I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

It was another boring day. Ling Pingan sat at the counter and stared at the computer screen.

He felt that his life had lost its meaning.

Because the document on the computer screen showed no words.

The typing time was 6 hours and 42 minutes.

The input speed was 3,260 words per hour.

But there was not a single word left in the document.

Because he had deleted all of them.

He had tried writing four different introductions in total.

A son-in-law who lives in the home of his wife's parents, soldier king, abandoned child, and the loser who strikes back.

These were all the current most popular topics!

But unfortunately, each of the introductions was merely introductions.

And then he had deleted them.

The reason was…

"This damned fondness for reasonability." He sighed.

To web writers, fetishes on reasonability were the enemies of their entire lives! They were the biggest obstacle to every writer's promotion and rise!

And obviously, he could not break through this hurdle either.

He even wanted to find evidence reference on the son-in-law who lives in the home of his wife's parents to write a novel about it.

Wasn't this just creating trouble for himself?

Meow!

The kitten, Bastet, jumped onto him and rubbed her head affectionately against his chest.

She seemed to be comforting him.

"Good girl!" Ling Pingan stroked the kitten's soft fur and felt some warmth.

He stood up and looked out the door.

It was already evening.

He looked at the takeaway box that had been delivered at noon.

There were leftovers of many sushi and a big bowl of unadon inside it.

He thought about it and gave up the rushing thoughts to call in a delivery.

When he was in school, he had already known the importance of environmental protection.

For the forests and wetlands of the Federal Empire, as well as for the protection of animals and plants that inhabit the protected areas.

Ling Pingan had always been very frugal.

Therefore, he picked up the leftovers from lunch and walked upstairs. He heated them casually, took them down, and sat down at the counter to eat.

The leftovers did not taste good anymore.

But Ling Ping An ate slowly and was half full.

He put down the bowl and chopsticks and glanced at the kitten who was looking at him eagerly.

"Do you want to drink tea again?" He could tell at a glance that the kitten was coveting his "tea leaves".

Meow.

The kitten purred as if she understands what he meant.

"Okay!" Ling Pingan stood up, took the teacup, poured some tea leaves from the drawer in, and walked to the water dispenser to brew a cup of fragrant tea.

The man and the kitten shared the cup of fragrant tea.

"Satisfied!" After drinking his share, Ling Pingan slumped on the chair in satisfaction.

He caught a glimpse of a drunk figure, staggering in front of his shop from the corner of his eyes.

Thump!

He fell to the ground.

Ling Pingan hurriedly stood up. He pushed the door open and saw the guy who had fallen at his door.

It was a foreigner who looked as if he was in his thirties.

Ling Pingan scratched his head.

As a law-abiding and well-mannered citizen of the Federal Empire, Ling Pingan was friendly to these foreign friends.

After all, most people who could come to the Federal Empire's mainland were either tourists or businessmen.

"Sir…" he squatted down and patted the drunkard's shoulder. "Are you okay?"

He was not afraid that the drunkard did not understand the language of the Federal Empire.

That was because the official language of the Federal Empire was used all over the world.

After all, almost everyone had a request from the Federal Empire, and the Federal Empire could live a comfortable life even if it is isolated from the world.

That was why the Gonghe Party advocated glorious isolation.

The fights outside the federal had nothing to do with them!

Wouldn't it be great to lock the door and seclude in the small attic, enjoying their solitary state?

When the drunkard heard his words, he seemed to have opened his eyes somewhat soberly.

Then, he moved his lips.

Ling Pingan quickly lowered his head again.

In the end, he saw a dagger pressed against his neck.

"Kid!" The drunkard from the foreign country instantly turned into an extremely fierce state from his drunken state. He grabbed Ling Pingan's collar and pressed the dagger tightly against his neck. "Take me in quickly, or don't blame my knife for being merciless!"

Ling Pingan almost peed in his pants.

This was the first time he had encountered such a dangerous event in his life.

However, he was not flustered.

After thinking carefully, he decided to stall this foreigner first.

Thus, he said, "calm down! Sir, calm down!"

"We can discuss a solution through this…" he looked at the dagger pressed against his neck. For some reason, Ling Pingan was unexpectedly a little excited.

As if the dagger at his neck was just a toy knife.

"Are you here for money, or…?" He asked.

"Cut the crap!" The foreigner began to exert force on his hand. "Pretend to help me into your shop first!'

"Okay!" Ling Pingan nodded. "Since that's what you want…"

Therefore, he reached out his hand and cooperated with the foreigner's actions. He pulled him up and walked into the shop under his threat.

Meow!

A sharp meowing voice sounded.

Ling Pingan saw the kitten, Bastet, jumped up from the corner of the counter.

The kitten's vigorous body was extremely elegant.

It landed on the foreigner's head at an extremely fast speed.

Then, it stretched out its claws and scratched his scalp.

Ah!

The foreigner let out a miserable cry.

It looked like the kitten had scratched him in pain.

Ling Pingan immediately took the opportunity to break free from his coercion.

Then, with a quick step, he picked up the Bronze Taotie artifact that he was going to give to his aunt.

He turned around and gave him a blast.

Bang!

The bronze artifact hit the man's skull.

It made him bleed profusely.

He staggered and fell to the ground.

Ling Pingan carefully stepped forward and kicked him, but there was no response from the man.

"That scared the hell out of me!" He let out a long sigh of relief.

Then he picked up the phone. "Hello, is this 110?"

"I have a robber here with me that was trying to rob me with a knife…"

"Hmm, you might not believe what I'm about to tell you, but the robber was subdued by me and my cat…"

"That was close!"

"Hurry up and come over!"

After hanging up the phone, Ling Pingan went forward and hugged the kitten, who was still lying next to the foreign criminal. It growled softly, baring its fangs, and brandished its claws like a hunter.

Then, he kissed her on the mouth.

"Little darling, you're so brave!" Ling Pingan said, "I'll buy you whatever you want to eat from now!"

If not for the kitten, Ling Pingan felt that he would have died here today.

It was too thrilling!

But…

It was so exciting!

He didn't know why…

Ling Ping An had a faint expectation in his heart.

He hoped that he could be so excited every day.

"Bah bah bah!" He spat repeatedly. "Bad wishes come true, while the good ones never do!"

The police of the Federal Empire were very efficient.

A few minutes later, a police car with blaring sirens arrived at the entrance of Ling Pingan's shop.

A strong-built police officer led a few police officers out of the car.

"Where is the robber?" The police officer asked.

Ling Pingan pointed at his counter.

"Police officer, there he is!" he said.

To him, the person in front of his counter was a typical foreigner.

He had blond hair, slightly bald, and a pockmarked face.

But in the eyes of the police officer.

There was no such thing as a human on the floor.

It was clearly a creature with a smashed head, and its entire body was almost completely shattered, but they could still vaguely recognize the mutilated body of a werewolf.

The police officer gulped.