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

In the afternoon, Ling Pingan had just eaten and was picking his teeth.

Today, he was eating seafood risotto.

It didn't seem to have enough flavor!

However, in this day and age, it was already pretty good to be able to find a takeaway that didn't taste bad.

After throwing the toothpick into the trash can, Ling Pingan picked up his phone and used his WeChat Read as usual.

The trending searches on WeChat Read were basically articles from celebrities.

Both male and female celebrities were busy competing for attention.

Ling Pingan looked at it and was about to turn it off, but he found a piece of news released by the city government on the local news channel at the bottom of the trending list.

"Jiangcheng city has signed a friendly city agreement with Butania's Lincolnshire!"

Ling Pingan scratched his head. "Lincolnshire?"

Gun of Sin!