Starting as the President of a Billionaire Group Chapter 1246 - 1221: Paranoia

Before him stood a modest dwelling, with gourds flourishing in the front yard. Seven gourds, each of a distinct color, dangled from their vines.

Without a doubt, this setting evoked a cherished childhood memory.

Ye Chen didn't approach immediately. Instead, he parked his motorcycle to the side, taking in the entire scene before him.

These seven gourds weren't resting peacefully. They seemed to cry out, "Grandpa has been captured! We must rescue Grandpa!"

Swaying vigorously on their vines, each one yearned to descend.

Ye Chen recalled from previous plotlines that these gourds would, one by one, eventually come down.

The antagonists, Snake Spirit and Scorpion Spirit, were known to capture them sequentially, with the sinister intention of refining the seven children into Golden Cores for their own immortality.

As Ye Chen reminisced about these events, a red gourd ripened, detached itself, and dropped to the ground. In an instant, it morphed into a young boy, a gourd adorning his head.

"Big Brother, hurry and save Grandpa," the other six gourds simultaneously urged.

"Wait for me, all of you. I will capture those vile spirits and bring Grandpa back," Red Child proclaimed with unwavering confidence.

Ye Chen recognized this as the fearless spirit of a newborn calf, oblivious to the dangers lurking.

Despite each gourd possessing unique abilities, their attempts to rescue their grandpa had always ended in failure.

Now that Ye Chen was present, the Huluwa's intervention was unnecessary. He found himself with ample free time and decided he might as well rescue the old gentleman, thereby earning the goodwill of the Huluwa.

Through his recent delivery experiences, Ye Chen had discovered a pattern: the greater the customers' goodwill towards him, the more substantial the rewards he received.

Noticing Red Child preparing to depart, Ye Chen quickly rode his motorcycle to intercept him.

"Here, kid. This is your delivery," Ye Chen said, handing the bag he carried to Red Child.

"Who are you?" Red Child inquired, his brow furrowed as he observed Ye Chen.

The Ye Chen before him was clad in yellow attire, a sight quite peculiar to Red Child.

"I'm your deliveryman," Ye Chen replied with a smile.

"No need. I must hasten to rescue Grandpa. I cannot bear for him to suffer at the hands of those spirits," Red Child pushed the bag away.

One had to acknowledge the child's profound filial piety. If only children today possessed even half this devotion, it would be a blessing.

"Kid, you don't need to go. Leave this mission to me," Ye Chen stated calmly.

"Leave it to you? I don't even know you; why would you offer your help?" Red Child questioned, looking intently at Ye Chen.

In his memory, he had never encountered anyone dressed in a yellow robe. Why, then, did this stranger wish to assist him?

Furthermore, rescuing Grandpa was an undertaking fraught with peril. What possible motive could this person have for offering assistance?

"Your filial piety has touched me, but I don't assist without reason; there is indeed a condition," Ye Chen confessed with a hint of mischief in his smile.

Upon seeing Ye Chen's smile, Red Child suddenly felt a prickle of suspicion, sensing this individual might not be entirely benevolent.

However, his perception was far from the truth. Ye Chen intentionally spoke that way to lower Red Child's guard.

"State it," Red Child replied.

"I merely want you to consume the food I've delivered and then provide me with a favorable review," Ye Chen announced, gesturing towards the bag.

"It's that simple?" Red Child was taken aback, not anticipating such a request.

He had presumed Ye Chen sought something valuable from him, not this seemingly trivial matter.

"Of course, it's that simple. What else would it be?" Ye Chen responded, a touch of impatience in his voice.

He mused that while this little one appeared small, he was quite astute.

"What do you say? If you agree, I shall depart immediately to help you rescue the old grandpa," Ye Chen pressed.

"Very well, I agree," Red Child declared, nodding.

"Big Brother, don't trust him! He must be a villain attempting to deceive you. He certainly isn't going to rescue Grandpa," the other six gourds cried out in alarm.

"Little gourds, have you ever been deceived? Why do you all harbor such a persecution complex? What benefit would I derive from harming you?" Ye Chen asked, his tone laced with irritation.

"Brothers, have no fear. Should he attempt to harm me, I vow to crush him flat like a pancake!" Red Child reassured his gourd siblings.

Ye Chen, aware of Red Child's formidable strength, couldn't help but shudder at the image conjured by his words.

"Alright, now be quick and try the delivery," Ye Chen urged.

Red Child, with a degree of lingering doubt, opened the bag. He took out a bottle of yogurt and began to drink. He couldn't deny the delightful sensation of its cold, refreshing taste.

Their usual sustenance was plain water; they had never experienced anything quite so delicious.

The other six Huluwa, observing Red Child's evident delight, felt a pang of envy.

"Big Brother, give us some too!" the six gourds shouted in unison.

Ye Chen pondered their change of heart, thinking, "They just called me a bad guy, and now they find my delivery delicious. What kind of children are these?"

Red Child generously shared the remaining yogurt with his brothers.

The gourds too, savored the drink with obvious enjoyment – this was truly a delicacy fit for any being.

"What do you think, kids? I didn't lie to you, did I?" Ye Chen asked with a grin.

Red Child remained silent but proceeded to open a bag of potato chips. He took one, bit into it with a satisfying "crunch," and savored the taste.

The gourds hanging from the vine watched, their mouths watering.

Ye Chen mistook the sound for rain and glanced up at the sky.

Yet, the sky was perfectly clear, a vast expanse of blue dotted with white clouds, showing no hint of precipitation. Observing the drooling gourds, Ye Chen inwardly scoffed at their lack of willpower.

Red Child was completely engrossed in the snack, paying no heed to his brothers' desperate pleas.

The gourds on the vine seemed unable to bear the suspense any longer, practically itching to detach themselves and descend.

Only then did Red Child emerge from his delicious reverie, exclaiming repeatedly, "This is so good."

He generously shared the remaining chips with his brethren.

"So, are you pleased with the items I delivered?" Ye Chen inquired with a smile.

"Not bad, not bad at all," Red Child nodded in agreement.

He then opened the other bags, not only indulging himself but also offering them to his brothers.

These youngsters' capacity for consumption was truly astonishing, as they cleared out all the snacks in mere moments.

Ye Chen had procured a full bag of treats, typically enough to sustain an adult for a considerable period, yet these little ones devoured them with incredible speed.

"Are there any more?" Red Child inquired, looking hopefully at Ye Chen.

"No more. You've eaten far too much," Ye Chen retorted, rolling his eyes.

"Next time, could you bring us more?" Red Child asked, his expression tinged with disappointment.

"Of course, no problem," Ye Chen replied with a smile.

Despite his cheerful assurance, Ye Chen was aware that he had no idea when, or even if, he would encounter them again. The Worldwide Delivery system was assigned randomly by the system's decree.

Each unique world he visited was different, and the likelihood of returning to a previously visited world was exceedingly slim.