Blind Leek

As the owner of an ordinary bookstore, Ling PingAn’s biggest wish was to muddle through life and do absolutely nothing. 
 
However, customers that were right in the middle of their pubescent crisis kept visiting his store in the dead of night.
 
For the sake of his business, Ling PingAn had to mimic their childish tones, sparing no effort to promote the books in his store.
 
When he finally managed to sell his books after going through a great verbal tug-o-war, each and every one of them said that they don’t have money, and that they wish to use various tools that were seemingly divine artifacts as pledge.
 
Looking at these customers, Ling PingAn could only agree to them resignedly.
 
But little did he know that every single book that these customers purchased from him had altered in appearance.
 
“Secrets of Cosplay” became “Lower Abyss Research Report”
 
“Stellaris: Settings for Synth Ascension” was in fact “Gospel for Synthetic Beings”
 
What’s more, in the eyes of these customers, he was actually a horrifying ruler of Diablos, an indefinable entity that held the reins of all realms.
 
In this regard, Ling PingAn said, “I’m not, I didn’t, don’t talk nonsense.
 

I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

Ling Pingan raised his head and looked at the monster that had suddenly appeared.

Then, he looked at his strength attribute, which had increased to more than 240 points!

Thus, he walked towards the monster.

Last time, when his strength had increased to more than 300 points, the scene of him destroying a summoned creature with one punch was still vivid in his mind.

Ling Pingan felt that he should be able to do the same at that moment.

Therefore, his two brains roared at the same time, "WAAAGH!"

Then, he jumped up high and threw a punch at the monster that had just stretched its body and turned into a ball of water-like monster.

"Green skins are indeed arrogant fools!" The father of the plague sneered, as he urged the monster to open its large body and wrap the green skin up like a flood.

He naturally knew that creatures like green skins were not afraid of any virus infection.

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