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My Fusion System: Fusing a Thousand Chickens at the Start

Traversing into a Fantasy World, Watson became the youngest son of a run-down baron, ranked eight in the family. His mother was confined to her bed by sickness, his father was drinking all day, his brothers and sisters were not doing proper jobs, and even the family’s position of baron was on the verge of being stripped away. As the family’s decline loomed closer, Watson acquired the [Super Fusion System] out of the blue! At the family’s only remaining chicken farm, Watson conducted Fusion on the 1,000 sickly hens. “Ding, congratulations, you have fused a high-level demon beast [Pentacolor Fragrant Chicken]. Its eggs are so nutritious that they can extend one's life span and are considered a delicacy that only lords and kings can enjoy!” Watson made a huge profit out of this. Utilizing the system, he embarked on a journey of becoming a tycoon! “Ding, congratulations, you have fused 10,000 wheat heads into an ingredient that can permanently strengthen a person’s physique!” “Ding, congratulations, you have fused 10,000 kilograms of metal scrap into a Divine Weapon [Sword of the Flame Pursuer]!” “Ding, congratulations, you have fused 100,000 rats into a Divine-level Demon Pet [Sky-devouring Rat King]!” No gold coins? Fuse them! No potent potions? Fuse them! No super magic or powerful henchmen? Fuse them! From then on, Watson led his family to develop continuously in this world of swords and magic until it became an overlord!

Snow Over A Thousand Hills · Fantasy
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657 Chs

Cleaning Up The Underground Forces In Royal City

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

"Kid, did I mishear you? You want me to transfer that tavern to you for free? Are you crazy?"

After hearing Watson's words, the tavern owner came in front of him. He bent down and stuck his greasy face in front of Watson. He threatened in a low voice. "This is not a place where you can behave atrociously. No matter who you are or what your purpose is, I'm going to count to three. Get out immediately, or I'll kill you. Do you understand me?"

Boom!

Almost as soon as he finished his words, the tavern owner's head came into close contact with the ceiling. Watson raised his right leg high and kicked the tavern owner's chin, causing the fat boss to hit the ceiling. The older man fell back onto the ground like a ball beside Watson's feet, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

"D*mn it! Someone is causing trouble here. Come, quickly!"