I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon Chapter 213: New Bookstore (1)

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Situ He watched the target reappear under the camera.

He immediately told the people beside him: “Go and check, what did the target just go upstairs to do?”

“Yes!”

About ten minutes later, Situ He got a list.

The shopping list of the target.

The “Yi Jin Jing”?

“On the Scientific Method of Internal Strength”?

“Ancient Alchemy and Wangqi”?

These are fantasy books that were popular decades ago, when it was the golden age of martial arts.

So, similar books are very popular.

But now…

Even the new-style Xianxia is going to decline.

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

“Stars: A Guide to Gene Ascension”.

What is this?

“Stars: A Guide to Psionic Ascension”.

What is this again?

“Stars: Cthulhu and Ancient Gods”

Finally, it’s normal.

However, Situ He checked with his mobile phone and found that these books are an official game set series.

The next bibliography is somewhat nonsensical.

“Dark Fairy Tales”?

“Mind and Consciousness Construction”?

……………………

All the books are very different, and they cannot be played together.

So…

What exactly does the goal want to do?

Situ He looked at the book list on the list and said that he could not understand.

Then he ordered a book that was the same as the target shopping list.

His order was quickly implemented, and soon someone moved a large box of books to him.

Situ He picked them up and read them all.

He looked at them all quickly, and his brows became tighter.

He felt that his level was indeed too low.

Can’t understand the target’s behavior at all.

“He wants these books, these are completely ordinary, can even be said to be nutritious books for what?”

Except for a few of these books, they are somewhat nutritious.

The rest are all folk sciences, even fantasy books that are not even considered folk sciences.

A supreme ancient god, specially at such a sensitive time, ran to a sensitive place, and then bought a batch of unnutritional broken books to go back…

Situ He swallowed.

He couldn’t help picking up the phone and dialing that number.

“The Governor, it’s me, Situ He…” After the call was connected, he hesitated for a while, and after a brief description of the matter, he asked his own question: “The Governor…Goal, so What’s the meaning of doing it?”

“What message does he want to deliver?”

“Um…”

“Yes…”

“The goal was indeed very anxious before doing this…”

“After he finished this thing, he was a lot easier, and it seemed to have solved the problem…”

“Yes…”

“I promise!”

“Um…”

“Yes…Yes…”

“Understood!”

Putting down the phone, Situ He took a deep breath.

In the phone call just now, the governor proposed an idea.

The target is in some kind of unspeakable trouble.

Then He bought these books.

Considering that the goal is to live in human society under the disguise of a bookstore owner.

Considering again, the books he sells are all strange books and sacred books with mysterious powers and extraordinary potential.

The governor judges that the target feels or has anticipated that a certain problem or trouble will arise.

So, He bought these books.

Maybe I am planning to create a new batch of novel books that can specifically solve the problems or troubles he foresees.

So…

The governor gave him a task.

Go to the target store and try it out.

For this reason, the governor allowed him to use the Federal Reserve Materials.

As long as the target is willing, go to his store and buy a new book.

But in this matter, we must grasp the time, it is best to make sure that there are new books in the target store.

“That’s all!” Situ He touched the flashlight in his arms.

This baby, now he is personally collecting.

Because he knows that this thing is as powerful as a railgun!

He was thinking about this. The target on the front screen has already gone out of the camera monitoring range of the book wholesale market.

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

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

“Wenyin Store?” Situ He frowned: “What is he going there for?”

“I don’t know…”

Situ He quickly checked, and there are no strangers or extraordinary people in the entire book wholesale market.

It made him sigh.

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Lingping walked out of this Wenyin shop called Mingyang.

This store has an old relationship with his family.

Since his parents’ days, this print shop has been responsible for the production of posters and signs for his bookstore.

“Uncle Wen, don’t give it away!” Lingping turned around and waved at the old man who wanted to send it out.

“Little Ping An…If you have time, come and play at Uncle Wen’s house…” The old man smiled and said goodbye to Lingping.

“Hao Le!” Lingping hugged the kitten Best, and said to the old man.

Ling Ping An sighed as the old man disappeared behind the shop door.

Speaking of, in his parents’ time, Wenyin Stores were as popular as bookstores.

But…

With the rise of the mobile Internet, bookstores and print shops have been hit hard!

I just talked to him in Uncle Wen’s shop. Uncle Wen plans to retire after finishing this year.

The harder and harder business is one of them.

Less and less profit is the second.

The key is that children are not willing to inherit this industry.

Too hard, no money yet!

So, next year’s posters, store plaques, and wallpaper will have to find someone else.

This makes Lingping’s uncomfortable!

He is not used to finding new partners, because it may require running-in and troublesome.

But this is how the world is.

“Let’s go home!” Holding the kitten Best, he touched his stomach peacefully, a little hungry.

It’s time to go home and order takeaway to fill up my stomach!

At night, I have to change the wallpaper and posters of the bookstore.

We have to prepare new bookshelves for new books!

This task requires a lot of energy and time!

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Situ He watched the information noted on the business page ~IndoMTL.com~ the registration message disappeared. This small print shop named “Ming Yang” has been in existence for decades.

But its owner has already applied for graduation.

The closing time is March next year.

According to other survey results, the target family seems to have a long-term relationship with this print shop.

Thinking about it…

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

“Director Xia…” The phone was connected, and Situ He immediately said: “The famous book printing shop in the book wholesale market, can you find a way to sell it?”

“Um…”

“Okay… I have trouble Director Xia!”

Putting down the phone, the corners of Situ He’s mouth rose slightly.