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 next few days, Li An'an and Chu Weiwei would always enter the distant space and time of the Southern Song dynasty in their dreams.

Everything in their dreams would flow like bubbles.

They clearly did not enter this dream world during the day.

However, when they entered at night, they would be shocked to discover that time was quietly passing by.

Moreover, their dreams were a continuation of the previous dreams they had.

Thus, in just a few days, a year had passed in the dream world.

The two women, whose alias were Bai Suzhen and Xiao Qing, had successfully used their supernatural powers to easily establish a top-down organization in Lin'an City.

Under the name of various guilds, the entire Lin'an society had fallen into the control of the two women in every aspect.

Almost everything that was sold on the market was controlled by the two women.

The torch of the other shore