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

"Those people just changed their looks, right?" Zhou Wen asked with an odd expression.

Nameless Dugu shook his head and said, "I thought so too at the beginning, but I quickly realized that it wasn't the case. Those orphans had those faces from the very beginning. They did not undergo any plastic surgery. They naturally had those looks."

"That's impossible…" Zhou Wen felt a chill run down his spine.

If it was plastic surgery, it would be understandable. It was simply producing certain people via operating.

However, if they hadn't undergone plastic surgery, how could Dugu Qianqiu be sure that they would look identical to a certain important figure when they grew up?

The Invisible Hand