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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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The King Of The United Three Kingdoms

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

"Where am I? Did I die?"

An elf who had fallen to the ground scratched his brow and gazed blankly at the damaged Mount Creation and the massive craters and fissures in the earth.

Touching his body, the Elven King found that the elf chess was not on him, which made his expression change. What made his expression change even more was that the girl suspected to be King Landhar III was lying in the arms of a woman he was very familiar with.

"Avril! You are Avril!"

The Elven King's eyes widened as he saw the familiar face he had not seen in almost ten years. He strolled over, unconcerned about the elven race chess piece.

Unlike the Elven King, the other elves were at a loss for a time until recollections of what had just occurred flashed through their brains. That was what Watson had sent to them via the elven chess piece. At the same time, they felt enslaved, which caused their faces to turn ugly.