Note : Wilderness of Knowledge Cheat, with a system in the fourth era

He traveled back to the late Fourth Epoch in "Lord of Mysteries" and became the second son of Azik Eggers, the amnesiac Archon of Death, the first Baron Ramde, and the future history teacher at Khoi University.

In this era, gods walk the earth, evil gods hide behind the curtain, the seven major churches of the orthodox gods are fighting in Loen, evil gods and indescribable things covet the world... Those who follow the old path of fortune-tellers claim to be at peace with the world, but they have to plan for an uncertain situation for themselves.

Is it an opportunity? Is it a challenge? Or is it the last struggle before falling into pollution and madness?

When the puppets work together to interpret the vivid picture of life, the huge building hidden behind the curtain returns to reality, countless histories turn into mist, the fall of the demigod is full of distortion and madness, and the mermaid's song recites...

[A car like a closed room, a woman stabbed to death, and the sound of police sirens getting closer and closer. What choice will you make as a suspected murderer? ]

[1. Do nothing, wait for the police to arrive, and then surrender to the police and admit that you killed the woman]

[2. Do nothing, wait for the police to arrive, but firmly deny that you killed the woman]

[3. Escape]

[4. Before the police arrive, try your best to cover up your evidence of murder and escape responsibility]

"Of course, choose 4!"

Traveling through Tokyo, facing the system that suddenly appeared in front of him, Akikawa Sosuke made a firm decision.

Akikawa Sosuke firmly believed that as long as he survived the crisis in front of him, he could have a peaceful and stable life.

Until he met the elementary school student wearing a red bow tie and round-frame glasses, who called himself a detective...

(Detective Conan fanfiction, original plot, no repetition of animation content)

A lucky yet unlucky guy traveled through time. Fortunately, he became the god that countless people longed for but could not obtain, and also gained eternal life. He named himself [Bit], the god of information and data.

Unfortunately, the place he traveled through was the Warp of Warhammer 40K, where a powerful being could come along and kick him to death as a curb at any moment.

In order to survive, he had to summon players from his hometown and incite war to produce information.

Countless years later, he looked at the [Player Cursed Legion] that started from one planet and gradually grew stronger, and suddenly an idea occurred to him: maybe he could take the position of the patron saint of mankind?

Far away on Holy Terra, the Emperor was overjoyed upon hearing this and immediately stood up from the Golden Throne: "Brother, please take a seat!"

Tang Ze: Detectives can only follow in the footsteps of criminals to catch them, but I can rely on knowledge to foresee the future and stop the case!

Conan: Looks like I need to go to Hawaii for retraining!

Tang Ze: Detectives often face the danger of being counter-killed by prisoners, but my physical solution can reduce casualties!

Conan: Don’t make it so high-tech to solve crimes by force! !

Tang Ze: No matter how small things are, when you notice it, you may be able to save a life!

Everyone: Do you have persecution paranoia? How did he find out that he was going to commit a crime? And it’s so accurate every time! !

Tang Ze: Uh… sorry~ I admit that I have hung up~

Li Jie has just landed in Gotham City. He's transmigrated to the DC universe, becoming a penniless, low-level patrolman. His system is unreliable, so what to do? Of course, he'll find a way to make money! (This is a pure DC universe story, presented from an ordinary person's perspective, but without a system, an ordinary person truly can't survive. Your valuable feedback is welcome.) This is not a combat-focused, action-packed story; it doesn't offer the exhilarating feeling of transmigrating into Superman or Deathstroke and wreaking havoc. Enter at your own risk.

Uzuki Toru is a time traveler, and he also has a wishing machine attached to him.

As long as he fulfills any of the wishes, he will get a random reward. The more wishes he fulfills, the more rewards he gets!

However, these wishes seem a bit strange?

——

"I really want to be Miss Sakayanagi's dog!"

"Bully Karuizawa Megumi in front of everyone!"

"Secretly threaten Sakura Airi, you don't want everyone to know that you are an online idol, right?"

"I want to see Kushida-chan put on a maid outfit with a look of disgust on her face, and then do the maid's service work as if she were looking at garbage..."

Manga artists are like this. Eriri and Mashiro only need to draw, but he, who is in charge of the original work, has to consider much more. "Hey, can you draw comics with me for the rest of your life?" "No! You can only be the original work that belongs to me!" "Teacher, do you really not have the talent to be a manga artist?" "You are just relying on his talent. There are so many artists like you in this world." "Please teach me, teacher! I can do anything!"

4 years before the New Calendar.

There are less than five years until the "Great Underground Tomb of Nazarick" descends.

Tang Zheng sat on the side of the road chewing a piece of rye bread, his eyes full of confusion, even a hint of despair.

He traveled to the world of the Undead King.

Well, that's not a problem, but the problem is that he traveled directly to a different world.

Thinking of the Great Tomb's actions to destroy the countries four years later, Tang Zheng shuddered. It seems that there are only two choices in the future, either to be killed by the aftermath, or to survive by chance and become a citizen of the Magic Kingdom.

Or...

Tang Zheng looked at the panel that appeared in front of him - Innate ability: "Player"

- Since we are all players, why should I be afraid of you!

New York, a city with a far greater number of super criminals and a higher crime rate than Gotham. Just as Gotham needs Batman, so does New York. He journeys through New York with no money, no equipment, no butler, and only a strange body. He starts from scratch, everything from scratch.