My Body Can Awaken Skills Infinitely

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.

After picking up a phone on the streets, Feng Yuchen was sent to the world of High School of the Dead. He, along with 100 people, have to travel through various worlds, fight and solve quests in order to survive. Whoever dies in that world, would be teleported back to the real world without memories of what happened before and die in an accident one year later.

Copying and pasting is just a piece of code in a computer program, but what kind of changes will this piece of code bring if it appears in the real world? Rubbing his index finger and thumb back and forth, Chu Zhongtian said with a smile: As long as there are spirit stones, you can have as many pills as you want! As long as there are spirit stones, you can have as many magic weapons as you want! As long as there are spirit stones, you can create an identical person!

In a distant future, the empires of mankind span the galaxy, and glorious Earth has devolved into a peripheral backwater. In Shanjing city in the Asian region, Wang Zheng’s dreams of becoming a mech pilot are crushed when his college entrance exam genetic score turns out a pathetic twenty eight, barely above an animal. To make things worse, people get the impression he attempted suicide after being rejected by the campus beauty. Then the closest thing to a family he has, the old man in the book store across the road, goes missing, leaving him only a mysterious birthday present.

By coincidence, Li Yunmu found a super machine from humanity’s age of darkness. From that point onwards, his ordinary life would never be the same! Aptitude? Innate talent? What are these? Could they be eaten? I have neither aptitude nor innate skill, but my shadow can level up using hacks. Experience, Ability points, battle prowess… all of them could be hacked. Even while he is asleep or tired, he could still increase his skills.

Zheng Yi traveled to the world of immortal cultivation, doing nothing, and became a casual cultivator at the bottom of the world of immortal cultivation. Occasionally, he traveled to the doomsday world, where the blood moon was across the sky, zombies were rampant, and evil spirits were everywhere... This place is simply a paradise for magic cultivators. Killing zombies, refining evil spirits, devouring ghosts, eating corpse pills, and his cultivation level rose rapidly. Not only was there no heavenly punishment, but the cultivation speed was also very fast. How can you explain this? Zheng Yi could only shout that this was unscientific. Then he turned back to the world of immortal cultivation, sold the right to live in the immortal city, and went to the devil's domain overnight. Soul-catching Sect, Corpse-raising Sect, Heavenly Demon Sect, Soul-eating Dao... Demon Sect, here I come. Zheng Yi shouted, excitedly throwing himself into the arms of many notorious demon sects. Soul-catching Banner, Soul-guiding Array, Black Evil Skill, Corpse-raising Skill... Zheng Yi threw himself into the enthusiasm of studying the magic method. Others who practiced magic skills were either beaten to death by the righteous way, or were punished by heaven and killed by five thunders. And I act on behalf of the heaven, practice magic skills, and have infinite merits. One day, Zheng Yi deployed 330,000 soul-grabbing banners, commanded millions of evil ghosts, manipulated 100,000 celestial corpses, and surrounded the holy land of the righteous path with overwhelming demonic energy. Both the righteous and the demonic masters were numb. They shouted together, "Why didn't you, the demon, be killed by the heaven?" "This is unscientific!" ...

In the midst of the blue and purple neon lights, under the gray, metallic sky, it is the frontier of all data, the aftermath of a scientific revolution, also the border of fiction and reality. Steel versus body; the past and the future. Here, the Outer World and the Inner World exist alongside each other. It seems like the wall of time is right in front of your eyes. Darkness gradually swallows the world. But listen, my friend, we cannot use kindness to survive the darkness. We need fire.

After the Battle of Dawn, earth entered the age of wars. The collision of different planets and civilisations led to unending colonisations and expeditions of the unknown. Ambitions and desires grew as time progressed, but as they continued to pillage and destroy, they were unaware that paradise of yesterday was already at the edge of the apocalypse.

[Apocalypse + villain + invincible + no gift girl + no holy mother + rebirth + system (it’s cool!)] No one is still experiencing the traditional apocalypse, right? When people rely on crystal cores to enter the first level, Qin Chenyi has already built a foundation. When people fight for the second-level crystal core, Qin Chenyi, who is a golden elixir, can only say haha. When people fight for the third-level crystal core, Qin Chenyi, who is a Yuanying, treats it as a joke. You ask him how he became stronger? It’s a joke, how can the dignified leader of the Hehuan Sect, Qin Chenyi, become stronger? A school beauty: He is simply not a human being! An enthusiastic and yandere school beauty? Very good, you help me build a foundation. A teacher: He is hopeless! A teacher who is cold on the outside but warm on the inside? It’s okay for you to help me condense the elixir. A certain system: The host is really not a person! System? Who are you? I need you to help me practice!

Yang Feng somehow transmigrated into a different world and received a legacy of an ‘ancient high tech’ family, which does not directly raise his power, but gives him the technology to build things which are way more advanced than the seemingly medieval world. But to build something you need resources and energy. To receive resources you need strength. To gain strength you need knowledge. To gain knowledge you… need strength? or a background? Or maybe a fully armed army of high tech robots who aren’t afraid of death? But is this legacy really for him to keep?

Midnight sacrifice, disaster strikes. Chen Mo accidentally traveled to a disaster world without sun, moon and stars, and started a new life in the mysterious advertisement of "Data creates value, Tianhua Quantum Technology". From the painful self-immolation of biochemically modified people in the evil laboratory of the Hive, to the wailing of the war in the castle of the misty insect sea, from the despair of the ancient monks of Guixu to the peeping of monsters that reincarnate once a thousand years day and night... When the terrifying demons who tore through the cracks of time and space were torn apart by antimatter weapons, and when the civilization born in the tiny dust launched an ecological mass extinction, it was discovered that the so-called magnificent wars in each corner were nothing more than epitaphs on the road of self-destruction of the later rising insects.

Programmer Li Daochong desperately develops the game code, dying. After waking up, being born again in a ghost-invading future comprehension world, isn’t that a pothole? However, Li Daochong brought his own ghost upgrade system, which made my green onion. Others are devilish and scared, and they rush to hell. Hey, isn’t this the tip of China? I want to eat, drool! Eating is not the most important thing. The key can be upgraded. How many levels does it take to finish? 　　 “Li Daoyou please stay, people want to go to the edge of the magic field on the edge of the magic field, can you accompany others? People are afraid!” Hongyang fairy is dripping at Li Daochong. “Li predecessor, can you please go with a younger generation to go to a ghost dragon?” A white-haired girl who is more than two hundred years old can look at Li Daochong helplessly. (translated)