I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

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

Han Li walked to the base’s supply collection point.

She inserted the card she always carried around with her into the electronic card slot.

After the red light beeped, her personal account data appeared on the screen: Name: Han Li; Gender: Female; Age: 18; Position: Major in Donglin City Security Department.

Contribution points: 21,321; Number of Sweeping Missions Completed: 43; Number of Individual Missions Performed: 25; Task Completion Rate: 70%.

Looking at the data displayed on the screen, Han Li pondered about it for a minute and then extended her hand and tapped the exchange button on the screen.

Immediately, the list of exchangeable items popped up.

Among them, the more than a dozen special resources that were only eligible to demon hunters were particularly eye-catching.

“…” Han Li thought about the “Lower Abyss Research Report” she was holding. The bookstore owner who she’d met in the fog had priced it at .

She’d used the Spirit Blade she always carried with her, as well as a pack of Cerulean Spirit Tea, as a pledge to the bookstore owner, and he had consented to let her take the report away.

This was what she had been thinking about.

A Spirit Blade had the exchange value of 5,000 contribution points here in the base.

While a pack of Cerulean Spirit Tea was 500 points.

In other words, if her guess wasn’t off the mark, as mentioned by the bookstore owner was roughly equivalent to 100 contribution points…?

Han Li wasn’t quite sure about that.

But she believed that it should be almost correct.

Therefore, she needed something that was enough to impress the bookstore owner so that he would sell better books to her.

Han Li’s eyes scoured the screen.

Finally, she found something that she thought would surely impress the bookstore owner.

It was also the exchangeable item with the highest value in the base.

A flat peach.

Han Li extended her hand and gently touched the image of a flat peach on the screen, and the screen immediately diverted her to the introduction page.

Flat peach: After the Great Apocalypse, a magical peach forest grew at the peak of Mount Taishan.

Peach trees bloom once every three years, bear fruit three years after flowering, and mature three years after bearing fruit.

Each individual plant will yield at most nine mature fruits.

As appraised by the National Group of Experts, the flat peach has the magical ability to reshape bodily function, repair physical damage, and strengthen the human body.

Because of its scarcity and the difficulty involved in obtaining it, it is included in the catalog of the National Strategic Reserve Supplies.

Exchange condition: Demon Hunter; Rank: Major and above.

Exchange price: 30,000 contribution points.

“30,000 contribution points…” Han Li tried to approximate the exchange rate. “It should be equivalent to the as mentioned by the bookstore owner.”

“The Lower Abyss Research Report is .…”

“With , it should be possible for me to exchange for a book from the bookstore owner that can help me get rid of the ravings or at least something that can enhance my will.”

The ravings in her ears skittered.

Seemingly telling her that her judgment was correct.

Han Li stretched her hand out to her waist and touched her flashlight.

“I’m still lacking more than 7,000 contribution points…” Han Li raised her head. “I need to do some missions!”

So she exited the page, returned to the home page, and tapped on the mission area.

The Sweeping Missions posted by the Donglin City Security Department immediately filled her sights in a densely packed manner.

Han Li randomly scanned through them and found the mission that she wanted.

“A harpy has been found nesting in the northern suburbs of the city, 100 miles north of the Farmland Base. Destroy the harpy’s nest or drive it away. Reward: 1,300 contribution points.” This mission had been posted by the Donglin City Department of Agriculture. Without even thinking, Han Li accepted the mission.

“A group of gargoyles has been found near the expressway in the northern suburbs of Donglin City. Eliminate them. Protect the expressway from any damage. Reward: 500 contribution points.” This mission was posted by the Donglin City Transportation Department. Han Li accepted it also.

“The building in the north of old Donglin City, the original Zhentai Industrial Edifice, has been taken over by Red Demons. Clean them up or drive them away! Reward: 1,000 contribution points.”

…

Han Li kept on tapping on accept mission.

Soon, a massive blank space appeared in the initially crowded mission area.

She alone had accepted more than a dozen tasks within a short period of time.

All were located in the northern suburbs and northern areas of Donglin City.

For Han Li, she was only doing this because convenience would translate into higher efficiency.

But for Donglin City’s Security Base, this news was like an earthquake.

Swiftly, Han Li’s communication device rang.

As she answered, the voice of Wang Jingcheng, head of Donglin City’s Security Department, could be heard in her headphones, “Major Han, why have you suddenly accepted so many missions?”

“Could it be that…,” he asked worriedly.

In the past, when demon hunters started to accept missions frantically, it was a sign that their bodies were beginning to collapse.

This was them, trying to contribute as much as possible to the country and the people before they crumbled.

For countless demon hunters, they would be lying inside a space capsule upon doing this.

“Rest assured, sir,” Han Li said sullenly, “…I’m fine!”

Yes, she was fine.

Han Li felt better than ever before.

She gently extended her hands. A long scarlet whip abruptly materialized in her hands.

“Monsters? Evil Spirits?” Han Li laughed, “Accept the flogging of justice!”

The ravings by her ears urged her on.

Urging her to kill and fight.

Han Li turned off the communication device and strode toward the base’s entrance.

…

Emergency lights lit up in one place after another.

A huge underground warehouse appeared before Elizabeth’s eyes.

Next to the huge concrete pillars, armored vehicles and tanks covered by oilcloth were lined up neatly and densely.

This was the military warehouse that had been prepared by the United States of America for the world war before the Void Storm.

An entire arsenal existed here: 100 M1A2 main battle tanks, 200 M2 Bradley infantry fighting vehicles, 50 M190 howitzers, and countless transport vehicles, machine guns, ammunition, and fuel.

There was enough to arm tens of thousands of people.

However, before the world war started, the Void Storm occurred.

The Diablos that appeared from the void only had to clap their hands casually.

And everything humanity had vanished, like a castle on the beach being struck by waves.

Ultimately, humans were able to linger along in their feeble existence only because the Diablos left earth after the incursion they had made.

For some unknown reason, they went to Jupiter, Saturn, and the sun.

The weakest among them settled on the moon.

Earth had merely been their transit point.

This was mankind’s fortune, and also mankind’s elegy.

Once the spirit of all living things, the destroyer of species, had been reduced into an object targeted for annihilation.

As Elizabeth looked at everything before her, she felt extremely feverish.

“Great Spirit of all machinery, your humble believer, your tiny servant, is about to build you your first ever Altar of Steel!”

The Gospel for Synthetic Beings in her hands flipped itself open. Episodes of raving accompanied by some strange and inexplicable things transmitted the knowledge on how to build an Altar of Steel directly into her brain.

“Flesh is weak, but steel is eternal!” Elizabeth swore devoutly.