37 To the Tower!

37 To the Tower! "We need to go and find the others," said Rockwell excitedly. "We have to tell them that 72 is alive and well. Little-Bit is going to lose her mind!" The robot's miraculous resurrection had nudged his anxiety about 67 to the back of his mind. "Yes, you're right," agreed Josephine. "The reasons to celebrate just keep on coming, it seems. Come on then, let's head over to the Rainbow Lake and find them. The refilling must be underway by now. I must admit, I can't wait to see the lake again, in all its rainbow-coloured glory. I might even go for a dip!" The three of them made their way back to the lift, took the short ride up to the ground floor, and then walked straight

37 前往高塔！ “我们得去找其他人，”洛克威尔兴奋地说。 “我们得告诉他们，72还好好活着。 小不点肯定会疯掉的！” 机器人奇迹般复活，把他对67的担忧挤到了脑后。 “没错，你说得对，”约瑟芬赞同道。 “看来值得庆祝的好事一桩接一桩啊。 那走吧，我们去彩虹湖找他们。 现在湖水肯定都快灌满了。 说实话，我已经等不及再看看那座湖，看看它满是彩虹光彩的模样。 我说不定还进去泡个澡呢！” 三人动身回到电梯，很快乘电梯到了一楼，接着径直

out of the Spire's south-facing double- doorway. As expected, they were greeted by a cacophony of noise. "Sounds like everyone is having a great time," said Rockwell. He couldn't wait to find Peanut and join the celebrations with her. He found himself really missing her, even though the pain caused by what she'd said still lingered. "Hmmm," said Josephine, "I'm not sure they're cheers. They sound more like screams. Hang on, where is everyone?" Rockwell looked through the opening in the crayon fence. Josephine was right. He couldn't see anyone either. Just a line of RAZERs, shoulder to shoulder, with their backs to him. "That's strange," he said. "I can hear them, but I can't see them." "Something's wrong," said Josephine. Quick! Follow me. The three of them sped over to the watchtower covered in speakers and darted Inside.

走出尖塔朝南的双开大门。 不出所料，迎接他们的是一阵嘈杂的喧闹声。 “听起来大家都玩得很开心，”洛克威尔说。 他迫不及待想找到皮纳特，和她一起参加庆祝。 他发现自己真的很想念她，哪怕她当初说的话带来的伤痛还没消散。 “唔，”约瑟芬说，“我觉得这不是欢呼声。 听起来更像是尖叫。 等等，大家都去哪儿了？” 洛克威尔透过蜡笔围栏的缝隙望过去。 约瑟芬说得没错。 他也一个人都没看到。 只看到一排锐泽机器人肩并肩站着，背对着他。 “这太奇怪了，”他说。 “我能听到声音，却看不到人。” “不对劲，”约瑟芬说。 快！ 跟我来。 三人飞快冲向那座装着喇叭的瞭望塔，冲了进去。

"We should get a good view of the lake from the lookout window," said Josephine as they ran up the stairs. And she was right. They had a great view. But what they saw was far from great! There were RAZERs lined up along the north and south banks of the lake and along the two drawbridges to Rockwell and Josephine's east and west, forming a huge robotic square. And the lake wasn't full of the beautiful, twinkly rainbow-coloured water they had expected to see. Instead, it was full of... people! The citizens of Chroma, to be precise. And, what's more, the citizens appeared to be trapped by a mesh of parallel steel cables that spanned the whole thing. They were caged! "What on earth is going on?" said a baffled Rockwell. I don't know," replied Josephine, "but whatever it is, it's not good." At that very moment, a heavily amplified voice began to blast out of the speakers attached to the tower, almost deafening them. "GREETINGS, CITIZENS," said the tinny voice. "WHAT A LOVELY DAY FOR A DIP. HOW ARE YOU ALL ENJOYING THE CELEBRATIONS SO FAR?" "Wait. I think that's... 67," said Rockwell. He suddenly felt queasy as he remembered the conversation between the robot and Alan that he'd heard back in the control room.

