Zhong Yi's Bridge Construction Speed

Zhong Yi and his team's first round of Bed Wars ended in chaotic failure.

Only then did they understand why this mode was called "Bed Wars."

Without a bed, there could be no respawning.

They had to fight for their lives!

This was truly a war centered around the "bed"!

Zhong Yi quickly reviewed the key takeaways.

The diamonds and spirit stones on the central island were crucial resources to fight over.

These materials respawned periodically and were essential for purchasing high-tier gear.

Another important factor was the mid-game random events.

In their last match, they lost their bed right at the start.

Fortunately, since everyone was a beginner, the competition wasn't too fierce, and they managed to survive into the mid-game thanks to Zhou Yue's cautious play.

During that phase, a "Ascension" event had triggered.

Any player who held the Ascension Wheel at the center island for over five minutes would gain the [Ascension] buff.

Zhou Yue didn’t know exactly what it did—because his greed got the better of him.

He joined the scramble for it and was promptly ganged up on and killed...

After finishing his review, Zhong Yi didn’t rush into the next game. Instead, he gathered the team to assign roles.

"Junior Brother Mu, you’re the fastest at bridging. You’ll spearhead the assault and dig out their bed! They won’t be able to catch you!"

"Old Zhou, you and I will rush the center island. We’ll prioritize grabbing spirit stones... If too many enemies show up, we’ll split up and go for diamonds instead!"

"Junior Sister Zhou, you’ll defend our base... Buy plenty of blocks and fortify our bed!"

The plan was quickly agreed upon.

The four of them entered the game again.

Once more, they were on the Red Team.

"Hahaha, Red Team again... Looks like today’s our lucky day!" Zhong Yi laughed.

His comment immediately drew mockery from the live chat.

[Or maybe it means your win-loss record will be red all day?]

[Zhong Yi the Prodigy strikes again.]

[The phrase "words become reality" has lost all meaning at this point...]

Following their strategy, the team pooled their initial iron and gold ingots.

The first batch of resources went to Mu Yawen, who geared up with iron armor, two stacks of wool, and a bed-breaking pickaxe.

"Senior Brother Zhong, wait for my good news!"

Mu Yawen grinned, took the gear, and charged ahead.

As the mastermind behind two immortal peaks' construction, his bridging skills were unmatched at this stage.

Watching Mu Yawen’s swift advance, Zhong Yi and Zhou Yue couldn’t resist the itch to join the fight.

Just one round had already given them a taste of the "competitive thrill" that was entirely different from real combat.

Once they gathered enough resources for two more sets of iron gear and wool, the two rushed out eagerly.

Thanks to Mu Yawen’s pre-built path, they advanced quickly.

"Now this is what I call reliable! Junior Brother Mu puts Old Zhong to shame!" Zhou Yue remarked.

"What nonsense are you spouting? I’m plenty reli—"

Zhong Yi’s voice cut off mid-sentence.

Zhou Yue turned, only to find Zhong Yi had vanished.

[Genius cultivator attempts to stroll through the void!]

"..."

Zhou Yue’s eye twitched.

"Truly a genius."

......

"Damn it all!!!"

Zhong Yi respawned at their base, fuming.

The live chat erupted in teasing.

[Senior Brother Zhong, maybe let Junior Sister Zhou do the fighting instead?]

[Agreed. Don’t torture yourself.]

[At least the base won’t fall off the map. That’s a plus.]

【Fellow Daoists, are you perhaps oversimplifying things? If someone really comes to raid our base, even Senior Disciple Zhong might...】

【Ahem, best not to say, best not to say...】

...

"That was just a mistake, okay? A mistake!"

Zhong Yi's face flushed red as he hurriedly defended himself.

As everyone knew, Lu Ze's illusion realm nullified all cultivation realms and innate talents.

Inside the illusion, everyone was an ordinary person.

He had no idea what determined one's control and mobility in the illusion.

It seemed to be something akin to "spiritual sense"...

But it wasn’t the same as real spiritual sense.

Otherwise, with his Nascent Soul-level spiritual sense, he would never have made so many blunders.

Unfortunately, in Lu Ze's illusion, his reflexes seemed worse than even an average person’s...

But being as optimistic as ever, Zhong Yi believed practice would eventually make perfect.

"Oh? Senior Brother Zhong died again?"

Zhou Qiaoling couldn’t help but chuckle as Zhong Yi respawned.

In reality, he was an aloof Nascent Soul senior brother, yet in the illusion, he was a helpless liability.

The contrast was undeniably amusing.

"Junior Sister Zhou! Perfect timing—give me some iron and gold ingots! I need to go back Zhou Yue!"

Zhong Yi immediately turned to Zhou Qiaoling for emergency supplies.

Zhou Qiaoling split half her iron and gold ingots with him for gear, then continued idling in the pit to farm resources.

"Oh, and Junior Sister Zhou..."

Before leaving, Zhong Yi pointed at the empty bed outside and reminded her,

"Don’t just AFK in the pit—you can gather iron and gold ingots later. You absolutely must fortify the bed outside!"

"Alright, alright..."

...

During the time Zhong Yi was respawning, the countdown for spirit stones was about to end.

The other three teams' bridge-building progress, while not as fast as Mu Yawen’s, wasn’t far behind.

Enemies were gradually landing on the central island.

Originally, the plan was for two people to secure the position, but with Zhou Yue now alone, he had no choice but to retreat.

"Senior Brother Zhou, do you need my help?"

Mu Yawen called out.

"No—no! Stick to the plan! Go raid their bed!! The entire Yellow Team is here—their base is empty! Go now! Don’t worry about me!!"

Zhou Yue shouted desperately.

Behind him, two Yellow Team members were already in pursuit.

"Old Zhou, hang in there!! I’m on my way!!!"

Zhong Yi yelled over the team voice chat.

"Hurry up, Old Zhong!! They’re trying to flank me!!"

Zhou Yue’s voice grew more urgent.

The battle was intensifying.

Every character’s movement speed was identical, so a straight chase was futile.

Realizing this, the Yellow Team swiftly adjusted their strategy, splitting up to cut off Zhou Yue’s escape.

"I’m coming!"

...

Zhou Yue’s combat skills were exceptional.

It was all thanks to his countless solo boss fights in Minecraft.

Even with two Yellow Team members chasing him down, they couldn’t pin him—instead, he snatched three spirit stones right from under their noses!

Zhou Yue was ecstatic: "Old Zhong, Old Zhong!! I grabbed three spirit stones... Where are you? Are you close?!"

"I’m almost there! Almost there!"

...

The spirit stone respawn had turned the central island into a bloodbath.

Securing them meant high-tier gear and magical treasures!

Not only the Yellow Team, but even the Green and Blue Teams began closing in on Zhou Yue for the kill.

The reason was simple—everyone else was in pairs or trios.

Only Zhou Yue was alone!

And worse, he was carrying three spirit stones on him!

"Old Zhong… Zhong Yi! I can't hold on much longer!! Where the hell are you?!"

Zhou Yue took an arrow to the backside and desperately called for backup.

"Uh… I…"

A slightly strained voice came through the comms—Zhong Yi’s.

"Some idiot blew up our bridge. I’m… I’m trying to rebuild it…"

"…"

Hearing that, Zhou Yue’s breath hitched.

Zhong Yi’s bridge-building speed…

Was slower than an old granny crossing a rickety plank!

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