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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

Watson, It Is Your Responsibility

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

King Landhar III's gaze swept over Antonio and Reid before landing on Watson. He saw Watson foolishly staring at Kiana with his mouth wide open, enough to fit an egg. He felt a little happy.

Watson had always made him angry when he talked to him, and it was his turn to take revenge. When he saw the results, he was delighted, and that was only the beginning. As a king, he rarely had such a simple and happy time; he did not know why he always let down his guard when he was with Watson. Perhaps it was because he had signed a soul contract with Watson.

"Your Majesty, why are you here?"

Antonio looked at the King who was standing in front of him. He was wearing a luxurious robe and had an extraordinary bearing. All he needed was a crown to tell everyone that he was the King. He smiled bitterly.