I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

Situ He saw the target reappear in the camera’s view.

He immediately ordered the person next to him, “Go and check what the target did when he went upstairs.”

“Yes!”

About ten minutes later, Situ He received a list.

The target’s shopping list.

“The Scripture of Relaxing Tendons”?

“The Scientific Method of Practicing Internal Strength”?

“The Ancient Alchemy Technique and Qi-gazing Technique”?

These were all popular fantasy books from decades ago. At that time, it was the golden age of Wuxia novels.

Therefore, similar books were very popular.

But now…

Even the new Xian Xia style was getting infamous.

But these were just the beginning of the list. Soon, Situ He saw a list that made him even more confused.

“Stellaris: A Complete Guide to Genetic Ascension”.

What was that?

“Stellaris: A Complete Guide to Psionic Energy Ascension”.

What was this?

“Stellaris: Diablos and Ancient Gods”.

The list was finally normal again.

However, Situ He took out his phone and checked. He found that these books were the official settings of a game.

The following books were somewhat nonsensical.

“Dark Fairy Tales”?

“The Construction of the Mind and Consciousness”?

… ..

All the books were from different categories and could not be linked.

So…

What did the target want to do?

Situ He gazed at the list of books and expressed that he could not understand.

Then, he ordered the list of books that were on the target’s shopping list.

His order was quickly carried out. Soon, someone brought a large box of books to him.

Situ He picked up the books and read them one after another.

He quickly read through them all, and his frown was deeper.

He felt that his level of acknowledgment was indeed too low.

He could not understand the target’s behavior at all.

“Why would he want these books? These are completely ordinary, or even non-knowledgeable books?”

Apart from a few knowledgable books.

The rest were all normal books, and they were not even considered fantasy books.

A supreme ancient Diablo had specially gone to a sensitive location at such a sensitive time and bought a bunch of useless books…

Situ He gulped.

He could not help but pick up the phone and dial the number.

“Commander-in-chief, it’s me, Situ He…” When the call was connected, he hesitated for a while and briefly described the matter. Then, he asked, “Commander-in-chief… the target. What is the meaning of him doing that?”

“What message does he want to convey?”

“Well…”

“Yes…”

“Before the target did this, he was indeed very anxious…”

“And after he did this, he felt much more relaxed and seemed to have solved the problem…”

“Yes…”

“I will!”

“Yes…”

“Yes… yes…”

“I understand!”

After putting down the phone, Situ He took a deep breath.

In the phone call just now, the commander-in-chief had proposed an idea.

The target had encountered some kind of indescribable trouble.

Then, he bought these books.

Considering that the target was living in human society in the guise of a bookstore owner.

And considering that the books he sold were all books with mysterious strength and extraordinary potential.

Commander-in-chief judged that the target felt or had anticipated that a problem or trouble would appear.

So, he bought the books.

Maybe he was planning to create a new batch of strange books that could specifically solve the problem or trouble he had foreseen.

So…

Commander-in-chief gave him a task.

Go to the target store and test it out.

For this, the commander-in-chief allowed him to use the special Federal Reserve.

If the target allowed him, he could go to his store and buy a new book.

But for this matter, he had to seize the time and make sure that the target store had new books.

“That is the only way!” Situ He touched the flashlight on him.

This particular treasure was now in his collection.

Because he already knew that this thing had the power comparable to a rail cannon!

As he was thinking about this, the target on the screen in front of him had already walked out of the surveillance range of the wholesale market’s cameras.

Situ He raised his head and immediately asked, “Where did the target go?”

“He seems to have gone to a printing shop in the alley next door…” a staff member answered.

“Printing shop?”Situ He frowned. “Why did he go there?”

“I don’t know…”

Situ He quickly checked. There were no foreign species or transcendents in the printing shop in the wholesale market.

That made him heave a sigh of relief.

… … … ..

Ling Pingan walked out of the printing shop named Ming Yang.

That shop and his family had an old relationship.

Since his parents’ era, this printing shop had been in charge of the production of posters and signboards for his bookstore.

“Uncle Wen, you don’t have to send me off!” Ling Pingan turned around and waved at the old man, who was determined to send him off.

“Little Pingan… If you’re free, come to Uncle Wen’s house to play…” the old man said goodbye to Ling Pingan with a smile.

“Okay!” Ling Pingan hugged the kitten, Bastet, and bowed to the old man.

Seeing the old man disappear behind the shop door, Ling Pingan also sighed.

Speaking of which, in his parents’ era, printing shops were as popular as bookstores.

But…

With the rise of the mobile internet, bookstores and printing shops were both on the verge of closing down!

Just now, Uncle Wen had a talk with him in his shop. Uncle Wen planned to retire this year after finishing his business.

One was that the business was becoming more and more difficult to do.

The other was that the profits were becoming less and less.

The key was that his children were not willing to inherit this industry.

It was too hard, and there was no money to be made!

Therefore, he would probably have to find someone else for next year’s posters, shop plaques, and wallpaper.

That made Ling Pingan feel a little uncomfortable!

He was not used to finding new partners because that might require him to get used to it, and it was also very troublesome.

But that was how the world was.

“Let’s go home!” Carrying the kitten Bastet, Ling Pingan rubbed his stomach. He was a little hungry.

It was time to go home and order takeout to fill up his tummy!

At night, he had to change the wallpaper and posters of the bookstore.

He also had to prepare a new bookshelf for the new books!

The mission required a lot of energy and time!

… … … … ..

Situ He looked at the information on the industry and commerce page.

After the registration information disappeared, this small printing shop named Ming Yang had existed for dozens of years.

However, its owner had already applied to close down.

The closing time was next march.

According to the results of other investigations, the target’s family seemed to have a long-term relationship with this printing shop.

After thinking for a while…

Situ He pursed his lips, then picked up the phone and called Xia Ping.

“Chief Xia…” the call connected, and Situ He immediately said, “Ming Yang printing shop in the wholesale market, can you think of a way to buy it?”

“Yes…”

“Okay… Sorry to trouble you, Chief Xia!”

Putting down the phone, Situ He smirked slightly.