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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 · Fantasy
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Advancing To The Platinum Tier

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Nightingale glared at the Moon-eating Sky Wolf as they rushed down from the top of the mountain. She tried her best to teleport to the snowy mountain, and her strength sent the snowflakes on the ground flying.

Pieces of memories invaded her mind.

It had been ten years. She would never forget that year's winter—a silver-moon wolf had killed her parents. Her parents' bloodied bodies, as well as the sounds she heard before they died, were still fresh in her mind. She would never forget the magical beast that had killed her parents. The mockery in her eyes was filled with cruelty.

"It can't be wrong; that Moon-eating Sky Wolf is the magical beast from back then!"

Nightingale gritted her teeth. Despite the fact that nearly ten years had passed and the magical beast in front of her was a Moon-eating Sky Wolf rather than a silver-moon wolf, she was certain that it was the same one that had killed her parents back then.