Let Me Game in Peace

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.

Twelve-Winged Dark Seraphim · Urban

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Becoming a Videographer Again

Zhou Wen could understand Wang Guotao's worries. In the Federation, Wang Mingyuan was taboo. His reputation might even be worse than the devil, Jing Daoxian.

With the branding as Wang Mingyuan's student on him, no one from a wealthy family in the Federation would dare to get too close to him to avoid being considered to be in cahoots with him.

Wang Guotao only said one sentence, but he didn't say anything after that. One sentence was all that was needed when speaking to smart people. For those who weren't smart, it was useless no matter how much was said. Therefore, he only mentioned one key point.

Zhou Wen and Wang Lu left the restaurant together. Wang Lu was very happy, so she didn't return to school directly. Instead, she took Zhou Wen around the mall and bought quite a lot of things. She also bought some clothes for him to show her gratitude.

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