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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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Holy Sword of Time

Éditeur: EndlessFantasy Translation

Klein asked, "Young Master, are you sure that is the answer?"

As Klein asked Watson, he was weighing in his mind what grand method he would use to give Watson a million gold coins without causing a stir.

He thought for a moment before saying, "Why don't we use a magic fireworks display when we use the gold coins? We can also pull out two banners on both sides of the street and announce that the winner of the million gold coins is you, Black Emperor. That way, your name will be deeply engraved in the hearts of the people."

Even though Watson had yet to confirm his answer, Klein felt that Watson had already answered it. That was because Watson was right. The question he had posed was unsolvable—fill a chessboard with 64 squares, the square at the back had to be twice the amount of money in the square at the front. It looked simple, but it was actually very difficult to do.