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

Standing in front of the new bookshelf, Ling Pingan scratched his head.

"It doesn't seem to be very suitable!" He said.

The old Republican guest liked conspiracy theories and books about the masterminds behind the scenes.

However, the books he bought yesterday didn't have anything to do with it.

Ling Pingan turned around and glanced at the guest who was dressed in simple clothes.

When one reached middle age, everything was difficult to settle.

There were old people at the top and young people at the bottom. The pressure of life came from all directions.

The meager salary might not even be able to cover the living expenses of a family!

Every month, he had to take out his phone and carefully calculate his expenses.

Perhaps reading these conspiracy theories and Masterminds' books was the best way for him to relieve his stress.

The Terrifying Tributary (1)