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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 · Fantasia
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657 Chs

The Duel Of The Century

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

In the sky, faced with Augustus' diamond-tier divine fire, Watson's expression changed slightly. "Augustus, it seems that your strength has indeed undergone an earth-shattering change compared to a few days ago. May I ask what caused you to obtain such a great improvement?"

"It's hatred or the desire to fight. Whatever it is, it's fine! Watson, do you think I'll tell you what my ability is? If you want to know about my ability and its effects, you can experience it in the battle," Augustus caressed his right hand and said with a twinkle in his eyes.

A person who told his ability to his enemy before the start of the battle was a fool; there were no benefits other than showing off in front of the enemy and admiring the enemy's despair. The enemy he was facing at the moment was not a weakling. He had to be 120% focused to have a chance of winning.

Augustus did not have any other thoughts after that battle. He only had one thought—to win.