Integrated Exchange was a large exchange that could be accessed from trading centers all over the world with teleportation. If one wanted to reach that place, one needed the right to use the teleporter. It meant one needed a token. And if one wanted to acquire a token, one needed money or an offering.

Lee Gun cracked his knuckles as he faced the appraiser, “Ah. This is annoying. Let’s just do this inside..” 

Lee Gun closed the door behind him. Surprised, the appraiser retreated.

“What the hell are you—”

Boom!

“Ahhhk!”

Lee Gun slammed his hand on the desk as he shamelessly laughed. “What’s wrong, boss? You tried to swindle me.”

“What? Swindle? Nonsense. When did I—”

Kwah-jeek!

Lee Gun crushed the plastic soda bottle on the table.

“…!”

He had only pressed down on the bottle's top with his thumb, yet the bottle became deformed as if a hydraulic press had crushed it. It was flattened like gum on the ground. This frightened the appraiser.

“I told you I didn’t know the current market value, and you tried to swindle me. You tried to give me shit prices for items worth tens of thousands of dollars.”

Cold sweat erupted on the appraiser’s face. “I-I guess I did when I think about it.”

Lee Gun started pouncing on what the other person had said. “You tried to sell me a phone that has been recalled, and you made it seem like you were doing me a favor.”

“Yes, yes. Yes, I did.”

“Moreover, you said my item wasn’t worth much.” The last part had been a minor detail, but that didn’t matter. “Even if merchants have to make a living, there should be a limit, right?”

“Yes,...