After a bout of laughter, the three of them resumed inspecting the remaining items.
[World-Class Item: Eternal Seal]
[Effect: Can seal the activation effects of a single type of magic or item.
This can even seal the effects of another World-Class Item.
However, this item cannot be used again unless the seal is released.]
[Cooldown: None.]
“This one feels a bit situational.
It’s okay, I guess, but it doesn’t seem to have much value,” Herohero remarked after reading the description.
Holders of World-Class Items inherently possessed a passive buff that protected them from the effects of other World-Class Items.
This meant the primary function of this item was often less useful than its own existence as a defensive passive.
It seemed like the most underwhelming World-Class Item of the bunch.
“You can’t really say that.
At the very least, it can be used against people who don’t have World-Class Items to seal their equipment.
It could be useful in a clutch moment,” Naiyuan countered.
While it looked weak, it might produce unexpected results when it mattered most.
“I actually think this item is quite strong,” Momonga added, offering a different perspective.
“If someone triggers a large-scale or world-spanning World-Class Item, we can use this to interrupt the activation.
It’s a solid counter-measure.”
Herohero and Naiyuan thought about it.
Even if the probability was low, having a plan for such a scenario was a good thing.
“As expected of our Guild Master.
You’re always thinking ten steps ahead,” Herohero praised.
He and Naiyuan had only seen the immediate drawbacks, while Momonga looked much further into the future.
“Honestly, Herohero, I’m not that amazing,” Momonga said, feeling a bit embarrassed as he rubbed his smooth skull.
“Hero-buddy said it, so stop being so humble, Momonga.” Seeing that Momonga was trying to act modest while unable to hide the joy in his voice, Naiyuan gave the skeleton’s spine a playful pat.
“Well, if Naiyuan says so…
alright then.”
“Momonga has really cheered up, hasn’t he?
Is that your doing, Naiyuan?” Herohero asked curiously.
Momonga had always been a nice guy, but he was never quite this lively before.
The only person likely to have sparked such a change was Naiyuan, who spent the most time with him.
“Yeah.
Though he causes me quite a few headaches sometimes,” Momonga said, though his tone was fond.
He looked at the carefree Naiyuan, who showed none of the gloom from their earlier conversation, and couldn’t help but sigh with relief.
“Haha!
Momonga is actually just a closet pervert at heart,” Naiyuan joked, looking at Herohero as he started gossiping about their Guild Master.
Now that his worries were gone, he felt he could say whatever he wanted.
“Naiyuan, you bastard!”
Momonga found himself powerless against Naiyuan’s teasing.
In truth, he was happy.
The more Naiyuan acted like this, the more it meant he had truly abandoned his thoughts of suicide.
Momonga could finally set his mind at ease.
Now, all he had to do was help Naiyuan pay off his loans and find him a job.
He wondered if his company was hiring; he’d have to take his manager out to dinner tomorrow and ask.
Momonga drifted off into thought, planning the logistics of tomorrow’s dinner.
“Hey, Momonga!
Time for the next item.
Don’t space out on us.”
Having finished his chat with Herohero, Naiyuan noticed Momonga was dazed.
A mischievous grin spread across his face.
Under Herohero’s amused gaze, Naiyuan crept up to Momonga’s ear, cranked his system volume to the maximum, and roared.
“WAAAHH!!”
The deafening shout jolted Momonga back to reality, and he let out a startled shriek.
“Naiyuan, you haven’t changed a bit.
You nearly scared the life out of poor Momonga,” Herohero chuckled, his slime body quivering with mirth.
It was clear he was in a great mood.
“Hero-buddy, you’re just as bad!
You were just standing there watching,” Naiyuan said, rolling his eyes.
Herohero’s sense of humor was just as twisted as his own.
“You two…
*Sigh*…
I’ll let it slide this time, but there will be a next time!” Momonga recovered his composure and sent an [Angry] emote.
Naiyuan and Herohero just laughed.
Momonga’s threats carried no weight; they had known him for so long that they knew his personality inside and out.
If he were the type to get angry over something like this, he wouldn’t be Momonga.
“Alright, alright.
Let’s show Herohero the next item.
I was hoping we could all take a stroll to the Throne Room in a bit,” Naiyuan said, patting both of them on the shoulders to bring them closer.
“Good idea.
But the next item is special.
You could say it’s the strongest World-Class Item of them all.”
At the mention of the Throne Room, Momonga calmed down and pulled up the next item’s info.
There wasn’t much time left, after all.
[World-Class Item: Ouroboros]
[Effect: Allows the user to make a request to the game developers, or choose to copy the effect of any other World-Class Item.]
[This item disappears automatically after use and reappears in a random corner of the world.]
It was a brief description, but its weight was impossible to ignore.
“I can’t believe it’s this one.
I remember our guild once got locked down by an enemy guild using this item.
The effect was insane,” Herohero said, his voice tinged with surprise.
He was no stranger to this item; an enemy guild had once used it to seal off the world where Nazarick was located for an entire month just to seize one of their mines.
He thought it had vanished into some corner of the nine worlds, but it had ended up in Nazarick.
Fate was a strange thing.
“Yeah.
To be honest, I didn’t expect it either.
I just went out to farm some materials and ended up picking up a World-Class Item by accident,” Naiyuan said with a helpless sigh.
However, the smug curve of his lips betrayed him.
Everything about his posture screamed: *Praise me!
Aren’t I awesome?
I’m the GOAT!*
“Uh, it’s a bit different from how he tells it, but he really did just stumble upon it while hunting mobs,” Momonga clarified for Herohero.
He had been incredibly envious of Naiyuan’s luck at the time.
*Why didn’t I find it?* he had wondered.
Momonga felt a bit dejected.
Was this the true gap between a luck-build player and a regular one?
“Is that for real?
Naiyuan, your luck is as disgusting as ever,” Herohero said, stunned.
He had thought Naiyuan was joking; who finds a World-Class Item that easily?
This wasn’t a novel.
But it turned out to be true.
Herohero fell silent.
He looked up at Momonga, who happened to be looking back at him.
The two “unlucky” players shared a momentary gaze of mutual understanding before looking away.
*Was I the clown all along?*