A bed that traverses countless worlds

On the icy plains, a biting wind howled past, like the sigh of the Ice Queen, trying to dispel the joy of victory that permeated the air.

The snow crunched underfoot, like a strange victory march.

"I'm freezing! This is colder than my ex-girlfriend's heart!" Kong Yang rubbed his hands together, his breath instantly condensing into ice crystals, which were then quickly blown away by the wind.

He shakily pulled a bottle of Erguotou (a type of Chinese liquor) from his backpack, which he didn't know he had smuggled from somewhere, and gulped down a few mouthfuls before he could recover.

Lin Yu lay on the divine bed, looking at his teammates shivering from the cold around him, and felt a surge of emotions.

The battle at the Ice Temple was more difficult than expected.

If he hadn't used the divine bed at the crucial moment to stage an "ultimate comeback," everyone would probably be digging their eye sockets out of the ice by now.

He touched the antique ring on his hand. This thing was a reward from the Ice Priest, and it was said to possess mysterious power, but he still needed to study it to find out what it was.

Although the Nordic warriors appeared to be celebrating, their eyes held a complex mix of emotions.

They were brave and skilled in battle, but they had to admit that the key to this victory lay in Lin Yu and his magical bed.

This was hard for these warriors who revered strength to accept, like a muscular man being defeated by a gamer – it was incredibly frustrating!

A burly Nordic warrior with a full beard sauntered up to Lin Yu, carrying a horn-shaped mug filled with strong liquor.

He was the same one who had questioned Lin Yu's abilities before, and his eyes still held a hint of dissatisfaction.

“Brother Lin Yu,” he said in a deep voice, with a hint of provocation in his tone, “your bed… is indeed impressive. However, a real battle cannot be won by simply lying in bed.”

He paused deliberately, observing Lin Yu's reaction, before continuing, "We Norse warriors believe in strength and courage! Someone like you..." He looked Lin Yu up and down, his tone tinged with disdain, "...to solve the problem by lying down and not moving, isn't that... a bit of an unfair victory?"

Lin Yu narrowed his eyes slightly. Just as he was about to speak, a clear voice came from behind him: "Lin Yu!"

A woman dressed in exotic clothing with a graceful figure rushed over anxiously, pushing through the crowd.

That was Aisha, a woman from a desert tribe, and also...

Yu's lover.

“Something’s happened…” Aisha said breathlessly, “The tribe… has been attacked…”

Lin Yu's lips curled slightly as he picked up a glass of wine and gestured to the burly, bearded man across the distance: "Brave warrior, I understand what you mean. 'Winning unfairly'? That's a brilliant phrase! But winning while lying down is also a form of strength, isn't it? Come on, let's have a drink!" He tilted his head back and downed the wine in one gulp, his bold and unrestrained manner causing the surrounding air to momentarily freeze.

The burly man with the thick beard was taken aback by Lin Yu's reaction. He hesitated, unsure whether to raise or put down the horn cup in his hand.

Seeing this, Lin Yu chuckled and continued, "Brother, to be honest, my leg is useless. The doctor said I'll spend the rest of my life in bed. Think about it, what did a cripple rely on to get to where I am today? Luck? The system? No, I relied on my brain! Winning without effort is also a strategy, a kind of wisdom!"

He paused, his gaze becoming deep.

"Besides, there is no absolute fairness in this world. Some people are born with superhuman strength, some are born into wealth, and I only have this bed. All I can do is make good use of this bed, survive, and live a better life!" Lin Yu's voice was not loud, but it was firm and resolute, as if it had some kind of magic, making everyone around him quiet down and listen attentively.

The burly man with the thick beard felt a mix of emotions as he listened to Lin Yu's words.

He originally intended to give Lin Yu a hard time, but unexpectedly, he was instead filled with Lin Yu's "chicken soup for the soul".

Looking into Lin Yu's determined eyes, he suddenly realized how narrow-minded he had been.

“Brother Lin Yu…” The burly man with the thick beard put down his horn cup, knelt on one knee, and said in a choked voice, “I…I was wrong! I shouldn’t have questioned you before! Your wisdom and courage far surpass those of us brutes who only know brute force! I…I am willing to follow you and serve you as my master!”

The burly man with the thick beard's actions were like a thunderclap, causing an uproar among the crowd.

The surrounding Nordic warriors all knelt on one knee and shouted in unison, "Follow Lin Yu! Serve Lin Yu as our master!"

Looking at the scene before him, Lin Yu felt an indescribable sense of accomplishment.

He reached out and gently helped the burly man with the thick beard to his feet, a confident smile spreading across his face.

"Brothers," Lin Yu said loudly, "together we will create a new era!"

Cheers echoed across the icy plains, deafeningly loud.

Just then, Lin Yu's fingers twitched slightly...

As Lin Yu was enjoying the cheers of the crowd, a familiar warmth came from his fingertips.

He looked down and saw the antique ring shimmering faintly; a message from Aisha had arrived.

The ring has built-in encrypted communication capabilities, and only he can see the content.

"Lin Yu, are you alright? I miss you so much... Things aren't peaceful in the tribe, I'm worried..." These few words made Lin Yu's heart tighten.

Aisha's worries were palpable, and the tribe's crisis made her extremely uneasy.

Lin Yu was caught in a dilemma: his newly established business empire on one side and his beloved lover on the other.

Should they consolidate their power on the ice plains, or immediately head to the desert to support Aisha?

The pressure of making the decision made him feel like he could hardly breathe.

After much deliberation, Lin Yu gritted his teeth and made a decision.

“Brothers,” he called out, “I have some personal matters to attend to and must leave for a while. During this time, the affairs of the Icefield are in your hands!”

"Boss, don't worry! We've got you covered!" Kong Yang was the first to stand up and express his support, and the others echoed his sentiments.

They knew Lin Yu must have something important to do, and they also believed that Lin Yu would return safely.

Looking at the determined eyes of his brothers, Lin Yu was deeply moved.

He knew he was not fighting alone.

"Good brother!" Lin Yu patted Kong Yang's shoulder heavily, then turned and walked towards the divine bed.

He lay in bed, activated the time travel function, and set his destination to the desert!

The celebrations on the icy plains continued, but no one noticed that deep within the ruins of the Ice Temple, a chilling aura was slowly spreading.

Although the dark wizard has been defeated, his remaining dark power has not completely dissipated. Instead, it is secretly accumulating strength, waiting for the right moment to erupt again...

"What...what is this feeling?" A Norse warrior on night watch suddenly shivered. He felt the air around him turn unusually cold, and a nameless fear welled up in his heart.