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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

The Mage Guild's Attack

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

"That's right. That is the nine-color ginseng, but that's not the point."

Watson nodded affirmatively as he pointed at the flowerbed. "Look carefully. What has become of the medicinal herbs in the flowerbed?"

Everyone looked in the direction he pointed and found that some of the medicinal herbs growing well in the flowerbed had turned yellow. The leaves were drooping as if the nutrients had been sucked away. On the other hand, the nine-colored glazed ginseng looked dazzling with the light it emitted.

"See? That is why I said that it's not good to speed up the ripening of the crops," Watson said.

As a modern man, he possessed agricultural knowledge that far surpassed that world.