Snow Over A Thousand Hills

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!

My Fusion System: Fusing a Thousand Chickens at the Start

Along with Antonio's voice, the already violent surface of the sea became even more violent. Balls of pitch-black seawater evaporated, condensing into black clouds that turned into a black rain of arrows with lightning swirling around them. The rain of arrows was too dense; each arrow exuded an aura that was no weaker than a peak gold-tier weapon, causing everyone to hold their breath.

Owen's face was filled with despair as he faced tens of millions of arrows, each comparable to a peak gold-tier item, and was made of highly toxic seawater. He could not resist it. He could not even escape, let alone withstand it.

"That is the strength of the greatest mage of the human kingdom."

Owen smiled bitterly and closed his eyes. As the number one warrior of the sea folks, he had always been unconvinced of the elites from the land kingdom. The greatest mage in the kingdom could try to fight him underwater; they could see who would survive in the end.

The Sea Tribe Healer