真的没多少人呢

没人啊 终末之诗
I see the player you mean.
我看到你所指的那位玩家了。
[Playername]?
[玩家名称]?
Yes. Take care. It has reached a higherlevel now. It can read our thoughts.
是的。小心。它已达到了更高的境界。它能够阅读我们的思想。
That doesn't matter. It thinks we arepart of the game.
无伤大雅。它认为我们是游戏的一部分。
I like this player. It played well. Itdid not give up.
我喜欢这个玩家。它玩得很好。它从未放弃。
It is reading our thoughts as though theywere words on a screen.
它以屏幕上出现的文字的形式阅读着我们的思想。
That is how it chooses to imagine manythings, when it is deep in the dream of a game.
在它深陷游戏梦境中时，它总以这种方式想象出形形色色的事物。
Words make a wonderful interface. Veryflexible. And less terrifying than staring at the reality behindthe screen.
文字是种美妙的界面。非常灵活。且比凝视着屏幕后的现实要更好。
They used to hear voices. Before playerscould read. Back in the days when those who did not play called theplayers witches, and warlocks. And players dreamed they flewthrough the air, on sticks powered by demons.
它们也曾经听到过声音。在玩家能够阅读之前。君不见那些不曾游玩的人们称呼玩家为女巫，和术士。而玩家们梦见它们自己乘坐在被恶魔施力的棍子上，在空气中翱翔。
What did this player dream?
这个玩家梦见了

我是中学生

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我是初中的，啦啦啦！