Money Can Buy Everything

055: A New Level of Conduct

Reimu looked at Momo with a skeptical gaze and said, "Are you just trying to save face? However you look at it, this ability seems useless. Storing things you bought, what's the point? Is it to ensure freshness? You might as well buy a refrigerator."

Momo wagged his finger and said, "So, little Reimu, you need to have—"

"Imagination! I'm tired of hearing that. Alright, what's the use? Show me!"

Momo thought for a moment, then said, "Alright, let's test this with something."

With that, Momo took out a vial, a very ordinary vial. It only restored % of health per second, and once consumed and entered into a battle state, this minor recovery ability would decrease to %. It was indeed an annoying effect.

However, even though everyone disliked the terrifyingly slow healing rate, the vial was still the only item that could restore health. Everyone carried a few in their inventory.

"Isn't this a health potion? What are you planning to do?"

Momo didn't directly answer Reimu's question but instead went to the shop's entrance and looked around. Coincidentally, a player named Kirito, with a baby face, passed by.

Momo revealed a kind and innocent smile, approached the player, and said, "Hey, friend, how about making a trade?"

Kirito turned around and, upon seeing Momo's sly smile, was instantly shaken, immediately jumping up with his hand on the sword at his back.

Unable to help it, Kirito had traded with Momo a few times before and felt that every time he traded with Momo, he ended up at a loss. It seemed like Momo could predict his thoughts, seizing many advantages from him.

Sometimes, Kirito would wake up from a nightmare with the lingering impression of Momo's wicked smile on his face. Then he would remember Momo using various means to buy his precious items.

"What are you doing! Let me make it clear in advance; I won't sell anything, and I won't buy anything!"

Momo shrugged and said, "Don't be so nervous, you act as if I've tricked you before."

"Did you forget the fact that you did trick me for a moment? You clearly tricked me... Huh?"

Kirito scratched his head, thought carefully, and realized that Momo didn't actually trick him. Every time they traded, it seemed to be mutually agreed upon. Why did he always feel like Momo owed him a lot?

"Alright, what's the matter? Just say it. If you need help, say it directly. Every time I hear you mention trading, I feel uncomfortable all over."

"Too bad, it's still a trade this time. I want to buy 90% of your health. Do you agree? 100 Col."

Kirito was slightly stunned. What kind of trouble was Momo stirring up this time?

If he really sold 90% of his health, he would be left with only 10% health. His health would turn red, indicating a critical injury state. If someone harmed him at this point, he would be in danger.

Realizing this, Kirito shook his head, dispelling these dark thoughts.

Momo wouldn't harm him. Although Momo's actions often seemed absurd, and he possessed this special trading ability, so far, everything Momo had done was not malicious. One could even say that he silently contributed a lot for many players.

Moreover, they were currently in the city of the second floor, a safe zone where no one could reduce each other's health.

"Alright, do as you wish."

With that, Kirito took out a health potion, preparing to replenish his health. However, Momo snatched it from Kirito's hand and said, "I'll borrow this for a moment, ten seconds."

Kirito didn't refuse and accepted the trade where Momo bought 90% of his health. Then Momo pointed at the health potion in his hand and looked at it in a daze.

"What's wrong? Do you need health potions? If you do, take them. I have a few spares."

Momo shook his head and instead threw the health potion to Kirito, saying, "Take a look for yourself."

Kirito inspected the health potion, and its properties naturally appeared.

Health Potion: Slowly restores health, cannot heal injuries.

However, apart from the normal attributes above, what surprised Kirito was a new attribute at the bottom of the health potion. This attribute seemed freshly formed, with the writing still blurry and mosaic-like patches gradually disappearing.

Special Attribute: Restores 90% health upon use, takes effect immediately.

Kirito's pupils contracted, widening his eyes. This attribute shocked his nerves, causing him to involuntarily release his grip, and the health potion fell from mid-air.

"Aaaaaah!"

Kirito immediately reacted, hurriedly crouching down. Although he fell heavily on the ground, he managed to catch the special health potion with his hands. A relieved expression appeared on his face, disregarding the intense pain.

This health potion was not ordinary; it was equivalent to a divine artifact!

Even the healing crystal could only restore 60% health, and it had a cooldown of one hour. But this health potion? It not only restored 90% health but also had its own properties, although they were now relatively insignificant.

Most importantly, there was no cooldown time mentioned on this health potion. Did that mean it had no cooldown restriction?

"Aren't you going to try its effect?"

