The lady prepared the money for the payment while the old appraiser beside her still looked mildly unconvinced.

The woman calmly took out her phone afterward before dialing someone.

"Bring the cash downstairs."

Her tone sounded casual.

Like spending hundreds of thousands was completely normal for her.

Rich people really lived in a different world.

Richard quietly stood there while waiting.

Meanwhile the old appraiser beside him suddenly asked:

"You’re really selling this?"

Richard looked toward him.

"Yes."

The old man clicked his tongue lightly.

"If I had more cash available right now, I would’ve bought it myself."

That honestly surprised Richard slightly.

Because earlier the man looked like he thought Richard was insane for asking five hundred fifty thousand.

But now?

After inspecting the necklace more carefully and seeing an actual buyer willing to pay?

His attitude subtly changed.

Interesting.

The wealthy woman beside them lightly smiled afterward.

"The craftsmanship is too clean."

She gently ran her fingers across the chain links again.

"Feels imported."

Richard stayed calm externally.

Internally though?

His brain immediately noted something important.

Perceived craftsmanship drastically affected value.

Very important.

The system’s reconstruction quality alone already elevated ordinary materials into premium-tier products.

That meant design and finishing mattered just as much as raw material value.

Several moments later, footsteps descended from the staircase near the back office.

A younger man wearing office attire approached while carrying a black duffel bag.

Heavy too.

Richard could immediately tell from the way the straps stretched slightly.

The younger man placed the bag onto the glass counter afterward before unzipping it.

Stacks of cash.

Bundle after bundle.

The atmosphere around the counter subtly changed instantly.

Even nearby customers glanced over briefly.

Because no matter how common gold trading was in Ongpin...

Half a million pesos in physical cash still attracted attention.

The wealthy woman looked toward Richard afterward.

"Count it if you want."

Richard honestly wanted to laugh internally.

Count it?

There was no way he was counting half a million pesos manually in front of everyone without looking nervous.

Better to act experienced.

Richard simply nodded calmly.

"I trust your side."

The woman smiled faintly afterward.

Good answer apparently.

Then she extended her hand.

"Pleasure doing business."

Richard shook it.

"Likewise."

The moment their hands separated, the transaction was officially complete.

And just like that, Richard Apostol earned another five hundred fifty thousand pesos through the Divine-Grade Reconstruction System.

His heartbeat honestly accelerated again afterward.

Because despite everything...

Actually seeing that much money physically still felt unreal to him.

The woman carefully placed the necklace back inside its jewelry box afterward before handing it to her assistant.

Meanwhile Richard zipped the duffel bag closed calmly.

Internally though?

He already wanted to scream again.

This was insane.

Actually insane.

He looked at the floating blue system interface immediately afterward.

The familiar holographic screen appeared near the edge of his vision.

[Current Profit Quota:]

₱1,265,000 / ₱5,000,000

Richard’s pupils slightly widened.

Over one million already.

Only around 3.7 million left.

That number still sounded huge.

But compared to before?

It no longer felt impossible.

Not even close.

At this rate, he could probably reach the next level within weeks if he kept moving carefully.

Maybe even faster.

Richard quietly adjusted his grip around the duffel bag afterward while walking farther away from the jewelry store.

Still...

He quickly forced himself to calm down.

Greed.

That was the dangerous part.

The system itself was already absurd enough.

The last thing he needed was getting careless because of excitement.

He was still inexperienced.

Still learning.

Still vulnerable.

The only reason everything worked smoothly so far was because he kept things believable.

One Rolex.

One necklace.

Normal-sized transactions.

Nothing too crazy.

But if he suddenly started flooding markets with luxury products and gold?

People would notice eventually.

Richard exhaled slowly afterward.

"No rushing."