A bed that traverses countless worlds

"Next, it's time to go to the interstellar trading market and get some good stuff!" Lin Yu lay on the bed, maneuvering it to fly into the depths of space.

The interstellar trading market was bustling with activity. All sorts of strange alien merchants crowded the trading hall, their shouts and haggling filling the air.

Lin Yu looked around and saw nothing but "talented people," but unfortunately, all the good stuff was monopolized.

This interstellar tycoon is quick on his feet; he snatched up all the good resources ahead of time!

How is this still playing?

Lin Yu felt a surge of irritation, as if he had swallowed a fly.

"Hey, isn't this our 'anti-corruption fighter' Lin Yu?" A strange voice came from behind.

Without even looking, I know it's that despicable and shameless interstellar tycoon!

He had a large belly and was surrounded by a group of bodyguards, looking arrogant and haughty.

"What, trying to snag a bargain too? Too bad, I've already bought all the good stuff!"

The interstellar tycoon deliberately raised his voice, drawing curious glances from the surrounding businessmen.

He continued, "I heard Mr. Lin's goods come from dubious sources, so everyone should be careful not to be scammed!" Good heavens, this is blatant slander!

Lin Yu, that old bastard, is really cunning!

"Heh," Lin Yu sneered, "I, Lin, am upright and honest, unlike some people who do nothing but petty theft!"

"You!" The interstellar tycoon was so angry his face turned green, his finger trembling as he pointed at Lin Yu. "Don't you dare slander me!"

"Slandering people?" Lin Yu's lips curled into a playful smile. "I heard..." He paused deliberately, looked around, and lowered his voice, "I heard..." "I heard... there are people who like to hoard goods and disrupt market order!" Lin Yu's voice was not loud, but it was firm and resounding, and the surrounding merchants nodded in agreement.

The interstellar tycoon's face turned even uglier, as if he had swallowed a dead fly.

"Hmph! Empty words are meaningless!" The interstellar tycoon snorted coldly and turned to leave.

He thought Lin Yu would back down, so he sent one of his men to pose as a merchant to investigate Lin Yu's background.

"Hey buddy, I've seen you wandering around here for ages. What are you looking to buy?" The henchman was putting on quite a show, looking all honest and simple.

Lin Yu saw through his disguise at a glance and chuckled inwardly: With acting skills like this, you think you can fool me?

He pretended to be deep in thought, stroking his chin as he said, "Sigh, the market hasn't been doing well lately. All the good stuff is monopolized. It's tough!"

"That's right!" the subordinate quickly chimed in. "I heard that the wealthy interstellar merchants have bought up all the good stuff, leaving us small merchants with nothing but scraps!"

Lin Yu's lips curled up slightly: "Soup? I don't think there will even be any soup! This old man is clearly trying to bankrupt us all!"

"That's right!" the subordinate echoed excitedly, secretly pleased: This kid is really going to chicken out!

“However…” Lin Yu changed the subject, “I think what this market lacks is not good products, but rather…” He paused deliberately, whetting the other party’s appetite.

"What is it?" the subordinate asked eagerly.

"It's creativity!" Lin Yu slapped the bed and said decisively, "The market needs innovation, it needs new products! Old things that cling to the past will be eliminated sooner or later!"

His subordinates were stunned and didn't react for a long time.

Lin Yu's words made him feel like an idiot.

After he returned, he relayed Lin Yu's words verbatim to the interstellar tycoon.

Upon hearing this, the interstellar tycoon nearly fainted from anger: "Creativity? This kid's playing me!"

Meanwhile, the small business owners around him began to look at Lin Yu with new respect.

"This young man has some ideas!" "Yeah, the old interstellar tycoon mentality is so outdated!"

Lin Yu lay on the bed, a mysterious smile playing on his lips.

He had long ago discovered that although the interstellar market was full of a wide variety of goods, they were actually highly homogenized and lacked innovation.

He contacted several small suppliers and customized a batch of unique products, preparing to make a big splash.

A few days later, Lin Yu's product caused a sensation as soon as it hit the market.

With its novel design and low price, it quickly captured market share.

Upon seeing this, the interstellar tycoon turned ashen with rage, yet was utterly helpless.

Lin Yu lay on the bed, leisurely counting his interstellar coins, a smug look on his face.

"It seems this game is getting more and more interesting..." Lin Yu said softly, his gaze drifting to the dazzling starry sky outside the window.

Suddenly, a communication request came in...

The communication request came from a businesswoman whose sweet voice rang in Lin Yu's ears: "Darling, well done! You've got those old guys completely fooled!" Looking at her, Lin Yu felt a warm current surge in his heart, and a smile unconsciously appeared on his lips.

Seeing their affectionate display, the surrounding merchants couldn't help but look on with envy, whispering among themselves, "What a perfect match, a match made in heaven!"

Just when everyone thought Lin Yu would press his advantage and make a fortune, he made an unexpected move.

He shared a portion of his profits with the small business owners who had helped him in the past.

"Let's all get rich together!" Lin Yu said with a smile. "We should all make money together. Sharing happiness is worse than enjoying it alone!" This move left the surrounding businessmen dumbfounded and earned Lin Yu more respect in the interstellar business world.

"Mr. Lin is such a righteous man!" "Following Mr. Lin, you're guaranteed to have a good life!" Praises poured in, but Lin Yu just smiled slightly, already having a much longer-term plan in mind.

At the banquet celebrating the successful transaction, the atmosphere was lively and cheerful, with toasts and laughter filling the air.

Lin Yu raised his glass to toast everyone, but a faint sense of unease lingered in his heart.

Just then, a mysterious message was transmitted to his terminal.

"The president of the alien merchant guild is secretly gathering forces, and the target... is unknown." Lin Yu's expression instantly turned serious. He put down his wine glass and frowned.

"It seems the real show is just beginning..." he muttered to himself, a sharp glint in his eyes.

The businesswoman noticed his unusual behavior and asked with concern, "What's wrong, darling?" Lin Yu shook his head and said casually, "It's nothing, just a small problem, I'll solve it soon." He didn't want the businesswoman to worry, but the unease in his heart grew stronger.

Suddenly, Lin Yu's terminal vibrated again, and a new message popped up. It was only a few words long, but it made his heart sink: "Target... Chamber of Commerce's confidential warehouse..." Lin Yu stood up abruptly, grabbed his coat, and said urgently to the businesswoman, "I have urgent business to attend to. You go back first!" After saying that, he rushed out of the banquet hall without looking back and disappeared into the vast night.

"Wait for me!" the businesswoman cried anxiously, but she only saw Lin Yu's departing figure...

Where exactly is he going?