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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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Messengers From the Imperial City

Éditeur: EndlessFantasy Translation

"This is too shocking. Even Monte Town's mayor doesn't have this big a house!"

A guard from Lucky Business Group who had seen the mayor's house was practically staring at the mansion in front of him.

"Not only can he fuse ores, he can even fuse houses too. Is there anything in this world that the young master can't do?" another guard lamented.

He finally understood why Watson wanted to build ten houses. It turned out that they were used as materials for fusion. The houses that they had built previously looked quite impressive on the outside, but the foundation was actually not very solid. However, they did not doubt the sturdiness of the mansion in front of them.

The black walls that flickered with a faint luster gave people a majestic feeling. There were a few vines wrapped around them, which diluted the heavy feeling and brought a hint of vitality. Through the bright windows, one could also see the murals hanging on the walls, other than the bedrooms. There were also some exquisite porcelain pieces placed on the ground.

The guard dared to guarantee that the houses that were originally built by everyone did not even have glass, let alone murals and porcelain pieces. When he thought of this, he felt very regretful. Why did he not have the talent for magic when he was born? Could he have done such an amazing thing if he was a mage instead of a warrior?

At this moment, the guards were not only amazed at the magic of Watson's magic, they were also amazed at his taste. After all, anyone could do a fusion of houses, but to fuse it into a low-key, elegant, spacious and luxurious residence was not something that an ordinary person could do.

The pear tree door covered with veins, and the two doorknobs carved into the shape of a lion in front of the door, were the epitome of detail.

[Silver-tier Blackmoon Castle]

[Effect: forged from bronze-tier black jade ore. Cultivation speed increased by 30% if cultivated inside the home. At the same time, you can sleep faster and feel more at ease.]

[Special Effect: domain (if any creature enters the castle with hostility, they will be suppressed. The strength of professionals below silver-tier will be reduced by 50%)]

"This isn't only a place to live; it's also a super-large-scale magic tool!"

Watson looked at the castle that was one floor higher than before. There was a conical dome on both sides of the castle, and he sighed in his heart.

The castle was not unfamiliar to the people of the Middle Ages, but that was only for the higher-ups. Only the royal family and the great nobles could afford to live in a castle. The Miles Manor that Watson had seen before was just a group of bungalows.

"Alright, the castle is finished. Next, it's time to build the chicken coops. Everyone, follow me! If it's fast, it'll be completed in another week. I'll treat everyone to live in the castle for the next few days and have the best bread and meat to eat."

Watson looked at the manor a few times, turned around, and waved his small hand.

The castle was not enough. According to his ideals, his family should adopt the same layout as the Miles Manor. The family's chicken farm should be surrounded by walls, and it would be best if they also surrounded ten acres of farmland. That way, it would be difficult for anyone to break in. Unfortunately, at least ten kilometers of a wall was needed in order to accomplish that. It amounted to a large number of stones, and they still needed those guards to carry them.

"Yes, Young Master!"

All the guards smiled, exposed their arms, and walked out in a mighty manner.

They were so obedient not only because they would be able to enjoy good food and drink, but also because they wanted to see what Watson would do next.

...

Time flew by, and soon, a week had passed.

There were many things to do these few days. The merchants under Carter and Reynolds would each transport rocks during the morning, noon, and evening. They would transport three times a day, emptying the rocks in the nearby hills. If that was not enough, they would go to the nearby farms and ask for it as plenty of farms had hundreds or thousands of large rocks. If it really did not work, these guards would even take out a few copper coins.

After a while, the nearby farms all learned of the news that the Watson family was expanding, and some skeptical people even secretly went to take a look.

It just so happened that a week had passed and the bright moon hung in the sky.

Two figures, one tall and one short, came from the middle of the kingdom and appeared on a hill one kilometer away from the Watson family.

There were many hills at the border, so if the farmland here was more than a hundred acres, it would mostly be terraced fields. Even the Misty Forest grew at the foot of a mountain range.

The mountain range where Misty Forest was located was called Dragonspine Snow Mountain. It got its name because the snow did not melt all year round, and it was shaped like a long dragon lying on its stomach. The snow mountain was ten thousand meters tall, and there were countless dangerous magical beasts on it. After crossing it, one would arrive at an extremely cold place, that was the territory of the Winter Kingdom.

