NOVEL I Awakened a Divine-Grade Reconstruction System Chapter 17: So Near to Level Up

I Awakened a Divine-Grade Reconstruction System

Chapter 17: So Near to Level Up
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Chapter 17: So Near to Level Up

Silence filled the appraisal room afterward.

Because the combined total honestly sounded absurd.

Three and a half million pesos.

Richard kept his expression calm.

Professional.

Collected.

But internally?

His mind genuinely blanked for a moment.

Three and a half million.

The number sounded unreal.

He was casually discussing a transaction worth millions inside a luxury watch reseller in Makati.

Life honestly felt like a fever dream.

Still, Richard forced himself to remain composed.

Because getting excited too early during negotiations was a rookie mistake.

Vincent continued speaking.

"We believe it’s a strong offer considering current market conditions."

"Naturally, we still need margin on our end."

Richard nodded slowly.

That part made sense.

Buy-and-sell businesses existed because of margins.

The store still needed profit.

Employees needed salaries.

Rent had to be paid.

Inventory carried risk.

Richard understood all of that.

Honestly?

Even if Vincent was making several hundred thousand pesos from reselling these watches later, Richard would still be making an absurd amount of money.

The numbers were already beyond ridiculous.

Richard leaned back slightly.

Then finally nodded.

"The offer works."

For the first time since the discussion began, Vincent visibly relaxed.

A genuine smile appeared on his face.

"Excellent."

The atmosphere inside the room immediately shifted afterward.

The negotiation phase ended.

Now they were simply finalizing a transaction.

A very large transaction.

Vincent stood up from his chair.

"I’ll prepare the paperwork."

Richard nodded.

"No problem."

Several employees immediately began moving afterward.

One prepared documentation.

Another brought authentication reports.

Someone else entered carrying additional forms.

The entire process honestly felt more serious than the Submariner sale before.

Which honestly made sense.

This was not six hundred thousand pesos anymore.

This was three and a half million.

The amount alone demanded additional verification.

While waiting, Richard quietly looked through the glass walls of the appraisal room.

Customers continued browsing watches outside.

Employees assisted clients.

Luxury pieces sat inside illuminated display cases.

Everything looked normal.

Meanwhile inside this room?

A multi-million peso deal was taking place.

The contrast honestly felt funny.

Eventually Vincent returned carrying a thick folder.

He placed it onto the table afterward.

"Just standard paperwork."

Richard skimmed through everything carefully.

Purchase agreement.

Authentication acknowledgment.

Transfer documents.

Basic identification verification.

Nothing unusual.

After several minutes, he signed everything.

Vincent signed afterward as well.

Then the senior employee closed the folder.

"Congratulations, Mr. Apostol."

Richard almost laughed internally.

Congratulations indeed.

Three and a half million pesos.

The number still sounded fake.

Then came the next question.

"Cash or bank transfer?" Vincent asked.

Richard immediately paused.

Good question.

Very good question.

Because three and a half million pesos in physical cash sounded ridiculous.

That was no longer a duffel bag.

That was multiple bags.

Meanwhile a bank transfer created a completely different issue.

Taxes.

Documentation.

Financial scrutiny.

Questions.

Richard thought for several moments.

Eventually he answered.

"Split payment."

Vincent raised an eyebrow.

"I’m listening."

"One million cash."

"The rest transferred."

Vincent considered it briefly.

Then nodded.

"That can be arranged."

Good.

That solved several problems immediately.

The cash portion gave Richard liquidity.

The transfer portion reduced the insanity of carrying millions through Metro Manila.

Honestly?

Walking around Makati with three and a half million pesos physically sounded like a great way to get robbed.

Several employees immediately began processing the request afterward.

Meanwhile Richard quietly opened the system interface.

The familiar blue screen appeared instantly.

[Current Profit Quota:]

₱4,765,000 / ₱5,000,000

Richard stared at it silently.

Only two hundred thirty-five thousand left. frёewebηovel.cѳm

That was it.

One more successful reconstruction.

One more sale.

And the system would level up.

Honestly?

That excited him more than the money itself.

Because the money, while absurd, was ultimately just a tool.

The real prize was Level 2. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

More reconstruction authority.

More capabilities.

Possibly larger objects.

Possibly better technology.

Maybe more daily reconstructions.

The possibilities honestly felt endless.

Richard quickly closed the interface before anyone noticed him staring into empty space.

A few minutes later, another employee entered carrying a metal cash box.

Then another.

And another.

Vincent looked toward him afterward.

"One million cash as requested."

Richard quietly observed the bundles being arranged.

One million pesos.

Actually seeing it physically remained shocking.

The amount alone could buy a small house in certain provinces.

Could completely erase years of debt.

Could change an entire family’s life.

And yet now?

It represented only a fraction of today’s transaction.

That realization honestly felt surreal.

After counting and verifying everything, Vincent handed over a receipt.

"The transfer should reflect within a few hours."

Richard nodded.

"Understood."

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