My Fusion System: Fusing a Thousand Chickens at the Start

"Do you really think that there are people in this world who are born with everything?"

Three miles away from Watson's house, a guard was sweating profusely. He was leaning against a tree to cool himself off and avoid the scorching sun in the sky.

There were three similar guards sitting beside him. Two of them had even taken off their upper body clothes and wrapped them around their waists, revealing their strong muscles.

In front of them, more than twenty long carriages were parked quietly. They were filled with items, not treasures or medicinal herbs, but rocks. Some farmers who passed by had strange expressions on their faces when they saw the sheer amount of tattered items in the carriages. They did not even think to look twice.

It was precisely because the items were not valuable that the guards were able to relax and rest.

At this moment, another guard heard their compatriot's questions and said, "I don't know if there are people in this world who are born with knowledge. I only know people should never be compared with one another. Some people are born rich, some are poor, and their talents are the same. If someone who is blessed by the heavens works hard for a year, he will be able to do something that we will never be able to do in our lifetime."

"That's right. Even if I work hard for my entire life, I will still not be able to compare to young master Watson."

The guard who spoke first sighed.

He was the youth who had sprained his ankle in the merchant group two days ago. His name was Gordo.

He was a Bronze-tier warrior at the tender age of 20 and was considered talented amongst the many guards of the merchant group. Gordo's dream was to one day successfully advance to Silver-tier and be respected by others. He was initially escorting the merchant group at that time, and did not pay much attention when he heard that the Garry family had produced a young Silver-tier warrior.

Many farmers were uncultured in that poor and remote place at the border. They might even mistake a Bronze-tier warrior for a Silver-tier warrior.

The result was undoubtedly a great shock to him.

Regardless of whether Watson really was a Silver-tier warrior, the mere fact that he had mastered the rare light-attribute combat aura made Gordo extremely envious. There was no need to mention what had happened after that. He had been reprimanded by the boss for spraining his ankle, and Watson had protected him. The scene of turning waste into treasure, where those materials were fused together to improve their quality, was still lingered in his mind.

Gordo's idol had originally been the kingdom's only Diamond-tier sword saint, but it had since changed to Watson.

He had been pestering Watson for the past two days, hoping that Watson would become his master and teach him how to learn light-attribute combat aura. Although Watson was a child, he was still a Silver-tier warrior, and strength represented status in that world. Unfortunately, Watson had not agreed to it, so he could only settle for the next best thing by helping gather the stones and attempt to make sure that Watson acknowledged him.

This was already the third trip on the third day. The stones he dragged out were at least a few thousand kilograms. Although there were no large mountains nearby, there were more than ten small mounds. If all of them were mined, there would be at least a hundred thousand kilograms of stones.

"Let's go. If we go back late, the boss might get angry again! Moreover, looking at the time, Young Master Watson will be able to build the house today. If we go late, we won't be able to see it."

After resting enough, everyone got up and returned to the surroundings of the carriage. Gordo curled his lips and was the last to stand up.

The term 'young master' was usually used by servants to address their master, and he was the one who called Watson first. The others only learned it after hearing him call that way. Carter and Reynolds were both jealous and helpless with the way the guards treated Watson as their master. Even the two of them wanted to curry favor with Watson, not to mention their subordinates.

At this moment, they were standing in the courtyard. Each of them stood behind Watson and was holding a fan to fan him.

"Young Master, this is the first time I've seen such a strange method of building a house. What exactly are you going to do?"

In the courtyard in front of them, there were seven additional houses made of stone bricks and tiles, other than the original three-story building of the Watson family. Because the courtyard had been demolished two days ago, the eight individual houses were still able to fit in, the reason why so many houses were built in two days was not only because the stone materials that Watson had fused with the stones were strong and neat to handle, but also because the guards built them randomly instead of building a foundation.

Carter did not quite understand why so many weak and independent houses had to be built. If they were to be used for living, Watson was not old enough to leave his parents' house. Carter did not think that they were to be prepared for merchants who had come from afar either, since there was no point building houses for people who did not stay there for long.

"Don't worry, you'll know what I'm going to do soon! Once Gordo and the others come back and several thousand kilograms of stones are fused, two more houses' walls can be produced. As for the roof, just continue to build it with the courtyard fence that has been demolished. We can finally start once ten houses are assembled."

Watson waved his hand, his expression calm.

He had been using ordinary stone as fusion materials for the past few days. Because he was afraid that the fused items would be too good, and that it would cause the two merchants to be unable to move, he had fused a silver jade that was a little stronger than white jade. Silver jade was between Iron- and Bronze-tier ores. The surface of the stone seemed to be made of gold and had a lustrous texture, which sparkled when placed in the sunlight.

These days, Watson's brothers and sisters were very curious about the way the family expanded the house. The eldest brother and Scarlet helped out frequently, which was very normal. However, the sixth sibling Margaret and bedridden fifth sibling Peter would sometimes look down through the window.

They had heard that their father, Edward, had made a fortune on chicken eggs and wanted to splurge, which was understandable, but why was it their youngest sibling Watson who was in charge of supervising them?

In the evening, Gordo and the others returned with more than 20 carts of large stones. When they returned, someone handed them water bottles. Watson walked directly to the 20 carts and started the system fusion.

Pieces of silver jade slabs that were a few meters in circumference were forged and carried down by the guards. Around the original eight houses, two more houses were spliced together. These two houses were solid silver jade slabs on the outside and supported by wooden strips on the inside, the windows and stairs were omitted, and there was no furniture.

From the outside, these houses were more gorgeous than Watson's original small wooden house. However, they did not have a foundation. It was not a big deal if they were hit by a storm, but if they were hit by an earthquake, the buildings would definitely collapse very quickly.

"Young Master, now that we have gathered ten houses, you should at least tell us what you want to do, right?"

Reynolds was trying to outdo Carter, and the speed at which he waved the fan for Watson began increasing.

Big businessmen like them were usually served by others. When did they ever serve anyone else? Because he had been waving the fan for an entire afternoon, Reynolds' hands were almost numb. He was still enduring, because Carter was still by his side. At that point, he no longer wanted to best Carter for a few stone slabs: what he wanted was Watson's favor and the greater benefits that came with it.

"Alright, we can begin."

Watson nodded and extended his right hand towards the ten houses.

The surrounding guards drank water as they wiped the sweat off their faces. Their eyes were filled with curiosity. They also wanted to know what this mysterious young master was going to do.

"System, Fuse."

Facing the ten houses, Watson spat out two words and closed his eyes. This was the first time he had fused with such a huge object like a house. He did not know what effect it would have.

Bang!

As the sound faded, the ten houses suddenly shook and turned into a huge light that collided with each other. The intersection point happened to be the wooden house that Watson had originally lived in. A dazzling huge ball of light appeared, and everyone closed their eyes to avoid it. After the light dissipated and everyone reopened their eyes, everyone was dumbfounded.

The original ten houses had already disappeared in front of them. What appeared before everyone was a building, and no one knew whether that building should be called a mansion or a castle. It covered an area of several kilometers and had a total of four floors. One could see the spacious corridors and rooms inside it through the floor-to-ceiling windows. A conservative estimate of the number of rooms would be around a hundred.