“从瞭望窗往下看，应该能清楚看到湖面，”约瑟芬边跑上楼梯边说。 她说得没错。 他们的确拥有开阔的好视野。 可眼前看到的景象却糟透了！ 锐泽机器人排成队列，分布在湖的南北两岸，以及洛克威尔和约瑟芬东西两侧的两座吊桥上，围成了一个巨大的机器人包围圈。 而且湖里根本不是他们预想中漂亮闪亮的彩虹色湖水。 相反，湖里挤满了……人！ 准确来说，全是柯洛玛城的市民。 更糟的是，市民们都被一张横跨整个湖面的平行钢索网困住了。 他们被关起来了！ “这到底是怎么回事？”满脸困惑的洛克威尔说道。 “我不知道，”约瑟芬回答，“但不管发生什么，肯定不是好事。” 就在这时，塔上的喇叭突然传出被放大数倍的声音，差点把他们震聋。 “各位市民，你们好，”沙哑的电子声说道。 “今天可真是泡澡的好天气。 大家到现在都玩得开心吗？” “等等。 我想这是……67，”洛克威尔说。 他突然一阵恶心，想起了之前在控制室听到的机器人和艾伦的对话。

"...OH, I SHOULD PROBABLY TELL YOU THAT THERE'S BEEN A SLIGHT CHANGE OF PLAN: I AM IN CHARGE NOW NOT THOSE PATHETIC MARKMAKERS AND THEIR SO-CALLED RESISTANCE!" "Oh no," gasped Rockwell, starting to panic. "I was right!" "THIS IS, INDEED, A MARVELLOUS CELEBRATION OF CREATIVITY. BUT THE THING IS, CREATIVITY CAN TAKE MANY FORMS. ISN'T THAT RIGHT, MR WHITE, WHEREVER YOU ARE?" Rockwell scanned the crowd, looking for a white hat. He couldn't see one. "...I HAVE TO SAY THAT I UNDERSTOOD THE FACT THAT MOST HUMANS KNOW NOTHING, BUT IT HAS BEEN EASIER TO FOOL YOU THAN I EVER COULD HAVE PREDICTED!" They watched in horror as the rest of the scene played out. All of their friends, each and every member of the Resistance, apart from the three of them, was trapped in the lake. "This is bad," said Josephine. "67 has control of the entire RAZER army! I've got a terrible feeling that their intentions aren't quite what we thought they were when we granted them that power. Look! All of the robots" eyes are red! That explains what happened with 326 and 405 back in the surgery. "But why wasn't 72 affected?" asked Rockwell. "We must have got them back online after 67 triggered the

“……哦，我不妨告诉你们，计划稍微变了一下：现在这里由我说了算，不再是那些可悲的铸印师和他们所谓的抵抗组织了！” “哦不，”洛克威尔倒吸一口凉气，开始慌了。 “我猜得没错！” “这的确是一场歌颂创造力的绝妙庆典。 不过问题在于，创造力可以有很多种形式。 我说得对不对，怀特先生，不管你躲在哪儿？” 洛克威尔扫过人群，寻找那顶白帽子。 他什么都没找到。 “……我得说，我早就知道大多数人类一无所知，可骗你们比我预想的容易太多了！” 他们满心恐惧，看着眼前的悲剧慢慢展开。 所有他们的朋友，抵抗组织的每一个成员，除了他们三个，全都被困在了湖里。 “情况很糟，”约瑟芬说。 “67控制了整支锐泽机器人军队！ 我有种不好的预感，我们给机器人权力的时候，根本想不到他们会打这种坏主意。 看！ 所有机器人的眼睛都是红色的！ 这就解释了之前手术室里326和405的异常了。 “可为什么72没有被影响呢？”洛克威尔问道。 “我们肯定是在67触发了那个

protocol," said Josephine. "Luckily, 72 wasn't on the system when it happened." "...AND WHERE, I WONDER, IS PEANUT JONES?" boomed 67's voice over the speakers. "COME OUT, MEDIUM- SIZED HUMAN, WHEREVER YOU ARE..." Rockwell squinted. He could just about make out Peanut's bright orange topknot on the far side of the lake. My bestfriend in the whole wide world is in serious danger of getting badly hurt, he thought, his heart pounding in his ears. And here I am about to watch it happen. "...AH, THERE YOU ARE. NOW THEN. BE A GOOD MEDIUM-SIZED HUMAN, AND GIVE ME THE PENCIL." "Little Tail!" shouted Rockwell. "Josephine, we have to do something!"

协议后，帮72重新连上线了，”约瑟芬说。 “幸运的是，出事的时候72还没接入系统。” “……我很好奇，皮纳特·琼斯在哪儿呢？” 67的声音透过喇叭隆隆响起。 “出来吧，中等身材的人类，不管你躲在哪儿……” 洛克威尔眯起眼睛。 他好不容易才在湖对岸看清皮纳特亮橙色的顶髻。 我全世界最好的朋友正面临重伤的危险，他想着，心脏砰砰狂跳，耳朵里全是心跳声。 而我就要眼睁睁看着坏事发生了。 “……啊，你在这儿。 听好了。 乖乖做个中等身材的人类，把铅笔给我。’” “小尾巴！”洛克威尔大喊。 “约瑟芬，我们得做点什么！”