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

"What's wrong?" Miya asked Zhou Wen in puzzlement when she saw Tyrant Behemoth put down the ice dragon tooth and stop digging.

"The Seven Seas Dragon King has gone to see that person. Even if we can leave, only death awaits us. Let's wait for now." Zhou Wen didn't have a good solution. Even if he didn't wish to eavesdrop, now wasn't the time to escape.

Sitting on the crystal, Zhou Wen took out his phone to continue gaming and grinding dungeons. He didn't know how much time he needed to stay here, so since he had nothing to do, he gamed.

Miya knew that Zhou Wen was right. They couldn't even defeat the Seven Seas Dragon King, much less the more terrifying human, so it was pointless for them to leave.

"Qin Ling was captured by them, right?" Although Miya had already guessed the answer, she still hoped that Zhou Wen could give her a different answer.

Absolute Defense