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Conan: What's wrong with my Yan Shuangying style?

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MACHINE-TRANSLATION WARNING! ___ "He's here." "I don't think I need to say this person's name, it would be superfluous." "He's terrifying! More terrifying than any killer or criminal that has ever appeared in Miyamae-cho. He's not human, he's a ghost!" Criminals gathered together, and one who had once seen the half-human, half-ghost figure spoke with a trembling voice. In the next instant, a homemade explosive rolled into the room. Boom! A man dressed in black lit a cigarette and calmly walked away. "In this world, good people don't die, bad people don't die, only one kind of person dies — the foolish!" The Holmes of the Heisei era can't save this city, what it needs is the Heisei era's Yan Shuangying! —————— Edogawa Conan [Where did this terrifying black-clad dual-wielding man with the wrong style come from? The Black Organization?] Vodka [It's the first time I've seen someone flying out on the blast wave of an exploding train, he's practically a superman!] Tooru Amuro [Are you going to compete with me for the title of the Working Emperor?] Nara Hikaru [Anyone who commits a crime in Miyamae-cho will see their own brains... I bet a silver dollar that there are no bullets in your gun!] ___ Updated: Thursday Bonus Chapter? You can give me 5 powerstones to get 1 chap bonus! Original Works: 柯南:我燕双鹰画风哪里不对? Author's: 画风最重要 ___ Advanced Chaps in Patreon? you can wait it
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I Can Copy And Evolve Talents

Across the vast convolution of worlds, divine beings rule as absolute sovereigns—each god assigned dominion over a singular realm. Skirmishes are inevitable, whether for power, amusement, or sheer pettiness. One such battle, between Nexus, the God of Trickery, and an aging, senile deity, resulted in an anomaly… A soul misplaced. Elliot, an ordinary man, was never meant for Ul’Tra-el. But fate, or perhaps a cosmic prank, had other plans. Unlike other worlds, Ul’Tra-el is an aberration—one that developed a voice. A voice that diverged from the natural order. A voice that changed everything. Its foundation cracked, leaking dimensions into one another. Rifts tore open like festering wounds, vomiting forth unspeakable horrors—monsters not meant to exist. But the world did not sit idly by. In response—perhaps an act of self-preservation—the world gifted its inhabitants power. Talents awakened, granting people extraordinary abilities. And for every rift sealed, the Voice of Ul rewarded them generously. Survival was simple: fight, grow stronger, and close the rifts… or die trying. In this ruthless, blood-soaked reality, Northern—a white-haired boy burdened by his past life—was reincarnated. But unlike the chosen heroes, he awakened as a talentless nobody. No power. No strength. No future. And when death loomed over him—when despair clawed at his soul and the cold grip of the failure threatened to take him— A Voice responded: [System Notice] [Your Soul cannot take a form.] [Searching for a Unique Pattern Ability…] [Searching…] [Search Found.] [A Unique System Ability has been detected.] [You Can Copy And Evolve Talents] ... Follow Northern through his journey as he becomes the pinnacle of this world. This a story about a white-haired boy’s rise from rubbles!! Note: This is an overpower genre but MC does not just start off like that. Even though MC can copy talents he doesn't just jump around copying talents because there's a limitation. However, his rise to strength is depicted and is an experience to enjoy. The first few hundreds would be frustrating to follow because MC is weak but that makes the experience all the more interesting when MC finally gets freaking strong and starts wiping the floor with everyones asses.
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