Twelve-Winged Dark Seraphim

1 drop of blood = 1-Up
Other people game overnight, I game overnight and bleed.
Ever since the dimensional storms descended upon Earth, numerous dimensional zones have appeared, bringing with them all kinds of dimensional creatures—Immortals, Buddhas, Devils, Angels, Elves, etc.
Yet, all these strange dimensional zones can turn into dungeon instances on my phone. Other people risk their lives adventuring, I spend all my time gaming.
Monsters drop dimensional crystals that boost stats, imbue new skills, and join me as Companion Beasts. These Companion Beasts fight alongside me or alone, augmenting me with their skills and strength. Rare monsters in real life? I'll just restart the game with a drop of blood to grind it.
I really need a blood transfusion.

Let Me Game in Peace

CKtalon

"John, welcome to Sunset College for your studies. I'll take you to the dormitory first." Wei Ge retracted his hand as his expression was a mixture of emotions.

"Then I'll have to trouble you," John said with a smile, "I heard that Sunset College produced a genius this year. A freshman who has yet to advance to the Legendary stage has managed to enter the top ten of the comprehensive test."

Wei Ge was a shrewd person. Upon hearing John's words, he immediately had a guess. Could it be that this John has a grudge with Zhou Wen?

Although he had such thoughts in mind, Wei Ge said, "I do indeed have such a junior. His talent and character are excellent."

"I heard his name is Zhou Wen?" John asked again.

"That's right. Do you know him?" Wei Ge asked.

"I don't know him. I heard that Sunset College has produced such a genius, so I'm looking forward to it. If there's a chance, I hope I can spar with him." John made his words very clear.

Saint John