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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 · Fantasi
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657 Chs

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Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

"Angels! They are from angels from the powerful ancient race, nicknamed Servants of the Gods. Praise the gods, no, praise the Great Young Master Watson, we are saved!"

Leon shouted as he opened his arms and knelt humbly on the ground when he saw the tens of thousands of beings hovering in the sky.

Arthur, who was beside him, was not so excited. He only stared at the dragon and the phoenix in the sky, then looked at the diamond-shaped scales on his body and the pure white wings of the phoenix. He seemed uncertain. "The angel species? Haven't they been extinct since ancient times? How can there be so many of them? And why do I feel so familiar with the dragon and phoenix in the sky?"

"These angels, the dragon, and the phoenix came from the direction of Mount Creation that Miss Nightingale had mentioned. Could it be—"

Annie stared at the distant sky as a bold guess emerged in her heart.