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

For several days in a row, Ling Ping'an was intoxicated by the tenderness.

But he knew that he had to take action.

Therefore, on the seventh day of the New Year, he sent He Rourou and Zheng Manjing away.

He didn't care about the reluctance and attachment of the two girls.

He directly closed the door of the bookstore, then walked upstairs and lay down in the game cabin.

He had successfully divided the entropy into three parts. In the next month, he would not be affected by the monster that was sleeping in the unknown space and time.

Moreover, he also felt that the monster was cooperating with him.

It deliberately restrained his madness and terror.

This allowed him to successfully reduce the entropy.

However, Ling Ping'an knew that he had to achieve something.

Otherwise, his consciousness sank into nothingness.

Sensation (1)