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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!

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Rebuilding Blackmoon Castle

Biên tập viên: EndlessFantasy Translation

"Watson, next time you cast a spell, can you find a place with no one around? I think the Misty Forest is not a bad choice! Blackmoon Castle has only just been established. Are you going to demolish it again?"

Half an hour later...

Watson stood at the castle gate as he endured his father, Edward's complaints.

"I'm sorry, Father. It's my fault."

He put his hands on his stomach; his face was red. He could not defend himself.

He did not expect the fused gold-tier magic would be so powerful. He had felt the same when he saw Folson cast the Silver Serpent on the Raging Sea, a gold-tier spell. It seemed like Folson only had half a gold-tier scroll, so it was not as powerful. Its real force was more terrible than he had imagined. 

He had planned to use the fused magic to frighten the mages in Blackmoon Castle; he would stop before the spell could do any damage. He thought he could use the source of chaotic-elemental magic in his body to absorb it.