Free Web NovelChapter 18: To Level Up
Vincent extended his hand afterward.
"It was a pleasure doing business with you again, Mr. Apostol."
Richard shook it.
"Likewise."
Several moments later, he left the appraisal room carrying the metal cash box containing one million pesos.
The rest of the money would arrive through bank transfer later.
As he stepped outside the store once again, Richard felt strangely calm.
Not because the transaction was small.
Far from it.
Three and a half million pesos was life-changing money.
But his attention honestly wasn’t on the money anymore.
It was on the number floating inside the system.
₱4,765,000 / ₱5,000,000
Only two hundred thirty-five thousand left.
That was it.
One final push.
One final sale.
And Level 2 would unlock.
The thought alone honestly felt more exciting than the money.
Richard slowly walked through Glorietta afterward.
The mall remained busy.
Families.
Students.
Office workers.
Foreign tourists.
Everyone living normal lives.
Meanwhile Richard was walking around with a supernatural system capable of turning junk into luxury products.
Life was ridiculous.
Then suddenly, an idea entered his head.
A very simple idea.
Richard stopped walking.
Then slowly looked toward a nearby watch kiosk.
Not Rolex.
Not Omega.
Not luxury.
Just one of those generic watch stores selling random brands that most people had never heard of.
Cheap watches.
Affordable watches.
Ordinary watches.
Richard slowly grinned.
He didn’t need another massive sale.
He only needed two hundred thirty-five thousand pesos.
Nothing more.
Ten minutes later, Richard found himself standing inside the kiosk.
Rows of watches filled the displays.
Digital.
Analog.
Sports watches.
Fashion watches.
Nothing particularly special.
Eventually his eyes landed on a simple silver automatic watch.
The salesperson immediately approached.
"Good afternoon, sir."
Richard pointed toward the watch.
"How much?"
The salesperson checked the tag.
"Eight thousand five hundred, sir."
Richard nodded.
Not bad.
Then he bought it immediately.
The salesperson looked pleasantly surprised.
Probably because Richard didn’t even negotiate.
After receiving the box, Richard left the kiosk.
His destination?
The nearest restroom.
Honestly, that sounded hilarious.
Three days ago he was reconstructing luxury watches at home.
Now he was about to perform reality-altering supernatural reconstruction inside a mall bathroom.
Life really had become weird.
Several minutes later, Richard entered a relatively empty restroom.
Fortunately, nobody was around.
Perfect.
He entered one of the larger stalls and locked the door behind him.
Then he placed the watch box on top of the toilet tank.
Immediately afterward, the familiar blue system interface appeared.
[Object Detected.]
[Automatic Wristwatch.]
"Okay, reconstruct this into..."
Richard paused briefly.
Then he frowned.
Actually, that wasn’t specific enough.
The system had already taught him that details mattered.
A lot.
The more precise the instructions were, the better the final result became.
The blue holographic screen floated quietly before him.
[Awaiting Reconstruction Parameters...]
Richard looked down at the cheap automatic watch.
Then thought carefully.
He didn’t need another Daytona.
Too expensive.
Didn’t need another Sky-Dweller either.
Overkill.
He only needed enough profit to cross the quota.
Something realistic.
Something believable.
Something that could sell quickly.
Then an idea entered his mind.
"Reconstruct this watch into a Rolex Datejust 41."
Blue light exploded from the watch.
Not bright enough to escape the stall.
But bright enough to illuminate the small restroom cubicle.
The cheap watch began dissolving.
Not physically.
It looked more like reality itself was being rewritten.
The bracelet disappeared first.
Then the crystal.
Then the movement.
Thousands of glowing blue particles floated upward.
The original watch slowly ceased to exist.
Meanwhile new components began materializing.
Gear by gear.
Spring by spring.
Screw by screw.
Richard watched silently.
Honestly?
No matter how many times he saw reconstruction happen, it still felt unbelievable.
Because the system wasn’t modifying the watch.
It was rebuilding it from scratch.
Creating something entirely different.
Several seconds later—
The blue light vanished.
Silence returned.
And resting atop the watch box was no longer the cheap automatic watch.
Now it was a Rolex Datejust.
A beautiful one.
The blue sunburst dial reflected the restroom lighting perfectly.
The fluted bezel sparkled subtly.
The Jubilee bracelet looked elegant.
"This is it!"
Richard exited the restroom.
The familiar chaos of Glorietta immediately returned.
Shoppers walked everywhere.
People carrying coffee.
Couples browsing stores.
Families eating lunch.
Meanwhile Richard quietly walked through the mall carrying a watch worth several hundred thousand pesos inside a paper shopping bag.
Life honestly remained ridiculous.
This time, however, he deliberately avoided Vincent’s store.
That would be stupid.
Three Rolex watches worth millions followed immediately by another Rolex?
No.
Even Richard knew that would start raising questions.
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Investigations led to problems.
And Richard absolutely did not want problems.
Especially now.
So instead he headed toward another luxury watch reseller located in a different section of the mall.
Smaller.
Less prestigious.
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Perfect.
Several minutes later, he entered the store.
Immediately a sales associate approached.
"Good afternoon, sir."
Richard nodded.
"I’d like to have a watch appraised."
The employee smiled professionally.
"Of course, sir."
Then his eyes landed on the Rolex box.
And immediately—
Interest.
The employee’s posture subtly changed.
Richard noticed that instantly.
Luxury products did that to people.
The moment they saw the crown logo, attitudes changed.
Funny.
A week ago nobody gave a damn about Richard.
Now expensive watches opened doors everywhere.
The employee eventually guided him toward a private appraisal room.
Moments later an appraiser entered.
An older gentleman wearing white gloves.
Professional.
Experienced.
The moment Richard opened the box, the man’s eyebrows lifted slightly.
"A Datejust."
Richard nodded.
The appraiser carefully picked it up.
Then began inspecting it.
Weight.
Bracelet.
Crystal.
Cyclops lens.
Movement.
Timing.
Serial numbers.
Reference numbers.
Everything.
The process lasted nearly thirty minutes.
Meanwhile Richard remained calm.
Honestly?
This part no longer stressed him.
The system had already passed multiple professional authentications.
Rolex specialists.
Luxury resellers.
Jewelry traders.
Nobody found anything wrong.
Because there was nothing wrong.
The watches were real.
That was the terrifying part.
Eventually the appraiser placed the watch back onto the table.
Then removed his gloves.
"Well," he said.
Richard looked up.
"As far as we can determine, the watch is authentic."
Expected.
The appraiser continued.
"Excellent condition."
"Complete box."
"Documentation included."
"Very desirable configuration."
Richard quietly nodded.
Then came the important question.
"What can you offer?"
The appraiser leaned back slightly.
Then typed several numbers into a calculator.
Current market value.
Reseller margins.
Potential profit.
Everything.
Several moments later, he finally spoke.
"Four hundred twenty thousand pesos."
Richard almost smiled.
More than enough.
Actually far more than enough.
Because he only needed two hundred thirty-five thousand.
This sale alone would completely finish the quota.
"Okay I’ll take it."
