Im Not A Demon Lord's
Chapter 53's
Ling PingAn quickly checked all the options.
He had checked all the boxes he needed to check within five minutes.
Because he didn't have to think too hard about any questions.
He simply chose an option that seemed fair and moral.
As a law-abiding citizen of the Federal Kingdom, Ling PingAn has not forgotten the values of the Federal Kingdom, even in the game.
Equality, friendship, virtue…
Once Ling PingAn is done and sends out all the options, another message box appears: Dear Player, you can now choose to write and edit your character's background story in Legend of Nightmare. Alternatively, you can let the system assign a story to your character at random.
Ling PingAn scratched his head.
He has a strong drive to harness his creativity.
Yet…
“I haven't found an idea for my new book!”
So he chose to let the system create a story about him.
Instead of staying to see how his story plays out, he clicked the “ out of game” button.
…
Ling PingAn raised his head and found himself sitting behind the cashier table.
He still holds the phone in his hand.
The watch stuck on the back of the phone is gone.
He looked up and saw the clock on the wall.
It's already two and a half hours.
“It's been over two hours!” He clicked his tongue and reminisced about the wonderful feeling he had in the game and said, “What a game!
“I need to thank the person who sent me the invitation code.”
He picked up his phone and walked into WeChat Read.
He found NorthernWindz and sent him a private message, “Bung, thank you very much!”
Then he began to think about what to eat for his lunch.
Actually, it's not a difficult question.
He had only three options: a beef noodle soup, a rice bowl with boiled beef, or a rice bowl with pork ribs.
After a moment of hesitation, he picked up a bowl of rice with pork ribs and immediately ordered.
At this moment, he heard someone knocking on the door.
A young woman in her early 20s was standing outside the door.
He looks shy and shy.
Ling PingAn stepped forward, opened the door, and asked, “Halo, can I help you?”
“Halo.” The young lady was also very polite. He bowed to Ling PingAn and said, “Master, I am Aunt Wang's nephew from the laundry at the corner.”
“Oh...” Ling PingAn smiled and said, “Please enter.”
Although he had never seen her before, he was practically his neighbor because he was Aunt Wang's nephew.
As the saying goes, a close neighbor is better than a distant relative.
The modern lifestyle in the city has destroyed the ancient sense of the environment and community.
Many people never even say hello despite living next door.
They know nothing about the work, personality, or composition of their neighbors' families.
Thin smiles are the most they offer when meeting in an elevator.
The situation was not too bad for the street where Ling PingAn lived.
At least he knew the name of his neighbor.
Everyone is willing to help their best abilities in case something unexpected happens.
“Thank you, but I don't need to go in.” The young lady looked timid and nervous as if she didn't have much experience in interacting with others. He lowered his head and said, “My aunt asked me to come here and pick up clothes…
“Can I ask where your clothes are?”
Ling PingAn slapped his own forehead and laughed. “See how forgetful I am.
Wait for me here.
“Two minutes. I'll get you some clothes soon. “
He turned around and rushed upstairs.
He looked at the strange man who was climbing the stairs.
And he remembered what the chief said to him before he came here.
“Little An, you've been working here for six months, right?
“Did everything go well?
“The Federal Empire has an important task for you…
Are you willing to contribute to the Federal Empire?
Furthermore, he was assigned to this environment even though he did not fully understand what was going on.
Because her aunt runs a laundry in this area.
The chief called out to him directly.
As a result, she came to this seemingly ordinary bookstore to run her aunt's errands.
Trial sergeant Blackguard muses, “How is the federal duty to pick up clothes for laundry?”
He doesn't understand.
This bookstore looked very ordinary in his eyes.
Erms…
A young experimental sergeant sees a cat lying on a table in a bookstore.
“How beautiful!” The young lady was instantly attracted to the cat.
Not many girls could withstand the soft fur, wide eyes, and delicate figure of a cat.
He wanted to intervene and pet the cat.
However, he stopped just as he was about to take a step forward.
Before he came here, the chieftain had warned him repeatedly that he could not enter the store without a previous order, let alone touch anything in the store.
Although the young woman did not understand the purpose of the ban, as a Blackguard, she was trained to obey orders even before she accepted the job.
At this point, he heard footsteps coming down the stairs.
The young man was holding a large bag of clothes.
“Thank you very much!” He politely handed her his bag and said, “I will send the money to Aunt Wang soon.”
“Good.” The young lady nodded, picked up the bag of clothes, and bowed again as she left.
Meow!
He could not help but turn his head when he heard the cat.
He saw the cat jump to the ground.
Then the cat lowered his head and rubbed his cheek against the man's leg.
“What an adorable!” The young sergeant of the Black Guard felt his heart almost melt.
…
While holding the clothes bag, An Xiaoxiao returned to the laundry operated by her aunt in the next corner.
But it wasn't her aunt who was waiting for her at the laundry.
It was a group of serious-faced officers from Blackguard.
The head of the group was Lieutenant Colonel Xia Ping, head of the Guangnan Region Black Guards.
Where are his clothes? The usually law-protected chieftain leaped to An Xiaoxiao as soon as she returned.
“This...” A Xiaoxiao handed over the bag she was holding.
Xia Ping picked it up and carefully placed it inside a box made of tin plates.
As a Lieutenant Colonel in the Black Guards, Xia Ping was a high-level official in Guangnan District. Nonetheless, he sealed the box himself, lifted it up with some co-workers, and carried it through the back door of the laundry.
The Royal Federal military vehicles have been waiting there for a while.
After putting the box inside the car, Xia Ping turned to face An Xiaoxiao and shouted her orders, “You can't discuss anything that happened today with anyone else!
“And you cannot contact the owner of that bookstore without my permission or instructions.
“You should report to me as soon as possible if the bookstore owner calls you.
This is an order!
“Ya sir!” A Xiaoxiao saluted and nodded solemnly.
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