"What a joke! This thing could save a person's life! One health potion, one life! How could we easily experiment with it? As for its attributes, didn't it clearly explain everything?"

Kirito scolded Momo, but the excitement in his eyes was still evident. He carefully placed the health potion back into his inventory, then looked at Momo with a grateful expression.

"Do you mean...?"

Kirito finally realized and asked, "Momo, can you make these health potions?"

Momo nodded, and Kirito excitedly grabbed Momo's shoulder, saying, "Great, this is fantastic! With this, when we challenge bosses, it's like having an extra life. This will significantly increase both our fault tolerance and success rate. Momo, you are truly the lucky star for all of us!"

"Alright, Kirito, you're too excited."

Momo reassured Kirito's emotions, saying, "As you know, this is something obtained through my trades, fundamentally a product of cheating. So, to prevent Kayaba Akihiko from discovering it, we need to stay calm and be cautious."

"Kayaba must have known about this thing for a long time. He's probably watching your movement every day. Maybe even when you and Asuna are cuddling, he's watching on the side while holding a notepad in his hand."

Reimu couldn't help but tease, and naturally, Momo wouldn't admit defeat. He replied, "Aren't you the same– Ouch!"

"Ah, Momo, what's wrong with you?"

Kirito looked at Momo's suddenly changed face, asking with concern. Momo endured the pain of having his hair pulled by Reimu, covered his chest, and said, "To be honest, my special ability has limitations. Although this blood potion is powerful, I can only make one per day. Therefore, to avoid Kayaba finding out and to prevent everyone from becoming complacent because of this, let's keep this a secret for now."

"Once we can make enough for everyone in the raiding party, we can release the information and allow everyone to obtain it fairly. What do you think about that?"

Seeing Momo's pale face, Kirito's expression also became serious. He said, "You're right, Momo. We must be on guard against Kayaba. Since this thing has side effects for you, don't force yourself. Take care of yourself so you can do more for everyone."

"Thank you, Kirito!"

"No, I should be the one thanking you. On behalf of all the players, thank you. With this thing, the difficulty of the raid has been reduced by more than half."

In an instant, Kirito's "prejudice" against Momo disappeared, replaced by admiration. No wonder a beautiful girl like Asuna was infatuated with Momo. Someone like Momo, with both character and conduct outstanding, was indeed the best choice.

As for Reimu, who was watching the two sympathetically and covering her mouth as if about to vomit, since no one saw her, there was no need to pay her any attention.

After confirming that Momo was okay, Kirito left with a worried expression, heading towards the guild's temporary base. Although Momo had created two guilds, he couldn't afford to buy a large building as a guild base. Therefore, Tiberu and Asuna had each chosen a quiet corner as a temporary base.

"Done!"

Momo watched Kirito leave and stood up, stretching lazily.

"Sigh, I admire your shamelessness. Today, you've reached a new height of shamelessness."

"No choice. If the news really gets out, won't I have to make potions all day long? Even if I use all four of my daily transactions to serve the people, it still won't be enough for the needs of nine thousand players."

"This is a non-cooldown large red potion. Once players develop the habit of using it, I, with only one person making potions, won't be able to meet the needs of nine thousand players."

Reimu was not surprised by Momo's shamelessness. She praised, "You've really come up with a new use. Have you thought of other uses? What else can you do?"

"Too much."

Momo drew his LV4 enhanced sword and said, "For example, if I buy the enhancement count of someone's weapon and store it on my weapon, what do you think will happen?"

"A LV100 enhancement on an ancient divine weapon?"

"Thinking too much. The limit is only LV20. However, this LV20 limit is enough to turn an ordinary weapon into an ultra-divine weapon. The use of this skill is not a problem. The problem is that four uses per day are simply not enough."

"Give it a rest. Greed is insatiable. This is the power of a god, powerful enough to change many destinies. Aren't you satisfied?"

Momo smiled slightly and said, "So, humans are greedy creatures. If humans knew how to be content, there wouldn't be the great civilization of humanity today. Human desires are limitless, and the more they want, the more they strive for it. That's the greatness of humanity!"

Reimu nodded and said, "You suddenly came up with a bunch of nonsense grand principles. What's gotten into you?"

Momo blinked subtly towards the side. Following Momo's gaze, Reimu looked over and saw a female player with rat whiskers peeking out from a corner.

Seemingly aware that she had been discovered, Argo pretended not to care and swaggered out. She said, "Suddenly in the mood for poetry?"