I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

"Oh!"

Ling PingAn looked outside with surprise.

He was confused. He didn't know why the street, which had just been illuminated by the streetlights, had suddenly become covered by a layer of fog.

"What's with the weather in Jiangcheng City?" He shook his head and walked outside to scope out the situation.

However, the fog was too thick. The visibility was extremely low.

He could barely make out what was only a few feet in front of him.

Meow. The little cat cried out. Then it took hold of the corner of his trousers and pulled him backward.

"You're scared, aren't you?" Ling PingAn squatted down and picked up the little creature. "Don't be scared! No one will harm you ever again!"

He was about to go back in the house with the creature in his arms.

And suddenly he saw the light of a flashlight from within the fog, far away.

"Such a thick fog…

"But there are still people walking around in it?"

Ling PingAn thought to himself, "They must be people who had just gotten off the night shift...

"But are there factories like that nearby?" He scratched his head.

Jiangcheng City had once been a city that was dominated by heavy industries.

However, over the past two decades, with the rapid development of the Internet, artificial intelligence and automation had started to proliferate within the city.

The once labor-intensive business structures were no more.

"Could the workers who managed these streets have come to investigate the area?" he thought.

Sometime later, as the light from the flashlight got closer, Ling PingAn saw the people who were coming out of the fog.

"Hmm…" He was startled, "It's the old Republican from yesterday...?"

"And he's even brought along another person."

"He's a visitor who keeps his word." Ling PingAn praised him. "Indeed, my homeroom teacher from high school wasn't wrong. Everyone from the Gonghe Party seems righteous."

He walked forward with a smile.

He'd forgotten about his judgment of the Gonghe Party last night.

...…

Situ He walked forward, carrying the flashlight.

Soon, he arrived at the bookstore.

The light from the flashlight illuminated the area in front of him.

A human figure appeared out of the thick fog.

Situ He swallowed hard.

He froze as he stared at this human who had appeared from out of the fog.

He was carrying a small cat. Flickers of fire slowly flamed in the corners of his eyes. It was the owner of the bookstore.

The fog was like his territory.

The fog shifted around him. The fog around him parted automatically to form a path.

Finally, the fog revealed his full appearance.

If they hadn't looked up and had only seen the area under his neck, then this person looked no different from any other young person in the Federal Empire.

He was dressed in casual clothes, the kind you could find in any cheap store.

The shoes he was wearing were also normal sports shoes.

However, it was this ordinary clothing and shoes that reminded Situ He about the clothing that had been sent for testing.

Every piece of his clothing had the defensive capabilities of an A-tier magic robe.

In other words, even if the person did not move, Situ He knew that he wouldn't be able to injure him even using all of his strength.

"Visitor, you certainly keep to your word!" The fog circled him like a servant following its master. It also seemed as if the fog was a soldier protecting its lord.

He seemed to be happy to see Zhang Hui too, who was standing beside Situ He. "Come in and have a seat inside."

Situ He looked at Zhang Hui.

He realized that the expression of the palace's Secretary of Internal Affairs had also become nervous.

There were some beads of sweat on his cheeks.

Seizing the opportunity when the other party turned to go into the house, Situ He whispered, "Secretary, have you managed to observe anything?"

Zhang Hui shook his head.

"He might be more troublesome than the worse-case scenario we have ever imagined," Situ He said sternly.

"If this is not handled well, there might be another Mount Li in Guangnan."

Gasp!

Situ He gasped.

The underground palace of Emperor Qin at Mount Li was the most troublesome incident that the Federal Empire had ever faced since its inception.

Ultimately, it took the Commander in Chief getting injured in order to suppress the abnormalities in the underground palace.

He then heard Zhang Hui say, "This isn't the unconscious Mount Li…

"But a Mount Li that has awakened!"

Situ He's eyes bulged when he heard these words. "It can't be…"

He knew what Mount Li meant.

It could be said that the world was facing its greatest danger.

If the situation was not dealt with properly, the entire world might be faced with destruction because of this awakening.

At this moment, in the bookstore on the other side of the thick fog, two blazing eyes looked out and shouted at them, "You two visitors, come in quickly!"

The thick fog slowly started to gather as a reaction to the voice.

Situ He even saw something glide past him in the fog.

He glanced at Zhang Hui. Zhang Hui glanced at him.

The two of them knew that the owner had given them an invitation.

If they did not accept the invitation, it meant that they were not giving the owner any respect.

Whether or not the owner would pursue the matter was another question.

The creatures in the thick fog might act on their master's humiliation and settle the score with them.

Situ He quickly replied, "Coming!"

The two of them hurried up and walked toward the bookstore.

The thick fog became a little more silent.

...…

Zhang Hui followed Situ He to the entrance of the bookstore.

Indeed, just as Situ He had said, all of the restrictions and bindings vanished without a trace the moment they reached the entrance.

Zhang Hui looked up at the sign hanging at the entrance of the bookstore.

Something was flowing on the signboard.

His powerful psionic sense seemed to have detected an eerie, evil murmur.

It was as if something was faintly singing a strange, eerie song with an imperceptible tune under the bricks of the wall.

Merely sensing these phenomena made Zhang Hui feel mentally unstable.

His soul seemed to want to split apart.

He quickly sealed off his psionic senses. At the same time, he formed a

Spirit-Calming Seal with both his hands and finally stopped the strange movements of his soul.

"Please enter!" The owner's greetings spread within the bookstore.

At the same time, Zhang Hui heard the sounds made by the water fountain.

Gurgle, gurgle…

He looked at Situ He. The two of them pushed open the door and walked into the store.

"My kind customers. please have a seat…" Standing by the water fountain beside the counter, the owner, who seemed to be holding a disposable cup, was pouring them a drink.

Soon, two cups of hot tea were placed in front of them.

"These are tea leaves that a friend has given me," he said. "It tastes quite good. Please give it a try."

Zhang Hui and Situ He looked at each other, then looked down at the tea that had been placed in front of them.

Golden leaves were floating in the teacup.

A powerful psionic power was emanating from the tea.

The water in the cup was dancing with joy.

Yes!

The water was dancing!

The water that was dense with psionic power was akin to a legendary ginseng fruit or heavenly peach. It had spiritual qualities.

Thus, he understood that just this cup of tea might be able to solidify the core of his power.

It made him even more confident of his push to rise to the rank of admiral.

This was the divine medicine that the fables spoke of!

"Don't hold back!" The owner of the bookstore said in a friendly manner, "My friend has given me quite a bit of tea…"

"Yes, that friend is like you two customers. She also came to this shop to buy books…

"We're on good terms and she gave me some of these tea leaves."

Zhang Hui and Situ He immediately became startled when they heard those words.

This was information overload!