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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 · 奇幻
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657 Chs

The New Blackmoon Castle

編輯: EndlessFantasy Translation

"What happened?"

The moment Watson cast the God's Descent spell, the entire Blackmoon Castle began to shake. People near the area came out of their tents and looked at the dark clouds in the sky in surprise.

The sky was clear just a moment ago, but heavy clouds obscured it after that. The heavy rolling clouds were like the sea's pitch-black surface; it made people wonder if they would plummet at any minute.

Hundreds of thousands of people emerged from the tents. The majority of them were slaves held by Watson following the defeat of the manor owners' allied troops. Since most of Blackmoon Town had been destroyed, the remaining Blackmoon Castle could not accommodate as many people; thus, they were forced to stay outside.

Fortunately, Watson had ordered them to become Blackmoon Town's official workers, and they were entitled to a monthly wage of one gold coin, as well as an independent room after they rebuilt the town. That was their gift.