A bed that traverses countless worlds

With the survival guide he obtained from the ancient temple, Lin Yu maneuvered the bed slowly toward the heart of the desert.

The air in the desert was thick with a dry, heavy scent, as if warning of impending danger.

He gripped the survival guide tightly, his heart filled with hope and determination.

However, at that moment, the sky in the distance suddenly darkened, and a powerful energy fluctuation came from the depths of the desert, like some kind of ominous omen.

Lin Yu's expression immediately turned serious. He keenly sensed that the situation was not good and quickly scanned his surroundings, looking for a possible place to take refuge.

"Damn it, how could it be so fast!" Lin Yu cursed under his breath, quickly severing his relaxed expression and staring intently into the darkness ahead.

Suddenly, a gale swept in, and the sandstorm, like a giant monster, rapidly approached, accompanied by a low and mournful howl, as if it wanted to devour everything.

Lin Yu was thrown about by the sandstorm, the sand on the bed like sharp blades cutting across his skin, the stinging sensation quickly spreading throughout his body.

He gripped the handrail by the bed, trying to steady himself, but the force of the gale was so great that it almost overturned him and the bed.

"Damn sandstorm, how can it be so strong! My soul power is being blown away too!" Lin Yu gritted his teeth, extremely anxious.

He felt his soul power gradually weakening under the onslaught of the sandstorm, like a candle flame about to be extinguished.

He took a deep breath, tried to concentrate, and used the methods from the survival guide he had learned to try to steady his soul.

"No—we—can't—give up!" Lin Yu's face was filled with determination, his eyes burning like flames as he stared intently into the darkness ahead.

Just then, a familiar voice suddenly rang out—

"Lin Yu, come with me!" Lin Yu gripped the edge of the bed tightly, feeling as if he was about to be thrown off.

This isn't a sandstorm, it's a giant juicer, trying to squeeze and grind his soul dry!

"Damn! This wind is so weird!" He couldn't help but curse, mobilizing all his soul power, desperately resisting as if he were grabbing a lifeline in the ocean.

The sandstorm was like it was on fire, one wave after another, giving him no chance to catch his breath.

Lin Yu felt his soul power draining away like a phone battery, and it was about to shut down.

"Hang in there! Think about your shopping cart from Singles' Day, think about the novel you haven't finished reading, think about the SSR you haven't drawn yet!" Lin Yu cheered himself up and gritted his teeth to persevere.

He felt his face was swollen from the wind and sand, and he couldn't open his eyes. He could only try to maintain his balance by relying on his weak spiritual perception.

The Soul Sandworm beside it wasn't faring much better; its massive body was being tossed around like a tattered sack in the sandstorm.

It let out a series of low, guttural roars, as if declaring war on the damned sandstorm.

Looking at its precarious state, Lin Yu silently prayed, "Brother, please don't let me down! We're in this together!"

Just when Lin Yu was about to despair, he suddenly sensed something unusual.

Amidst the raging sandstorm, a peculiar fluctuation of soul power was discernible, yet stable, like a beacon in the darkness.

"What's going on? Is it just my imagination?" A glimmer of hope ignited in Lin Yu's heart. He tried to concentrate and trace the fluctuations in the direction of the fluctuations.

As he drew closer, the fluctuations grew stronger.

Lin Yu squinted and, through the sandstorm, could vaguely see something glittering ahead.

He maneuvered the bed, moving it with difficulty in that direction.

closer, closer...

Finally, he saw it clearly—a pale blue crystal emitting a soft glow, silently floating in the sandstorm.

"Wow, I can't believe how lucky I am!" Lin Yu was overjoyed and grabbed the crystal.

The moment he grasped the crystal, a warm power surged into his body, and he felt his lost soul power instantly stop flowing out and even begin to slowly recover.

"This...this is practically a power bank in the desert!" Lin Yu was so excited he almost cried.

Just then, a soft voice sounded in his ear...

"Are you... alright?" "I'm fine, what could possibly happen to me? I'm as lively as ever!" Lin Yu grinned, trying to cover up his earlier dishevelment with a relaxed tone, but his face looked comical because it was covered in sand.

He looked closely and a familiar figure came into view—it was the mysterious soul woman, Ava.

She was currently suspended in mid-air, radiating a soft white light that formed a barrier to protect him from the raging sandstorm.

"You... how did you get here?" Lin Yu asked in surprise, his heart skipping a beat.

"I sensed the fluctuations in your soul, and I'm a little worried." Ava's voice remained gentle, yet carried a hint of barely perceptible concern.

Her radiance intensified, completely enveloping Lin Yu. The surrounding sandstorm seemed to be pushed away by an invisible force, unable to get any closer to him.

Lin Yu stared blankly at the woman in front of him, a strange feeling welling up in his heart.

She was like the only oasis in the desert, not only giving him hope to survive, but also gently protecting him.

He suddenly realized that Ava's place in his heart had transcended that of a friend, or even a comrade-in-arms, and had become even more important.

He couldn't help but think that if he could be with her forever, even in this perilous desert, it wouldn't seem like such an unacceptable thing.

But then he thought about it again and felt a pang of guilt.

The smiling faces of Aisha and Alice appeared in my mind; their voices and smiles are still clear.

Lin Yu immediately felt as uncomfortable as if he had swallowed a fly.

This damn emotional debt is just too tangled to untangle!

He slapped his head hard, trying to shake off these jumbled thoughts.

Lin Yu is a man who is going to become the strongest in the game world. How can he be held back by love and romance?

"Thanks, Ava, I owe you a lot again this time!" Lin Yu scratched his head, his tone slightly embarrassed.

Ava simply smiled faintly, withdrew her soul power, and the surrounding barrier disappeared, causing the gale to rage once more.

Just as Lin Yu was about to say something, he suddenly realized that the sandstorm around them seemed to have shrunk and was not as intense as before.

"It seems this sandstorm is finally going to pass..." Lin Yu said in a low voice, his tone tinged with weariness.

He breathed a sigh of relief, just as he was about to find a place to rest, when he suddenly noticed that Ava had raised her hand and was slowly pointing into the distance.

"There, you'll find what you're looking for..." she said softly, her tone tinged with mystery.

Lin Yu looked in the direction she pointed and saw rolling yellow sand in the distance, as if hiding some unknown secret.

He gripped the crystal tightly in his hand, his heart filled with doubt and anticipation.