[Conan fanfiction + single female protagonist Shiho + half black and half white + a system that only existed at the beginning + knowing half of the original plot + daily teasing Conan for fun]

(I'm doing this for love, please don't criticize me if you don't like it)

I heard that a dump truck is a must-have for time travelers? What, I've seen it so many times? How can it turn a corner?

Well, now I am Yuya Kamiya, a native of Japan...

Yuya, do you want a wife or not? If you do... I'll go by myself! While Gin wasn't paying attention, I suddenly snatched Shirley away...

Rescue the Miyano sisters, send Gin to jail, secretly unify the Tokyo underground forces, and play with Conan...

Sorry, Uncle Maori, this sports car is mine...

Now that you're here, you might as well be a good detective.

【Relaxed + Daily + Multiple Heroines + Garden Plays】

College student Lin Ke was happily reborn.

The result was that he was reincarnated and sent to a mansion when he was still in his infancy.

When he discovered that the owner of the mansion was called Lin Yanyuan and that the hostess Jia Min had a bulging belly, he knew that he had made the right decision to travel through time.

From then on, the story of the Red Mansion is completely different.

When he was studying state governance strategies in his study, Daiyu was looking at him sideways while he worked hard.

The water chestnut cake sent by the Xue family was very delicious, and Xiao Xichun handed him a piece from time to time.

And in his sleeve pocket, he always kept the dragon-patterned jade pendant that would reveal his identity.

Shi Xiangyun insisted on comparing the golden unicorn to his jade hairpin, and Tanchun insisted on asking him to comment on "Xiaoxiang Chrysanthemum Shadow vs Hengwu Autumn Color" when she set up a poetry club. Whenever this happened, Yingchun would always smile and watch how he would respond.

Until that day, Daiyu blocked him in Xiaoxiang Pavilion and said, "How dare you coax Bao-ya-tou and lie to Sister Yun? Is it because of this imperial edict about returning to the heavenly family?"

Many years later, Daiyu looked at the magnificent phoenix robe she was wearing and whispered, "When you said you wanted me to be the most honorable and happy person in the world...it wasn't just drunken talk."

The young emperor grasped her delicately scented wrist tightly. "If not, why would the inscription on the Xiaoxiang Pavilion read 'A Phoenix Arrives'?"

The young girl, who was of rare talent and beauty, slightly frowned and opened her red lips.

"So...you brought all the sisters into the palace?"

A chef is an artist who plays gorgeous music on the stove. His audience is diners, and his art comes from food!

Traveling to the world of Food Wars, I awakened the food poisoning (crossed out), no, it was the remnant of the Fantasy Food System, and inherited a world farm with an unknown level cap and all kinds of incredible and delicious ingredients.

From the lv1 Clucking Chicken to the lv1000 Cloud-turning Dragon, and even higher unknown beings, all live in this fantastic farm.

Yu Chen: A chef’s skills have their limits, but ingredients do not.

Use your ultimate skills to create the untraceable dreamlike flavor.

Create delicious food, find diners, and see how Yu Chen builds a throne called Dream Cuisine in this world!

So what if I rely on the power of blood?

Sorry! It's time to let you know what dimensionality reduction attack of ingredients means! Hahahaha!

He Yu bought a strange glass box with projection function.

A miniature world of cultivation was projected into the glass box, with the little people inside fighting each other all day long.

Later He Yu discovered that what was inside the box was not a projection, but real.

He threw the remaining lobster claws into the box, and they became the remains of a giant monster that stirred up trouble.

The button battery he threw into the box became an endless source of thunder.

Even the small plastic glowing sword he played with as a child threw in there, and it became a magical weapon to seal the earth.

Gradually, the name of 'The Great Emperor of Covering the Sky' spread throughout the world of cultivation.

Countless monks witnessed a huge hand descend from the sky, covering the sky and suppressing everything.