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 continued forward and walked to a brand new supermarket.

He remembered clearly that before the new year, this place had been an abandoned warehouse next to the old industrial park.

But now, this place had transformed into a skyscraper with more than 20 stories!

Furthermore, the exterior walls of the building were made of special glass.

He could feel the psionic power and the complicated routes within.

"A new generation of multi-purpose psionic power photovoltaic power station?" asked Ling Ping'an.

The glass exterior wall was absorbing energy.

It began to gather the psionic power in the world, especially the sunlight, and store it in a certain way.

Clearly, the federal empire's psionic power-photovoltaic technology had achieved a breakthrough in revolutionary progress!

It was to the extent that it could even be used on buildings as a psionic power and temperature control station.

One Day in the Mountains, a Thousand Years in the World (1)