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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 · ファンタジー
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Goodbye, Christina

編集者: EndlessFantasy Translation

Ten minutes ago, at a discreet flower bed outside the church.

"Pope Arthas, these are the funds that the Holy Sword adventurer team has prepared for the church this month. They include materials from some magical beasts, prayer clothes, armor, and weapons for Holy Knights. The total value is about 100,000 gold coins."

Christina waved her hand. Her subordinates immediately opened a few large boxes and pushed them in front of an old man in a gorgeous robe and a crown made of jade.

The boxes were as tall as a person, and each contained different things. They were placed in a neat line. The light they emitted was enough to dazzle one's eyes.

The old man chuckled.

"It's been hard on you, Lady Swordmistress. You have had to lead the adventurer team to conquer the dungeon every day and still need to think of donating money to the church. I really don't know how to thank you."