And to the east of Watson's house, more than a hundred miles away was the border count's territory, who was in charge of the border. There were a hundred thousand barren mountains outside, and beyond the hundred thousand barren mountains was the Thorn Empire.

The Holy Dragon Kingdom was located in the center of the continent, surrounded by a country on each side. The Holy Dragon Kingdom, which occupied the most fertile land in the center, was always somewhat estranged from other countries. The friction with the Thorn Empire had been greater in the past two years, and had it not been for the natural dangers surrounding the Holy Dragon Kingdom, the kingdom would have been destroyed long ago.

"Sigh, in less than half a year, it will be winter in March! The continuous snowstorms in the past few months will affect the harvest. There are also powerful magical beasts running out of the dense fog forest to steal things and wreak havoc. In addition, the soldiers of the empire are eyeing us from the east. Fortunately, the count at the border is known as His Majesty's chief mage. Although his rank is not high, he is deeply trusted by His Majesty. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to clean up this mess."

The person who spoke was a green-robed young man with pointed boots, two small wings, and a feathered helmet.

Beside him stood a young woman. The white feathers on the helmet fluttered in the wind. That was the symbol of a messenger.

"Stop complaining. This time, the Imperial City received intelligence that the empire's soldiers are getting restless. They asked us to come and inform the border count to increase our vigilance! At the same time, they also asked us to search for some local intelligence and report back." The corners of the young woman's mouth curled up, she revealed a bright smile. "So, have you found any interesting news in the vicinity recently?"

As messengers, their job was to pass on information, go to certain places to gather materials, and report on the situation there, such as whether the taxes were reasonable, whether the border guards were loyal, or whether there were hidden geniuses. All sorts of things were reported, as it was conducive to the control of the country by the higher-ups.

"If we want to talk about interesting stuff, we did find two! There was a Miles Manor near here. A few days ago, the owner of the manor was killed, but no one in the manor went to the law enforcers. Instead, they all said that it was good that he died," the male messenger said.

The female messenger seemed indifferent and replied calmly, "Since no one cares about them after they died, they must have done too many bad things in their lives! Let me ask you, does this Miles have any nobility title?"

"No, he's just an ordinary landlord. He doesn't even have a wife."

"Then it's fine. A few people like him die every year. Even if we do manage them, they're not under our control. Is there anything else?"

"There is indeed one more thing. Should I say it's strange, or should I say that it's difficult to ascertain the truth? In short, it's very troublesome."

The male messenger looked around and carefully lowered his voice, "I heard from the farmers nearby that a down and out baron named Edward has recently earned a lot of money and is using this money to expand his house! It's said that the castle he built is even more magnificent than the houses of the great nobles. It's comparable to the royal palace. Because the overall structure of the mansion is crescent-shaped, it looks like a black crescent moon from the mountain during the day. That's why people call it the Blackmoon Castle!"

"What do you mean it's comparable to the royal palace? It's just the delusion of a country bumpkin who hasn't seen the world. Don't tell me you're the same as a country bumpkin who hasn't seen the world? Forget it, stop talking. It looks like there's nothing interesting around here. Let's hurry up and send a letter to count at the border. Let's hurry back..."

As she spoke, the female messenger began to stride down the hill when she stopped halfway.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing the female messenger's wide-open mouth, the male messenger could not help but ask.

Raising her hand, the female messenger pointed not far ahead, her fingers trembling non-stop. "It's the royal palace!"

In the distance, there was a tall building that stretched far and wide. It was surrounded by a wall that was ten kilometers long and more than two meters tall. There were also short spears stuck on top of it. The black wall reflected the bright moonlight, and the faint roar of a giant beast could be heard, leaving them utterly shocked.

The male messenger looked over and felt that this castle was too gorgeous. It was comparable to ten manors combined. Although it was not as grand as the royal palace, it was still shocking to see such a huge thing appear in this place. Of course, he was more dissatisfied than surprised.

"And you just said that I was ignorant. Look, this Blackmoon Castle really does exist, doesn't it?"