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

It had been raining for almost a whole day, and it finally stopped in the evening.

Ling Pingan yawned lazily and looked at the pedestrians coming and going outside the door. He looked at his cat and said, "Little one..."

"How many days have we not opened for business?"

"It's been three days, am I right?

He had earned enough money for utilities last month!

He scratched his head and began to hesitate whether he should continue to apply for the 'University Student Entrepreneurship Subsidy' next month.

He had no choice. The bookstore had too little business.

It might seem a little shameless if he applied again.

It was equivalent to blatantly asking the country for money!

"How about..." Ling Pingan looked at his pet. "Let's not apply..."

His monthly allowance was more than seven thousand when he thought about it carefully.

Fellowship Party?