"How did you get your hands on that much gold? Did you steal it from somewhere, or was it a heist?"
"I thought you weren't interested in knowing that," Rudy remarked.
"I am just curious, dear sir!"
"Okay, I will tell you if you give me a good deal. And if I am satisfied, I will become your regular merchant. You have already checked the quality of the gold. And I attest that you won't find a better quality gold than this one."
"Indeed. Indeed." The owner had now begun to talk calmly and respectfully with Rudy. He sat on the chair on the other side of the counter and said, "So… where did you get the gold?"
"Actually…" Rudy lowered his voice and said, "I can make gold with magic."
"Ahaha! Come on, dear sir. I am being serious here."
"Don't tell anyone, but I stole it from the bank."
"Is… that so?" he gulped down anxiously.
"Yes. I have much more with me, so get this over me. Tell me your final price, and I will tell you mine."
"The most I can give is $7500."
"Let's make it $8000. It's a fair price, especially when I am setting you the top-quality product in bulk. What do you say?"
The owner pondered for a while and nodded, "Okay. $8000, it is."
'Heh! This was so easy, but as they say, people stop using their minds when it's about money.
Rudy's deal price was $9000, and he only decreased it by $1000, while the owner increased his price by $3000.
"So…" The owner glanced around and asked, "Where is the rest of the gold? Is it on the way?"
Rudy touched his throat and said, "I feel so thirsty. Can I have something to drink?"
"Hey, you! Can't you see that the sir is thirsty?! Go bring something to drink!" the owner yelled at the guard.
"But everything is closed. There is no way—"
"Go!"
One by one, Rudy took out the gold biscuits from his pocket and placed them on the counter.
Since he had already copied the gold once, he could create it using his 'Clipboard Conjuring' ability without going to space or gathering the elements.
The owner and the guards were left baffled to see Rudy pulling out the biscuits from his pocket that looked empty.
"How… What is your pocket? How can it store so many things?" the owner asked with an utterly bewildered look on his face.
"Let's focus on the gold. You can check the quality if you want and get the cash ready."
The owner sent three guards to fetch the money while he checked the authenticity of the gold. Out of the remaining three guards, one guard was helping the owner in checking the quality, one was storing the gold in the case, and the last guard guarded the shop.
Ten minutes later, the first guard returned with a cold drink and handed it to Rudy.
"Oh, thank you."
Rudy leisurely drank the drink while everyone else was busy doing their work.
A few minutes later, the three guards returned with the money in the briefcases and placed them on the counter. There were four briefcases with one hundred thousand dollars in one.
"You can, of course, check or count the money if you want."
"Oh, there is no need. I trust you."
Of course, Rudy had already counted the money the moment he laid his gaze on the briefcases.
A few minutes later, everything was settled, and Rudy was ready to leave.
"It's a pleasure doing business with you," the owner. "Let's meet again sometime."
'He looks like in his early twenties, so in the 2008 timeline, is he probably alive if he didn't die somewhere,' Rudy uttered inwardly.
"Yes, let's meet again."
Rudy left with the briefcases and teleported to the house. Then, he opened them and took out the 2008 money from the drawer, and burned them into ashes before filling the drawer with the 1989 money.
"Let's see~ I think $10000 would be enough for today's shopping. But seriously, I wish I could just order everything online, but online shopping doesn't even exist yet in this timeline."
SIGH!
Rudy took the money and teleported to the city. He had to go to different places to buy everything. And some items weren't available anywhere, so he had to fly to another city.
He returned two hours later, although he had already teleported everything to the house.
He cracked his knuckles and muttered, "Let's take care of everything and then go to pick up the girls."
Rudy first removed the stove and installed an electric stove. Then, he connected the underground water pipeline to the well and installed a motor in the house.
After that, he installed solar panels, set the electrical wiring, and connected the system with the solar inverter on one end and the other end to the battery— which he had already taken care of the night before. He then connected the inverter to the house power grid, and everything was done.
However, he was yet to test if it was working. He had used the hybrid solar panels, so the electricity was distributed directly— bypassing the battery— during the day, and the battery was used at night.
Rudy activated his vision abilities and sighed in relief when he saw the electricity transferring through the wires.
"I really need a pat on the back for all my work. It was so fucking exhausting. Even when I used my powers, it was a tiring job. Now… what's next?" he asked himself as he recalled his to-do list.
"Electricity, check. Water line, check. Stove, check. Money, check! Am I forgetting anything? Should I buy them a washing machine? Hell yeah!"
Rudy teleported and returned after a minute with a brand-new washing machine. He placed it outside the bathroom in the corner and muttered, "This… is where our washing machine was… is… in 2008. And it's the same brand. Did I… am I actually writing history right now?"
Rudy looked at the time, and it was the promised time. So he went to Rebecca's room and grabbed two pairs of clothes for Jessica and Rebecca.
"I still have money left for shopping, so I will buy them whatever they are—!"
Rudy stopped on his words as his ears twitched when he sensed a strong presence around him. For a split second, he felt the presence stronger than his, but it vanished completely a few seconds later.
"What was that? It came from the forest."
