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

Teachers'Day. This was a holiday created by Emperor Taizu of the Federal Empire.

It was used to replace the previous longevity festival. Emperor Taizu hated people celebrating his birthday.

At first, the civil officials were overjoyed.

They proposed that Confucius's birthday be the Teacher's Day.

After all, it was the Eternal Teacher's Day!

Emperor Taizu, who held all the power, did not need to explain to anyone!

His decision was the final decision!

If anyone wanted to object, they could ask the guns of the hundred-battle lion under his command. Let's see if your mouth can benefit my cannon?

However, there was a rumor that the Taizu, who had received Confucian education since he was young, was actually a black scholar!

When this Emperor had conquered the world, he had once kicked a certain great Confucian into the gutter.

Ling Pingan’s Invitation