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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 · Fantaisie
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A Huge Harvest

Éditeur: EndlessFantasy Translation

"I've been a pawn since the beginning..."

Unable to bear such a reality, Frigga began to cough violently, her expression filled with sorrow.

She never thought that the dignified king of the Holy Dragon Kingdom, who had a glorious reputation throughout his life, would suffer the double blow of losing to Watson and being told such a cruel truth at the end of her life.

"Don't feel sad about it. As a mortal, you've done pretty well." The Primordial Demoness was not just comforting or mocking her. Soon, she shifted her gaze to Watson, saying, "But now I have a better goal. That young man's ambition is greater than yours. If I can absorb his desire, I can become a king without a problem."

"How about it? Do you want to sign a contract with me? I will be your partner from now on, as long as you allow me to have some desire every day."

The Primordial Demoness' four heads rotated in Watson's direction, her tone entrancing.