Upstart Pastry Chef ~Territory Management of a Genius Pâtisserie~ - Volume 1 - Chapter 12

“Y-young master, the Lord is requesting your presence.”

I looked at myself in the mirror as a maid's voice, laced with trepidation, reached my ears.

“Tell him I'll be there shortly.”

“I understand, y-young master.”

I paid no mind to her quivering presence, my gaze fixed on my reflection.

And this is exactly why I despise this character, Yes, He is a villain with my name but does it matter, no, the problem is this guy's weight he is so heavy that this tub of lard is weighing me down, literally.

For someone who prides themselves on muscle, nothing's worse than “fat,” and this guy before me? Well, he's a prime example of that.

“I suppose I need a workout.”

Reaching the door, exhaustion gripped me and I found myself gasping for breath. It was unbelievable – this body was so darn heavy.

After an arduous struggle, I finally made my way out of the room, causing servants carrying a litter¹ to scurry over. They lowered it, creating a path for me to step onto it.

I tried to ignore the spectacle – it was this pampering that turned this fatty into a giant tire. Pushing the annoyance aside, I began to move, managing only about 10 steps before my legs gave out.

Damn it. Seriously? I collapsed, leaving the twenty servants to hastily lift me and place me onto the litter. For me, it felt more like a stretcher. There I was, sprawled on it like some mountain, panting heavily.

“You damn god! I hope the protagonist of your favorite novel gets NTRed!”

“We're here, young master.”

Can you believe it? his father's office is just thirty steps away from this pumpkin room, yet he insists on using a litter.

“Give me a hand.”

I ordered while cursing this hefty body under my breath.

“Oh, come, come, my dear child. How was your day?”

I glanced at the middle-aged man, his face exuding warmth and care.

As for my feelings? This old man right here is the reason this chubby exists. Not that I give a darn about my indulgent father.

“I'm alright, Dad.”

Yes, imagine this: as a noble, this old man spoiled this pumpkin so much that he thinks he can go around scolding the mansion's maids and servants.

“Take a seat. Hey, fetch his chair!”

You might wonder why he doesn't sit on a regular chair. Well, that's because the chair is custom-made to accommodate this hippo-sized frame.

“What's going on, Dad?”

Seriously, why would he summon this big old hippo over to his quarters? There's gotta be a reason for it....

“Your fiancee is coming tomorrow”

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"I hope my wife liked the arrangements... for the wedding night."

Mathew survived the entire two weeks of the apocalypse. A great score for someone blessed with brains over the brawn. Yet, even he fell after just fourteen days, giving his all to save the one person he cared for.

But why does a death looks like watching himself from the third person perspective? Is this the purgatory to watch over his own shoulders at the mistakes he made? A punishment for Mathew's sins to repeat those mistakes over and over again?

But wait, what are the three clocks in the corner of his vision, one of which only five minutes away from ticking out?

Crossing into an alternate world, Daniel possessed the [Omniscient Appraisal System] that can tell the value and origin of any item.

As a result, Daniel participated in the wildly popular online Container Hunt and began live streaming: [I'm in Libertopia, Live Streaming My Treasure Hunt!]

Netizens warned Daniel: Container Hunt is all a scam, it's impossible to find a real treasure.

However, what Daniel did next leaves viewers gobsmacked.

He bid 500 StellarCoins(1 StellarCoins=1 US dollar) on a batch of luggage looted by pirates, finding a high-end custom-made luggage bag, worth 10,000 StellarCoins!

He discovered a well-known painting from Serenalia, titled “Hundred Horses,” dated 300 years ago, assessed at 50 million StellarCoins!

He found a relic from the Atlantean civilization, causing a global archaeological uproar!

He stumbled upon a world-famous painting stolen from a Libertopia museum fifty years ago, titled “Portrait of a Woman,” which sends collectors around the world into a frenzied bidding war!

With the help of his system, Daniel can always find the best deals at Container Hunter Auctions, and even dominate the antique street, flea market, not to mention the real estate, stock, and investment industries!

After Daniel's net worth skyrocketed, he lavishly invest in a private estate, and threw decadent parties in his rooftop garden filled with models.

Married women, celebrities, wives...

Turns out, being rich really is this much fun!

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