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

"If you want to reach the shrine where Pandora lives, you have to be with the program team," Liu Yun said.

"Why?" Zhou Wen looked at Liu Yun in surprise. Liu Yun's spatial teleportation skill wasn't inferior to his. Zhou Wen didn't believe that the program team could do something Liu Yun couldn't.

Liu Yun explained, "There's a special defensive mechanism in Pandora's shrine. Not anyone can enter. Even Calamity-grade powerhouses will find it difficult to enter. There's only one way of entry. Find someone suitable to open the door to Pandora's shrine."

"Someone suitable?" Zhou Wen had a guess.

The Door Opener