The first lottery had given him the Uchiha Obito template. While it didn't include ninjutsu, taijutsu, genjutsu, Wood Release, Hashirama cells, or any other acquired abilities, the most crucial thing about Uchiha Obito was his pair of Mangekyo Sharingan.
An advanced space-time ninjutsu!
Transcending causality and the horizon—the eyes of the divine realm!
An alternate dimension within the field of vision—the dazzling spatial ocular technique!
Kamui!
Beyond that, Uchiha Obito's innate talents, bloodline, and all other inherent qualities were fully included.
Its value was extraordinary.
The second lottery had yielded Armament Haki from the pirate world. On the surface it seemed modest, but its value was equally high.
Of course, if that were the full extent of it, Brandon's luck would be notably better than most—but still not quite on par with Minato, Holy Lord, and the others.
After all, Minato had drawn the Nine-Tails!
In Naruto, the Nine-Tails' importance to Naruto was something they'd all witnessed firsthand.
And even Naruto's Nine-Tails was only half of the whole.
Holy Lord, Dongfang Bai—they were in a league of their own. One had enhanced his Godslayer Authority, the other had turned a wuxia technique into an immortal cultivation method.
What truly proved Brandon's luck was a single fact.
Both Transmigrator Missions had selected him.
That alone put everyone else to shame.
Minato and Holy Lord's luck was excellent, yet neither had been chosen even once.
A transmigrator had appeared in Minato's world, but emotional entanglements had led him to voluntarily withdraw.
The Worst Spirit: "So we're judging Brandon's luck based on what he hooks with the Myriad Worlds Fishing function?"
The Worst Spirit: "That's actually a pretty interesting approach."
Kurumi's face lit up with anticipation.
So did everyone else's.
As for Roxie's half-joking theory about an "illicit relationship" between the chat group and Brandon—aside from a handful of members, no one took it seriously.
They chalked it up to the ramblings of someone reeling from a bad beat.
The few who did give it thought weren't inspired by Roxie's words specifically.
After all, Roxie's track record in the chat group spoke for itself—she was basically a child.
Their consideration came from reasonable inference based on information Brandon had revealed over time. And even that was unsubstantiated speculation.
Child of Nature: "."
Child of Nature: "Roxie being childish is one thing, but I didn't expect the rest of you to follow along."
Child of Nature: "Luck isn't set in stone, you know."
Brandon shook his head with a helpless smile. He hadn't anticipated everyone piling on with Roxie's curiosity.
As for his own luck—sure, he thought it was pretty good.
Otherwise he couldn't have transmigrated to this world, couldn't have joined the chat group, and certainly couldn't have obtained the Authority of Nature.
He was luckier than countless others.
But luck was never fixed. One moment it could be good; the next, it could turn.
Granted, as the Authority of Nature grew, the concepts it encompassed broadened—eventually extending even to luck itself, that thing both mysterious and undeniably real.
As the holder of the Authority of Nature, he could theoretically manipulate the luck of every living being and civilization on Earth. But he couldn't manipulate his own.
And even if he could, artificially boosted luck through supernatural means wouldn't work within the chat group anyway.
Child of Nature: "Still, I've never tried the Myriad Worlds Fishing function before. One attempt can't hurt."
Besides, he was curious about what he'd hook.
This function connected to the genuine myriad worlds—everything imaginable. Not just wuxia and anime, but immortal cultivation, fantasy, and even primordial chaos worlds were all within its scope.
"Chat group, activate the fishing function."
As the words left his lips, Brandon's consciousness was instantly transported to a space of formless, primordial chaos. A point of light blossomed from within the void, and the chaos fractured like a spider's web of cracks. Then, accompanied by a blinding radiance, the entire expanse of chaos shattered.
What appeared before him was a sea of stars. Countless orbs of soft light materialized beneath his feet, forming a vast and dazzling stellar ocean.
A purple-gold fishing rod materialized overhead, its hook drifting unhurriedly through the sea of stars.
As time passed, a blue orb radiating gentle light was reeled up and settled into Brandon's palm.
Information about the item within the blue orb appeared before his eyes. The expression on his face turned visibly peculiar.
Ordinary Group Leader: "Well? Well? What did you hook?"
Ordinary Group Leader: "A bloodline? A talent? A technique? Or some kind of item?"
Child of Nature: "How should I put this..."
Child of Nature: "For me, it's a bit redundant."
Richest Man: "The way you say that—with your abilities, what ISN'T redundant for you?"
Richest Man: "Even the Infinity Stones would be pretty useless to you, right?"
Tony couldn't help but retort.
Brandon's abilities were absurdly overpowered no matter how you looked at them. What on his Earth couldn't give him something comparable?
Ice Queen: "True..."
When she'd first joined the chat group, she hadn't fully grasped how strong Brandon was. It wasn't until Roxie, Tony, Holy Lord, and others explained it to her that she truly understood just how terrifying his power was.
A conceptual ability. All of nature was under his control.
Humans, animals, technology, civilization, the elements—everything was part of nature.
Even her own prize, Extreme Ice: Phoenix, as rare and powerful as it was—it was merely one person's ability within Brandon's world.
As a human being, that person naturally fell under Brandon's dominion, which meant Extreme Ice: Phoenix was simply one component of Brandon's power.
Brandon was one of the very few chat group members against whom she felt no desire to fight whatsoever.
She loved battle, yes—but that didn't mean she enjoyed being demolished.
On the contrary, she preferred being the one doing the demolishing.
Or more precisely—the disciplining.
Child of Nature: "Image.jpg"
Brandon didn't bother explaining further and simply posted the item information.
Looking at the image, Tony, Madara, Esdeath, and the others wore puzzled expressions. Roxie, on the other hand, stared wide-eyed in utter disbelief.
[Talent: Luck]
[Source: KonoSuba: God's Blessing on This Wonderful World!]
[Original Owner: Kazuma Satou]
[Note: Whether the one who obtains this ability will inherit his aspirations and share his interests remains to be seen. If so, it is recommended you invest skill points into Steal.]
Richest Man: "Kazuma Satou? Who's that?"
Richest Man: "Is his luck really good? Or really bad? For it to show up in the fishing pool!"
Richest Man: "Wait—you can even fish up luck itself?"
(End of Chapter)