I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

Chapter 86 - The Guide of Making the Terracotta Army of the Immortal Qin Empire

Chapter 86: The Guide of Making the Terracotta Army of the Immortal Qin Empire

Ling Pingan walked between the bookshelves.

His eyes wandered from book to book.

He thought for a long time and finally decided.

He pulled out a book from the bookshelf.

A Collection of Famous Objects in Qin and Han Dynasties, published by the Federal Empire Press in 2780 Gonghe era, had been published almost sixty years ago.

The book was one of the few books in Ling Pingan’s bookshop that still used the old-fashioned vertical and traditional writing style.

Although it was an ancient book, its practical value was extremely high.

Ling Pingan had written history literature a while ago by using it as a reference.

In this book, there were many studies and introductions of the Qin and Han dynasties’ clothing, artifacts, weapons, and tools, explained by the Federal Empire.

The key was that it had pictures and words.

“That customer might like this book.” Ling Pingan thought.

After all, the examiners would always love these books that were full of the real stuff.

Besides, the vertical arrangement of the writings in this book should be able to satisfy this customer’s psychological needs, even though it was already the 1940s of the 28th century of the Gonghe era.

On the land of Qin, they were also clamoring that we were about to enter the new century.

However, the nostalgic and old-fashioned people were still like a school of silver carps.

Among these people, some liked to be unconventional. They love to read the traditional form words in vertical lines and always felt that the simplified form words in horizontal lines were an insult to them.

In fact, they were doing it to show off.

Therefore, they always had to pay the price for their stupidity and scammed by others.

There…

Ling Pingan turned around and looked at the young man who was wearing Han attire. Even his sitting posture was like that of the Han people.

He smiled. “Man, in any case, you might be scammed by others. I can at least sell you real goods here.”

So, he took the book and walked back.

… … ..

Liu Zhi was sitting on a bench that seemed to be made of some leather.

He was not quite used to it.

However, he had to adapt to his identity as the crown prince of Xinghan Kingdom, and he had to maintain a perfect sitting posture.

A king would not let his crown fall even he dies!

Even in the lair of the diablo, he was determined not to lose his ritual and etiquette.

Tap, tap, tap…

The sound of footsteps lingered in his ears.

Meow!

The kitten, which had been lying in the corner of the counter, jumped to the ground and purred intimately. Then, it was picked up by the owner of the bookstore.

Then, Liu Zhi saw the owner of the bookstore walk to him with a book that was emitting strong dragon power.

“Dear customer, please take a look…” he said, “this is a book that records many ancient secrets and research!”

Liu Zhi took the book from the owner.

When his hand touched the pages of the book, the Black Dragon bloodline in his body began to boil.

That made his body temperature start to rise, making his pupils fill with blood.

He lowered his head and looked at the cover of the book.

“The Guide of Making the Terracotta Army of the Immortal Qin Empire”.

That was the name of the book.

Liu Zhi gulped.

Then he looked at the inscription on the lower-left corner. A golden dragon shadow was engraved on it.

That was the personal seal of the missing ancestral dragon.

So… this was the personal handwriting of the ancestral dragon?

As the crown prince who grew up in the stories and legends of the ancestral dragon, Liu Zhi worshipped the great existence, who had suppressed the world two hundred years ago. He beat up Slaanesh with his fists, kicked Tzeentch with his feet, and even claimed to be a loving father of all nations. He was the devotion of all.

So, when he saw the book’s title and the writing style, his hand tightly gripped the book.

But…

He quickly realized that he would have to pay the price to get it.

“Sir!” As the Crown Prince of Xinghan Kingdom, Liu Zhi was taught very well since he was young. Moreover, after witnessing his eldest brother’s death after being annihilated. Liu Zhi had learned to hide his emotions. He tried his best to calm himself before raising his head to look at the monster. It was the owner of the bookstore, the terrifying Diablo. “I wonder what price you would need me to pay to sell this book to me?”

He laughed.

The laughter came out from the fog around his head as if he was a little pleased and proud.

The fire in his eyes rose with the laughter.

He said, “Two hundred and eighteen yuan, thank you!”

He walked to the wooden counter, took out two signs from what seemed to be a drawer, and said to Liu Zhi, “of course, you can also choose to pay by scanning the code!”

Liu Zhi looked over and only saw two horrible and evil things.

One of them was covered in blood and tears as if countless souls were wailing in it.

And the other was a whirlpool that was rotating eternally and slowly.

“So…” Liu Zhi thought, “I have to pay him with soul or blood?”

That was what a Diablo would do!

But…

“Two hundred and eighteen yuan?”

“He accepts some currency too?!”

Thinking of this, Liu Zhi reached out to his belt and took out a brocade pouch.

Opening the pouch filled with shiny coins.

They were the most important strategic resource of the Xinghan Kingdom, half a tael of Immortal Qin!

Only the ancestral dragon era could produce large amounts of sacred coins!

They were the most important resource for the Great Wall Fortress built by the ancestral dragon!

Currently, the entire Xinghan Kingdom could produce only thousands of coins a year with the strength of the entire country.

It was only enough to maintain the daily operation of the Great Wall Fortress.

As it was too difficult to produce, the Xinghan Kingdom had no choice but to settle for the second-best. They could produce eight baht and three baht of low-quality coins in large amounts.

However, the price was that once these inferior coins were used, the system of the Great Wall fortress would gradually slow down and might even collapse.

Now, for the book written by the ancestral dragon in his hand, Liu Zhi had no choice but to put in a lot of money.

Liu Zhi held the bag of coins and looked at the monster, the owner of the bookstore, and asked, “I wonder if you will accept the payment with these half-taels?”

… … ..

Ling Pingan looked at the young customer, taking out a silk vintage coin pouch. Then, he poured out the brand-new ancient coins in front of him.

“I wonder if you will accept the payment with these half-taels?”

Ling Pingan listened to the young customer and frowned slightly.

Half-tael coins?

Half a tael from the Qin dynasty?!

Wasn’t that a cultural relic?!

They should be handed over to the country!

He walked forward, picked up one, and looked at it, then shook his head with a laugh. “Dear customer, the craftsmanship isn’t up to standard!”

Although he wasn’t a professional antique examiner.

He knew that the half-tael from the Qin dynasty was forged from bronze.

And the ancient coins in his hands were only similar.

Looking at the color and the surface of the coins, they were too new!

It looked like they had been made less than a month ago!

So…

The silly kid was probably scammed by someone.

Just as he was about to speak, Ling Pingan saw that the young customer had lowered his head. His face was blushing, and he seemed to be very ashamed.

The words that he was about to say were suddenly stuck in his throat.

After all…

How could a person who had paid the price of being foolish not to be angry if he were to talk about this matter again?

So…

Where was the customer tricked by some unscrupulous, bad-hearted peddler?

He might have even been tricked into bankruptcy.

Thinking of this, Ling Pingan could not help but feel sympathetic.

Of course, more importantly, he thought of the future.

Don’t you think that such a high-quality customer (a money machine) should be protected?

Therefore, he smiled and picked out twenty to thirty so-called half-taels of coins from the young man’s money bag. He estimated the loss that will cost him, then he gave the bag of money back. “Alright, I will suffer some loss and sell this book to you!”

In any case, he probably would not be able to sell the book even he kept it in the bookstore.

He might as well invest in the customer. Who knows, there might be a surprise in the future!