Autumn dreams, songs of parting sorrows, whispered conversations in dreams, recalling youthful travels, yet impossible to relive... An unexpected event brings a young man from beyond the realm to this world, where only by standing above all others can one avoid becoming a pawn, and this young man will forge his own path.

In this fantasy world where magic and machinery coexist, Sherlock, a commoner, faces a difficult task in becoming a powerful wizard or warrior, ascending to a position of power. Fortunately, fate favors those who work hard. In this world, Chinese and English have become ancient scripts that represent mystery and power. They record magical rituals from the Age of Gods and the origins of steam... "What did I work hard for?" "I worked hard to be reborn in my past life! Otherwise, how would I understand Chinese after traveling through time?" (A Final Fantasy-like worldview + magic + steam machinery)

As an ordinary person, after sudden death, he was dragged by a book to this world without Edogawa Ranpo and became Ranpo.

It's reasonable for ordinary people to be ordinary people, right?

This is so reasonable! Is Edogawa Ranpo an ordinary person?!

But there is no way, since I am going to die anyway, I will just have to make do with it.

With the book as compensation, Ranpo started a new life after being dispelled every day.

But, this world is a mess!!

Forget it, let’s destroy it. Or just call Fei Jia, Xia Yu, Bai Lan and Lu Wang to have a four-person ideal tea party together.

Having said that, the kitten has already made his home in this world, and he will protect this world.

Dear Ranpo, don't worry and don't feel inferior.

There is no Edogawa Ranpo in this world.

The name "Ranpo" is not because "Edogawa Ranpo" became you, but because you created the "Ranpo" of this world.

ps: There may be ooc, and if it is inconsistent with the original work, please regard it as private setting.

pss: This is probably the story of an ordinary person who was slightly enlightened and relied on intuition to become a Ranpo.

psss: A product of passion, poorly written, please don’t criticize if you don’t like it, please leave a comment in the upper left corner.

My name is Leng Xiaolu, and I'm eighteen years old.

On the surface, I'm just a refugee from Black Iron City, a scavenger in the Old District, a reserve cadre for a mysterious organization, an enforcer in the New District, and a student at the Apollo Academy. Sometimes, for fun, I impersonate the infamous Old District assassin, "Jack the Ripper."

But my true identity is far more complex. I am a remnant of the old world, an apostle from hell, a professional destroyer of divine "miracles," and a greedy ghost with a strong moral compass... who isn't afraid to open fire at a moment's notice. And yes, I sometimes impersonate that assassin I already took care of myself.

The year is 2048. "Miracles" have descended upon the world, wiping out most of humanity. The survivors, in a twisted turn of fate, now worship these destroyers as gods. Those "blessed" by the gods become Chosen Ones with superhuman senses, and the most favored among them become Awakeners, granted special divine protection.

I, Leng Xiaolu, was once deemed unworthy of life by these very gods. Now, I have returned from the depths of hell with a single purpose: to hunt them down and make them pay for their crimes in blood. My vendetta against the gods has just begun.

Sun Dasheng signed with the Lakers in 2008 and won the championship with the team in 2009, becoming the first Chinese guard to win an NBA championship; McCaw won two consecutive championships with the Warriors in his rookie season and then joined the Raptors to achieve a three-peat, which can be called a "moving dynasty"; what kind of miracle will be created when these two championship guards are combined in one person?

Steady development, diligence to make up for weakness, bravery and ruthlessness to protect the way, refining qi and forming elixirs can lead to immortality.

Accidentally traveling through the world of spiritual cultivation, I started as a minor cultivator and worked step by step toward the road to immortality.

Qi breathing exercises, sword fighting, everything.

At the beginning of the Fifth Era, the Dayless Catastrophe descended. The Silver Court collapsed into a pale silhouette, time ground the empire into dust, the Sea of ​​Origin still roared, the boiling tide gnawed at the boundaries of reality day and night, washing the fragments of civilization into sharp despair. After dark millennia after dark millennia, the banners of the Three Sages were also broken in the twelfth expedition. The Iron Father's furnace was as cold and silent as a tomb, the philosophers' treetops shed tears of blood, and the pioneers' torches hissed and turned into blue smoke in the rainstorm. From then on, the world was completely divided, the city-states were isolated from each other, and there was no time for unity. ... "We will set out from now on, along the Corridor of Dawn, through the triple rings, unite all the city-states, and launch another expedition to the dark world. - Swear to end the long night."

[Little Princess Jinyang + Princess Changle + Double Transmigration + Historical Fiction] On the eve of Princess Changle's wedding, I found an inkstone at a street stall. Not only did I summon Princess Changle, but also her sister, Little Princess Jinyang. And so our story unfolds. ["Hey! Where are you, little bastard?"] Little Princess: "Guoguo, give me a hug." Little Princess: "Guoguo, I miss you so much." Little Princess: "Guoguo, I miss you so much." Little Princess: "Guoguo, I miss you so much." Little Princess: "Guoguo,..." Li Lizhi: Little Sister Sizi, can you put me to sleep, please? Little Princess: "I want Guoguo to keep me company." Li Lizhi: "That's your brother-in-law!"

Ten years after my body was transported to Tokyo, I was unable to leave and was forced to endure exorbitant prices. I went from a young man to a middle-aged man, physically and mentally exhausted and lost. I gave myself a name that sounded like a curse: Yashiro Youliang, but I still couldn't withstand the harsh realities of society. I felt I was truly doomed. Just when I thought my life was utterly hopeless, the system finally appeared. It wanted me to make something like "Nijigasaki Academy" great again, claiming it was the Bondoly World and I was the chosen traitor among the Bondoly characters. But… I had no idea what Bondoly was, let alone Nijigasaki Academy. What was this system doing? Wait a minute, what's with deducting money from my account for every band's event? What does it mean when they run out of money, they'll have to bleed me dry? What does it mean the more people watch the show, the more money they deduct? And why are all the tasks for earning Star Stones in this game so incomplete?! Toyokawa Shoko, Nagasaki Motoyo, Chihaya Aine, and this flashy Maruyama Aya—aren't they all high school girls? This is FIFA!