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

Chu Weiwei got down from the carriage and crossed the fence of the village.

Then, she saw a man in a flying suit walking over from the mist on the opposite side. He was holding a little girl's hand.

"Is he the Xiaoqi ranked official that didn't take his position?" Chu Weiwei frowned and recalled the information she had read in the document.

If she remembered correctly, the Xiaoqi of the Brocade-clan Guard was called Zhang Anmin.

Thinking that he was just a Xiaoqi ranked official, and her identity in this nightmare world was that of the Baihu ranked official of Brocade-clan Guard.

A higher official could be domineering towards the ones with lower rank!

Chu Weiwei held a token on her waist and was about to use her position to obtain information.

Suddenly, she heard the person on the person said, "I have a mission here. Do you want to do it?"

The Rain Master Who Bullies the Weak and Fears the Strong