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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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Two-faced Monica

Éditeur: EndlessFantasy Translation

"Watson's words made me excited. He's really a natural-born leader." Zeke looked at Watson, who was distributing the Phoenix eggs, and the group of people who felt delighted and moved. He could not help but sigh.

Watson told the guards what glory should mean to them. As for the maids, Watson made them understand what it meant to survive. It was different for those two groups of people. It was hard to imagine that a ten-year-old child would have such knowledge.

As a businessman, Zeke would reward and mobilize his subordinates whenever he needed to improve their loyalty and morale. However, he did not think that he could do it to such an extent.

"It's glory, not flaunting."

Zeke took Watson's words to heart; he would say the same thing to his subordinates the next time he needed to lecture them.

"That young fellow can certainly talk. I wonder who taught him that?" Edward looked at Watson with approval and nodded. "He sounds like me when I was young."