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

Humming a tune, Ling Ping'an walked among the bookshelves.

He walked straight to the end of the row of bookshelves that leaned against the wall.

Ling Ping'an brought a small stool and stepped on it. He stood on Tiptoe and found a large book that was sealed with hardcover paper at the top of the bookshelf.

"Hmm..." He took the thick book down from the bookshelf, blew on the dust, and praised, "The quality of old books is so good!"

This book had been in this bookstore since Ling Ping'an's grandfather's time.

There was a reason why it hadn't been sold for so many years.

The first reason was that this book was extremely unfriendly to most people!

It was written in Classical Chinese.

Secondly, the things in this book were too obscure and difficult to understand for most people.

Anyway, Ling Ping'an chose to give up after reading it twice.

What Was the Purpose?