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

He had been playing chess the whole day today, and he had also lost for the whole day.

He would play either 'Super Eight' or "Corpse', and he would always lose!

"Can you blame me for this?" Ling Ping'an complained, "Every time, I can't get the chess pieces that I want..."

"I can only play shortcut... and be a gambling dog..."

"But the dealer always targets me!"

"There are no good people with the surname Bao!"

The dealer of the Canyon War flag was a virtual character with the surname Bao.

And this guy had always been against him.

Without a shortcut, the quality of the chess pieces would not be good.

In the end, every team battle was as beautiful as a painting.

He could even lose by fighting a corpse!

He walked to the window and opened the curtains.

Going to the Capital