My System Is Three Thousand Years Early - Chapter 844 - 260: Has the Jade Emperor Started to Ask for Help? (Please Subscribe)

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.

As the Martial Arts Emperor, live-streaming superstar, and kung fu megastar, Wu Li says: 'Sanda, boxing, judo, Muay Thai, Jeet Kune Do, karate...whatever you practice, in the martial arts there are just two words: one horizontal, one vertical; if you do it right, you stand; if you do it wrong, you lie down.'......When Wu Li gains a martial arts system and discovers that live-streaming is the way to get stronger,【The number of live-stream viewers breaks through a hundred thousand, gaining a hundred thousand fan points】【Spend fan points to upgrade Baji Fist to master level】【Spend fan points to exchange for the passive skill 'Muscle Man'】......Wu Li: 'When the whole world is watching my live stream, I am the strongest man in the world!'

She died in her prime as the Queen of Song.

After being reincarnated, she becomes a simple trainee.

Losing her former glory? It doesn’t matter—no one can compete with her voice as a beautiful singer.

Mocked by her lowly birth? It doesn’t matter—her true identity is enough to make the whole world tremble.

She owes huge debts? It doesn’t matter…

A powerful boss once whispered to her, “Your debt will disappear if you become my woman.”

But the proud her would reply, “I’m sorry. I would sell my art, but not myself.”

Xie Tao had always believed in science until one day, a meteorite smashed into his yard, forcing him to bind to a heroic world saving script. The worst thing was that the script didn’t even follow common sense.