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

Ludwig stayed in the arranged room.

As long as he closed his eyes, he would remember what he saw in the car.

In the light, a woman with wings on her back was holding a long halberd and psionic power was bursting out.

A huge horn broke through the heaven and earth.

The fear of death rushed forward like a flood.

The voice of the King of Angels was still ringing in his ears.

Ludwig took out a piece of tissue and wiped his forehead.

After hesitating for a moment, he opened his phone and entered the browser. Then, he chose to enter the server of the Federal Empire. Finally, he searched for "Uncle Ghost" in the browser.

In an instant, countless web pages were searched.

He looked at the introductions on the web pages.

His expression gradually became serious.

"Uncle Ghost..." he took a deep breath, "The ancient underworld God of the East?"

Thrown Stones