Chapter 19

chapter nineteen GET UP. "OK! I'M AWAKE!" I shout. "Just trying to help," Evie says with a shrug. I squint up at her. "Wha...? Was I... Am I alive?" "Nope. You're totally dead right now." "You're the worst," I say, slowly sitting up. Evie chuckles. "I don't know what you were doing. You were mumbling a lot. And then you weren't doing anything at all—just breathing and drooling—for, oh, six hours. I played a lot of Game Boy."

第十九章起来。“好吧!我醒了!”我喊。 “我只是想帮忙，”艾薇耸耸肩说。 我眯起眼睛看着她。“那…? 是我…我还活着吗？”“不。 你现在彻底完蛋了。” “你是最坏的。”我说着，慢慢地坐了起来。 艾维-笑着说。“我不知道你在做什么。 你一直在喃喃自语。然后你什么都没做，就只是呼吸和流口水，整整六个小时。 我经常玩Game Boy游戏。”

"SIX HOURS?" I exclaim. "But... No, that can't be... It was just a few minutes. Then the Mortar Monster screamed, because its self-destruct thing had finished—" "No. I finished it." "But... you ran away..." I look over at the Mortar Monster. It's dead—frozen, halfway through its folding-in-on-itself self-destruction. Evie's weapon juts out of it like a toothpick in a club sandwich. "I don't like you, Jack. But I didn't do anything when Bardle died. So I did something this time." I blink. "I don't like you, either, Evie."

“六个小时?”我惊叫。“但是…… 不，那不可能……就几分钟而已。 然后迫击炮怪物尖叫起来，因为它的自毁装置完成了——”“没有。 我完成了。”“但是……你跑掉了……” 我看着迫击炮怪兽。 它被冻死了，正在自我毁灭的过程中。 伊薇的武器从里面伸出来就像三明治里的牙签。 “我不喜欢你，杰克。但巴德尔死的时候我什么也没做。 所以这次我做了一些事情。” 我眨了眨眼。“我也不喜欢你，伊薇。”

Then suddenly everything I realized in the Nothing World comes flooding back to me. "Evie! The Howler is still alive! It's going to the Tower. I mean, it's controlling and taking the—" "Mallusk?" Evie asks, sounding surprised. "Yes! How'd you know I was gonna say that?" "Mallusk?!" Evie exclaims. "YES! But how'd you—" "No!" Evie exclaims, yanking me to my feet and turning me. The Mallusk is sliding and roaring, no longer a steady, all-powerful bulldozer of a beast. It jerks left, then right—thrashing in pain. And at the very front and center of the Mallusk— tiny, so tiny—something is happening. A burst of light. And then another. The Mallusk jerks again now, careening in our direction. And I see that it's Yursl up there, near the Mallusk's horns.

突然间，我在虚无世界中领悟到的一切都涌上心头。 “艾维!吼叫信还活着！它是开往伦敦塔的。 我的意思是，它控制着——”“Mallusk?”伊薇问，听起来很惊讶。 “是啊!你怎么知道我会这么说？”“Mallusk ? !”艾维声称。 “是啊!可是你怎么——““没有！”伊薇惊叫道，一把把我拽起来，把我转了个身。 马鲁斯克号正在滑行和咆哮，不再是一个稳定的，全能的野兽推土机。 它向左抽搐，然后在痛苦中向右抽搐。 而在马卢斯克号的正前方和中心——非常小，非常小——正在发生一些事情。 一阵亮光。然后是另一个。 “Mallusk”号又猛了一下，朝我们的方向倾斜。 我看到尤尔斯在上面，在马鹿的角附近。

VA-SHOOM! Swirling energy—pinks and blues—erupt from the spot where Yursl is standing. "The Howler!" I gasp— but then there is another energy flare, erupting outward, and I reel back as the Howler is exploded through the air— The Howler crashes to the ground, landing in a pile of gnarled, rusty train track. Yursl removed it from of the Mallusk's brain. Somehow. And destroyed it.

VA-SHOOM !漩涡般的能量——粉色和蓝色——从尤尔斯站着的地方爆发出来。 “吼!”我倒吸了一口气——但接着又有一股能量耀斑向外喷发，我后退了一下，因为吼叫信在空中爆炸了——吼叫信坠落在地上，落在一堆粗糙、生锈的铁轨上。 你从Mallusk的大脑里取出来的。 不知怎么的。然后毁了它。

Sure is nice to have a conjurer around. A thick storm of dirt fills the air as the Mallusk slides to a violent halt, like an airplane touching down with no landing gear. The Mallusk's front end is almost fully buried in the ground. And then my friends are rappelling down the mountain-sized monster. And they're racing toward me, across the tangle of corroded train tracks. Johnny Steve hurries after them, trying not to trip on his little spy trench coat. My head is spinning. I look to Evie—and she's just as confused as I am. "Hey, friend!" Quint cries. "What are you...? How are you...?" I start, but that's all I get out before June slams into me, lifting me off my feet, and Dirk and Quint are joining in. "The Mallusk? You guys?" I manage to squeak out through Dirk's bear hug. "How any of it? ALL OF IT?!" "I believe I can best answer that," Johnny Steve says, sounding like Sherlock Holmes, He gives Evie a quick nod, then adjusts her coat. He pats its side, beating out some of the dust that has gathered. Evie flicks his hand away. "Now!" Johnny Steve begins. "Allow me to regale you with a story. I will do my best to recall the details exactly as I remember them."

有个魔术师在身边真好。 空气中弥漫着厚厚的泥土风暴，马鲁斯克号陡然停住，就像一架没有起落架的飞机着陆一样。 Mallusk号的前端几乎完全埋在地下。 然后我的朋友们沿着山一般大小的怪物绳降。 他们穿过锈迹斑斑的铁轨向我奔来。 约翰尼·史蒂夫赶在他们后面，尽量不被他的小间谍风衣绊倒。 我头晕目眩。我看着伊薇——她和我一样困惑。 “喂,朋友!”五胞胎哭。 “你在干什么……？”你好吗？”我开始了，但在琼撞到我之前，我只能说这么多，把我抬起来，德克和昆特也加入了进来。 “Mallusk ?你们呢?”我设法从德克的熊抱中挣脱出来。 “怎么回事？”全部？！”“我相信我能最好地回答这个问题，”约翰尼·史蒂夫说，声音听起来像夏洛克·福尔摩斯。他迅速点了点头，然后整理了一下她的外套。 他拍了拍它的侧面，拍掉了一些聚集在上面的灰尘。 伊薇拨开他的手。 “现在!”约翰尼·史蒂夫开始说。 “请允许我讲个故事给你听。 我会尽我最大的努力回忆起我所记得的细节。”

"Buddy," June says. "There's not time for But Johnny Steve just cocks an eyebrow, grins, and begins narrating the tale of JOHNNY STEVE: SPY GUY! You see, from the start I was worried about the chances of the good guys winning. After Jack's poor first day, I knew I had to act.

“伙计，”琼说。“没有时间……但是约翰尼·史蒂夫只是扬起眉毛，咧嘴一笑，开始讲述约翰尼·史蒂夫的故事：间谍！”你看，从一开始我就担心好人获胜的可能性。 在杰克糟糕的第一天之后，我知道我必须采取行动。