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

Scratching his head, he looked at the empty universe.

A pop-up window appeared in front of Ling Ping'an: "Dear Player, you have successfully destroyed the Leviathan 2nd Fleet of the Great Devourer on a physical level. The Great Devourer will completely lose all the data obtained in this star field. The danger of the destruction of your clan tribe, Gangba tribe, has been resolved. Do you wish to return? Yes or no?"

Looking at this option, Ling pingan thought for a moment and clicked "yes".

In the next second, the light of his phone screen appeared before his eyes.

He raised his head and looked at the time on the wall.

Thus, he clicked on the screen that was already in hibernation, sorted out the plot, and continued to type.

The clacking of keyboards rang out again in the bookstore.

Meeting the Green Skin