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

Ling Ping'an looked at the ingredients in front of him and the corners of his mouth slowly curled up.

"This aunt of mine... She thinks that the matter isn't serious enough!" he sighed and stuffed all the ingredients into the bottom of the refrigerator.

A creature that was the size of a pigeon landed on his shoulder.

The tentacles on the little guy's body drooped down one by one.

The compound eyes on the surface of his body flickered with an inexplicable color.

Ling Ping'an nodded as if he could understand, "That's it..."

After saying that, he closed the refrigerator door and walked down the stairs with his pet.

The bookstore was still very quiet.

The pedestrians passing by the door were in a hurry.

Ling Ping'an sat at the counter and leaned against the chair, slowly falling asleep.

It was like a silkworm spitting out silk.

Only by having a baby