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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 · แฟนตาซี
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"King Landhar III, you are truly a terrifying monster. Even if you are doing this for Avril, how can you kill your lover and children who have accompanied you all these years?"

Sylvan's expression when he looked at King Landhar III changed, becoming conflicted.

"I told you, I did that willingly."

King Landhar III's expression was still cold. "So, Sylvan, are you going to help me? You should have the same thoughts as me regarding Avril's resurrection, right?"

"I'm sorry, I still can't believe what you said unless you can prove it to me." Sylvan's gaze wavered for a moment, but it quickly became firm. He had prepared for more than ten years to take revenge on King Landhar III. Now that he finally stood in front of the monarch, he would not waver just because of a few words.

After a few seconds of silence, King Landhar III nodded. "Okay, I got it."