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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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The Mantis Stalks The Cicada, Unaware Of The Oriole Behind

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

In a simple thatched cottage in the Holy Dragon Kingdom's capital.

That was the slums of the capital. The people who lived there were poor people without money or power. At that moment, two young children were surrounding an old man in the thatched cottage.

A statue of a god was placed on the table in front of the old man. The statue looked like it was wearing shining golden armor. Gears of different sizes were floating on its back. Its face was handsome, and its eyes were filled with love and all-encompassing light.

"Great God of Light, Baldur, please bless our family to live peacefully this year. Bless us with a healthy life. If the taxes collected by the kingdom can be reduced by 30 percent, it will be even better."

The old man put his hands together and prayed sincerely to the statue. After praying, he even stretched out his right hand and drew a cross on his chest.