I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

After tapping on one of them, Ling Pingan found that he could no longer operate.

Because the command device said: Dear player, you only have one free command opportunity every week. Of course, you can also choose to pay 10,000 nightmare points to buy a new command quota!

The Legend of Nightmare reminds you: The price of the command quota you buy will increase each time!

Ling Pingan thought for a moment and gave up on buying.

Then, he looked at the icon on the phone screen that showed his clan tribe, Gangba tribe had started to turn red.

He tried to tap on it and got a hint: Dear player, your clan tribe, the Gangba tribe, have received your instructions. They are following your instructions and are doing their best to develop themselves.

You can use the Nightmare Clan Tribe Command Device to keep track of the status of your clan tribe!

Nightmare Legend official notification: Nightmare Clan Tribe Command Device 3D panorama version, under development. It is expected to be tested in five days. By then, you can log into Nightmare Legend’s official website to update the latest command device program and watch the video of your clan tribe executing your instructions.

Ling Pingan immediately chuckled when he saw it. “Interesting! Interesting!”

If the clan tribe system were just like it was now, then it would be meaningless.

After all, he was already tired of playing games that randomly clicked on the map like that.

But…

If he could watch a movie and personally observe his command being executed…

That would be great!

After all, that would create a sense of immersion.

The fun part starts once the simulation strategy game had a sense of immersion!

Turning off the newly downloaded Clan Tribe Command, Ling Pingan opened the take-out app and saw that his take-out order was accepted.

He put down his phone happily and quietly waited for the delicious meal.

… … … ..

Chu Weiwei stood on the beacon tower of the Great Wall. In front of her, the bronze giant, Meng Yi was also looking at her.

And her figure was fading bit by bit.

That was the nightmare realm forcefully summoning her back to reality.

The bronze giant, Meng Yi also knew that this would happen. He quietly looked at Chu Weiwei, who was slowly disappearing. He waited for her shadow to disappear completely.

He lowered his head and sighed. “You have his scent on you again!”

He smelled it.

It was very faint!

But he was certain!

It was the scent of the ancestral dragon!

Even if it was mixed with some other smell, every bronze warrior could tell that it was the scent of the ancestral dragon!

But…

The little girl in this world told Meng Yi that she had met a two-headed federal citizen person.

So…

“The ancestral dragon has reincarnated in this world…” it thought. “For some reason?”

It guessed, “It’s very likely that the ancestral dragon has combined with the souls of others!”

But…

Who could force the ancestral dragon to reincarnate?

That was the Golden Dragon God!

The supreme being whose body flowed with the supreme blood of the Divine Dragon!

… … … … ..

Zhang Hui walked into the capital’s royal library.

That was the building of the Taizu era.

It was also the place that the Taizu loved to spend his time in his later years.

Therefore, every floor and every bookshelf in the royal library had Taizu’s famous words written on them.

Knowledge was power was written on the bookshelves.

Reading could change the world was written on the floor.

All inequality was because of the inequality in education was written on every pillar.

Similarly, these contents were written in the unified textbooks of primary and secondary schools in the Federal Empire. It was something that all students had to learn on the first day of school.

That was the last edict that Emperor Gao Zhong, the last emperor who had absolute power, issued before he announced the end of the era of discipline and the transfer of power to the central cabinet.

It was because of this that over the past two hundred years, the power of education had led to a consensus that almost everyone in the Federal Empire agreed. Education was the foundation of a nation, and technology was the driving force for development.

Even now, with the recovery of spirit aura, these two consensuses were the biggest consensus between the Federal Empire and all the overseas kingdoms.

Zhang Hui walked among them, feeling the lingering charm left behind by the Emperor who had founded the nation.

In front of him, two Blackguards pushed open a door.

“General, this is the archive room during the Gao Zhong era…”

Zhang Hui nodded and said to them, “You can leave now. Don’t come in without my orders!”

“Yes!” The two staff members nodded and left the library.

Zhang Hui walked into the archive room.

The recovery of spiritual essence had already begun during the Gao Zhong era.

He walked into the archive room and began to examine the bookshelves one after another.

Finally, his eyes stopped on a jade box.

The jade box was covered in dust. Zhang Hui walked forward and blew on the dust, revealing the seal on it: The Ling family of Jingchu respectfully submit this letter to the Emperor.

That was a letter that the Ling family of Jingchu had submitted to the emperor two hundred years ago.

And the Ling family from Jingchu was the ancestor of the owner of the bookstore.

Zhang Hui had already investigated that, No one could hide from the power of the powerful state machinery.

Moreover, they did not hide anything.

Therefore, Zhang Hui had investigated many things.

One of them was that the owner of the bookstore was given birth after his parents returned to their ancestral land.

According to the hospital delivery personnel and the relevant household registration personnel, Zhang Hui confirmed that again.

Therefore, he further checked through the birth information and found out that he was the descendant of the famous follower of the Deity of Infant of the Jingchu region.

He used the information to further search the records of the Blackguards. Two hundred years ago, the Ling Clan of Jingchu were members of the Blackguards. There were seven members of the Ling Clan of Jingchu among the first batch of Blackguards officers.

The highest rank was the rank of brigadier general.

In the records of the Blackguards, the Ling family was not only an important force of the Blackguards but also a close friend of the Imperial family.

After the recovery of the spirit aura, Emperor Gao Zong’s concubines longed for the protection from the Deity of Infant that the Ling Clan worshiped, which would protect their princes and princesses from growing up healthily.

Unfortunately, one day, a drastic change occurred in the Ling family.

The records of the Blackguards did not have details about the change. It only stated that ‘the clan leader, Ling An, died in secret, many of his clansmen died, and the plaque bearing the Deity of Infant shattered. The Blackguards sent someone to investigate, but in the end, they did not find anything. The Ling family was wiped out!’.

The Ling Clan wasn’t completely wiped out, like in the records of the Blackguards.,

A branch of their clan survived, but the survivors left their ancestral land and moved to Guangnan. From then on, they lived like ordinary people.

It wasn’t until two hundred years later that part of the descendants returned to their ancestral land. And there, they gave birth to their child, Ling Pingan.

That was the current owner of the bookstore, a terrifying existence that could not be estimated.

Zhang Hui’s intuition told him that there must be a connection between them.

So, through layers and layers of investigation, comparing various files, he mobilized a lot of manpower and material resources to search through various notes and the Palace’s archives.

Finally, he found a clue: A-grade request, Ling An of Jingchu entered the palace and presented a memorial. The emperor read it and was amazed: What does this mean?

Ling An bowed and replied: His Majesty will know what I did today someday.

Leave this memorial for future generations!

Next year, the Ling family of Jingchu were dead. The emperor heard it and was sorrowful.

That was a chat recorded in Gao Zong’s notes by Yang Ziling, his favorite minister in his later years.

That immediately attracted Zhang Hui’s attention.

So, he came to the archive room where all the original memorial forms of Gao Zong’s era were stored.

As expected, he found it.

Two hundred years ago, the memorial form from the head of the Ling clan, Ling An before the great change of the Ling clan.

Zhang Hui walked forward, opened the seal of the Jade Box, and saw what was inside.

A small card.

He picked up the card, and the words on it told a story.

An ancient story.