"Two months..." He whispered to himself, his breath instantly shredded by the cold wind. He had been thrown into this familiar yet unfamiliar world a full sixty days later than his "kindred," Klein Moretti. It felt familiar because he had read the thick epic that depicted this world; it felt unfamiliar because when the words transformed into icy reality, and every breath carried the frantic whispers of Beyonder characteristics, the experience was completely different.

Many years later, facing the gray fog and light gate, Klein or Zhou Mingrui would always think of the night when they were tied up with ropes... "Someone, feed Master Ke the medicine!" Mystery: Ancient Gods is actually my own second edition. Due to various practical reasons, both the plot and the ideas were messed up. Looking back at what I wrote before, I was not satisfied with many parts, so I simply restarted it. In terms of the plot, this book and the previous one are almost two different stories.

Lord of Mysteries + Detective Conan + certain characters from other anime

The male protagonist has no romantic partner.

Lin Xiuming is just an identity; in reality, he is Morofushi Hiromitsu, who survived death but lost his memory, and went from being Shinichi Kudo's neighbor to becoming Conan's right-hand man.

Order of appearance of important Conan characters:

Date Wataru (Weapon Master), Chapter 4; Kudo Shinichi (Reader, Deduction Student), Chapter 5; Mouri Ran (Lucky Guy) and Suzuki Sonoko (Praiser), Chapter 11; Professor Agasa (Craftsman), Chapter 20; Amuro Tooru (Nightmare), Chapter 28;

A fanfiction about Lord of Mysteries. "Mr. A, look over there, there's a living Extraordinary Ability. Let's capture him and offer him to the Lord." "Hey, Mr. Beastmaster about to be promoted, this is excellent promotion material. You'll definitely need it at Sequence 7. How about a discount, 700 gold pounds?" "Mr. Fool, don't be so stingy. Drink this Faceless Man Potion and put on your half-high silk hat." "The 'Grim Reaper' of the Tarot Society, Mr. M of the Aurora Society, one of the thirty-two mentors of the Morse Penitentiary, and a special bishop of the Steam Church—these are all nicknames I often use. Call me whatever you like," Tzel said very politely.