The Love Club looked like a length of bamboo, a little over a foot long, without a single inscription carved into it.
[Artifact Refining Master] and several other players specializing in artifact refining examined the Love Club for ages before finally concluding that it was an ordinary bamboo stick, with no possibility of reproducing it.
As for why hitting someone with it awakened their love, the only explanation was that it was a game item.
Just like Shopkeeper Lin's Love God’s Bow, it could not be explained through the principles of artifact refining.
If they absolutely had to offer an explanation, then the NPC who had refined the Love Club was too high-level, having reached the realm of returning to simplicity, and they could not yet see through his work.
[Immortal World's Number-One Paparazzo] received the first Press Pass issued to a player, bearing his name and photograph.
Aside from that, there was nothing visibly unusual about it.
When tossed onto the ground, the Press Pass did not automatically return to his pocket. Judging by its material, it was not indestructible, either.
In other words.
Although the Press Pass was a divine artifact, it could be damaged, lost, or even dropped upon death...
"I knew it. This fucking game and its obsession with realism would never give us a genuinely heaven-defying item this early. Using it to enter sect forbidden grounds, treasure vaults, and places like that is completely unrealistic. One slip and you're finished." [Lone Elder] returned the Press Pass to [Immortal World's Number-One Paparazzo], looking somewhat disappointed. "Once Justice Weekly establishes its authority, we could make our own press passes and still enter all the major sects freely to conduct interviews."
"They might even feed us," [I'm Not an Alt] said with a giggle.
"And slip you silver