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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 · Fantasie
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Redakteur: EndlessFantasy Translation

Bella and Rose looked at the ugly men in front of them, their faces wet with tears.

They had experienced so many ups and downs in just two days. One day earlier, some evil humans had kidnapped Princess Alice because they had not guarded her properly. As a result, they met a kind young man named Watson. He had let them go, but the goddess of luck did not seem to care for them. A few short moments after that, they were captured by another group of people.

They were restrained in anti-magic shackles. They had less than one-tenth of their strength left, and they were about to be humiliated.

"Why are you crying?"