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

Zhou Wen felt his scalp tingle when he saw the word "deal." A deal with The Thearch definitely didn't end well. John was a perfect example that remained fresh in his mind.

"Ahem, The Thearch, I recently saw quite a number of powerful fellows among humans. The Great Skyfiend and Hermit in the League of Guardians are especially strong…" Zhou Wen wanted to change the topic.

"Why don't you say that there's Blood Shaman and Cave Era?" The Thearch replied.

"Those two are also super strong. I didn't have the time to tell you." Zhou Wen hurriedly replied.

"Why don't I help you destroy the League of Guardians? What say you?" The Thearch replied mockingly.

"Uh! The League of Guardians has nothing to do with me. Whether it's destroyed or not is up to you." Zhou Wen was no longer the kid from before. He didn't blush even when his thoughts were seen through.

Here Comes the Opportunity