。“我们每浪费一秒钟，我父母就可能多一秒钟处于危险之中！”“你和我一样清楚，”我说，“黏液不够强。 不是为了伦敦塔。还差得远呢。” 琼愁眉苦脸——我想她正要开始下一场争论，幸运的是，ryk打断了她。 “Goo-slime ?”“是我创造的！”昆特转过身说。 他非常自豪，急忙跑到ryk那里。 零的恐惧。他解释了这是什么，它对Thrull的藤蔓有什么影响，以及他是如何制作的。 他甚至拿出一个小瓶子给他看。 ryk把手伸进一个零食桶里，四处寻找另一个啮齿动物的毛球，找到了一个，然后把它扔向附近一个玩吃豆人的怪物。 “Werbert !”

Werbert looks up from the machine, realizes his boss is waiting on him, and quickly slithers over. He smells even worse than he looks. "You!" Ry.k barks, pointing at Quint. "Show Werbert your so-called goo-slime." Werbert extends a long, snake-like arm. Quint pours some into Werbert's palm, and the monster shivers from the cold substance. "Oooh!" Werbert croons, running a wormy finger across the goo-slime. "Fascinating."

Werbert从机器上抬起头来，意识到他的老板正在等他，于是迅速滑了过去。 他的气味比他的长相更糟。 “你!”ryk叫道，指着昆特。 “让Werbert看看你所谓的黏液。” Werbert伸出一条长长的，像蛇一样的手臂。 昆特倒了一些到韦伯特的手掌里，怪物被冰冷的物质吓得发抖。 “噢!”韦伯特低声哼着歌，用一根长满虫子的手指抹着粘稠的黏液。 “有意思。”

Then, suddenly, Werbert begins retching. It's the loudest barf I've ever heard. He hacks and wheezes until he coughs up, from somewhere deep inside his body, a small jar. "Gnarly," Dirk whispers. Inside the jar is a severed vine. Werbert pours some of Quint's goo-slime into the jar. The vine writhes and sizzles but remains intact. In the past. My goose lame completely destroyed the vines, but recently it has not been nearly as effective. THAT IS BECAUSE THE VINES GROW STRONGER EVERY DAY. YOUR GOOSE LIME IS NO LONGER POTENT ENOUGH, "But, behold..." Werbert says. We stand back as the worm monster retches once more, this time coughing up a glob of

然后，突然，韦伯特开始干呕。 这是我听过的最大声的呕吐声。 他不停地喘息，直到从身体深处咳出一个小罐子。 “粗糙。”德克低声说。罐子里有一根断了的藤蔓。 韦伯特往罐子里倒了一些昆特的黏液。 藤蔓扭动着，嘶嘶作响，但仍然完好无损。 在过去。我的鹅腿完全摧毁了藤蔓，但最近它已经不那么有效了。 这是因为藤蔓一天比一天强壮。 你的鹅酸橙不再有足够的效力，“但是，看…” Werbert说。我们退后一步，看着那只蠕虫怪物再一次干呕，这次咳出了一团

slime. It resembles goo-slime, only it's thicker and brighter; in fact, it glows with such neon brightness that it's hard to look directly at it. "I call it .h.u.g..t Spit," Werbert says. "In your tongue, it is something like 'ULTRAPOTENT, ALL-NATURAL, ORGANIC GOO.'" "It's like Ultra-Slime," Quint says softly, eyeing the stuff with awe. "Oooh, organic? I bet they charge double for that," I say. Werbert pours a single drop into the jar. The vine instantly bubbles, sizzles, then melts. All that's left is brown paste and ash.

黏液。它很像黏液，只是更粘稠、更明亮；事实上，它的亮度如此之高，以至于很难直接看到它。 “我把它叫做……不要吐痰，”韦伯特说。 “在你的舌头上，它就像是‘超高效、全天然、有机的粘稠物’。“就像超级黏液，”昆特轻声说，敬畏地看着这些东西。 “噢,有机?我敢打赌他们要双倍的钱。”我说。 韦伯特往罐子里倒了一滴。 葡萄藤瞬间起泡，嘶嘶作响，然后融化。 剩下的只有棕色的糊状物和灰烬。

It destroyed it instantly. Wow, A super weapon. "Can I get a small taste?" Dirk asks. We all gape at him, and his cheeks turn pink. "Y'know, just to compare with the old stuff..." he says. "I got an iron belly. Comes from my dad. He was a poison tester for the army. Called him 'Steel Stomach Savage.'" "Before he was a Universal Warrior?" I ask.

它瞬间摧毁了它。 哇，超级武器。“我能尝一小口吗？”德克问道。 我们都目瞪口呆地看着他，他的脸都红了。 “你知道，只是为了和旧的东西比较……” 他说。“我有铁肚子。 来自我爸爸。他是军队的毒药测试员。 叫他“钢胃野蛮人”。“在他成为宇宙战士之前？”我问。