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 sat at the counter in distress.

The young web novel writer felt that if he continued to struggle like this, his hairline would be affected sooner or later.

"Sigh..." he sighed. "I'm in a dilemma!"

History, Xianxia, fantasy, and modern.

He wanted to write about the king of soldiers, the son-in-law, godly doctor, and Dragon King.

In order to prevent the dilemma from affecting the growth of his hairline.

He decided to play a game to ease his mood.

He swiped open the screen and saw a message: Dear player, Your Clan Tribe Command device has been automatically updated to the latest. Please enter the game to check!

"Hmm?" Ling Pingan was curious. "Did I give it auto access?"

He thought about it and couldn't quite remember.

Ling Pingan’s First Experience of Creation (1)