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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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Trouble At The Door

Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

At Lord Byron's family manor.

Deena was carrying a money bag as she wandered through the count's manor. A few maids were cleaning the floor, but when they saw her, they all started whispering.

"It's Miss Deena. She's back."

"Miss Deena hasn't stayed at home for a long time, especially after she went to the Royal Academy."

"It's no wonder. After all, Miss Deena's father is an incompetent earl addicted to drinking and gambling. This morning, the Countess and the Earl had another argument. He had sold the Countess' wedding ring. He even dared to sell their wedding ring. Is there anything he wouldn't do? We would have left long ago if the Countess hadn't treated us so well."

"I've already decided to leave. Our salary has changed from one silver coin a month to five copper coins a month. That salary is already lower than most maids in the capital. We need to make a living."