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

No one could explain clearly what this place was made of, let alone when this place had appeared.

An ancient species that was extremely curious had explored the void after developing extremely powerful space-time technology.

The experts of that race even went deep into the void to search for clues.

The void might have been created at the beginning of the universe.

By the strong ions ejected from countless quasars.

Only those ancient stars that were hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of times brighter than galaxies could create such a spectacle.

Those terrifying giant stars had been created at the beginning of the universe.

At the speed of devouring gas that was equivalent to the mass of a star every day, they were crazily distorting themselves and all the matter around them.

Their accretion disks, in light-years, lay in the depths of the ancient universe.

The two camps