My Fusion System: Fusing a Thousand Chickens at the Start Chapter 395

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

It had been almost a week since Watson had fused the Thread of Destiny with the Crown Staff. That week, Watson had been cultivating in the Sword Saint's courtyard during the day and going to Count Gray's courtyard at night. It was then known as the Eight-story Courtyard in the Sky.

The Severed Fingers Gang members were pretty efficient after they received their reward. In just a few days, they had created a space in the courtyard suitable for living. The transportation of materials and the workflow were done in an orderly manner. The houses were also arranged neatly. The area did not feel chaotic at all.

That week, Watson's life was very peaceful. A week ago, he had helped Antonio and Reid fuse a couple of weapons, which caused Antonio to spill the beans. Watson finally understood that the two masters were hiding something and deliberately did not teach him anything. Therefore, at his strong request, the two masters taught him everything they knew.

First, it was Antonio. The older man had mastered the essence of all the magic in the world because of the Crown Staff. In other words, as long as Antonio wanted, he could create different kinds of magic. If he imparted all that knowledge to Watson, the younger man would not be able to learn all of them in his lifetime. Therefore, to save time, Antonio chose to teach Watson ten kinds of elements and eight types of the most potent diamond-tier spells.

As for the chaos elements, they were initially elements that did not exist in that world, so there were no known spells. Antonio used those few days and the knowledge he obtained from the Crown Staff and forcefully created a diamond-tier spell for the new element. Its name was the Eye of the World. Once it was released, a huge pupil-less eye would appear in the sky and cast a chaotic airflow that could cover everything within sight. It would destroy everything as if the world had opened its eyes to judge everything.

Watson had learned that move a few days ago. Since it was too powerful, he had not used it since then.

At that moment, Watson was in the Sword Saint's courtyard. He held a wooden sword and slashed at the air. Once, twice, tens of thousands of times. Sweat flowed down his back and his young face.

“Phew. Today's wooden sword has been slashed 10,000 times. I can take proper rest now.”

Watson put down the wooden sword in his hand as he wiped his sweat. Antonio did not hold back anymore and taught him all his magic. Reid did so as well. As a result, he could finish his apprenticeship within a week. Reid and Antonio did not have anything else to teach him. The only thing they could tell him was to keep training every day and not relax so that his strength would continually improve.

It was incredible for outsiders to learn from Reid and Antonio within a week. It was also very embarrassing for those two men, but now the two of them no longer cared about that. After Watson had fused a starlight-tier weapon for each of them, their focus changed from teaching Watson things to thinking of ways to let Watson fuse more powerful starlight-tier items.

They already had a starlight-tier weapon, and they still lacked starlight-tier armor. If they could also obtain starlight-tier armor, they would consider switching to a starlight-tier mansion and experience the life of the gods.

Over the past few days, Watson's two masters had been running to the Campbell family, wanting to get the remaining holy relics from them. However, the Campbells were no fools. After obtaining the other half of the King of Time's puppet that Watson had promised, they had closed their doors to study the puppet. They had rejected Reid and Antonio's requests, resulting in a stalemate between the two parties.

“The daily sword technique training has ended. Magic training requires a constant release of magic. That courtyard is very fragile. I think it's better to forget about it.”

Watson hesitated for a moment before choosing to stop. He was at the place where Reid had taught him sword technique. The craftsmen had repaired the originally tattered floor during that period. It had become as smooth and clean as before. If he were to destroy the floor again, he would have to spend money to find someone to repair it.

“If only I could be like Master and communicate with the seven elemental magical sources. That way, I won't need to practice magic again. In the future, I can release magical sources against the enemy! Furthermore, if I can communicate with the remaining six sources, I can also borrow their power and use the system fusion to strengthen the chaos-elemental magical source in my body.”

Watson thought of the Crown Magic staff that he had fused for Antonio and could not help but exclaim in envy. That was the first time he envied the things that he had fused for others. Usually, he would fuse things very casually. As long as there were enough raw materials, he could always fuse better ones. There was no limit. However, the raw materials that he fused at that time were holy relics. They were different from ordinary diamond-tier items that he had fused.

As he looked at the Celestial Feather Robe and Sword of Strife that he had fused, their effects were much worse than the Crown Staff and the Thread of Destiny.

“I really hope that Master can get the holy relics from the Campbell family as soon as possible. The more, the better. That way, I can fuse a decent weapon for myself! After all, the ability to communicate with the sources of magical power was unique to the Crown Staff. One could only do it with that staff. Even if I wanted to learn it, Master could not teach it to me.”

In the past two days, his two masters had brought their newly fused weapons to the Campbell family, and many people had seen them. That had caused a heated discussion. After all, who would want to see countless lines criss-crossing around a body? Even a Sword Saint, who had separated himself from the world, would not be shocked, let alone a terrifying mage who wore a rainbow feather coat and had a crown on his head. With a single move, he could display the source of magic.

Many people in the kingdom said that Reid and Antonio had made a breakthrough and reached a higher diamond tier. The rule of the kingdom would last for thousands of years. The king even invited the two of them to attend the banquet because of that, and the time was set for that night. The invitation was also sent to Watson, but Watson was not interested, so he refused it.

“After entering the diamond tier, my strength has grown very slowly. I wonder how many years it will take me to progress to starlight-tier? It's useless to be anxious now. I'd better go to the Severed Fingers Gang and buy some herbs that can increase my strength to fuse with it. I'll increase my strength as much as I can.”

Watson had made up his mind. A breeze blew by his side, drying the sweat on his body. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, someone's voice echoed beside him.

“Watson, you must be tired from your training. Do you want to drink some tea? That is the best black tea that I brewed for you. I have plucked every single tea leaf carefully.”

“Perhaps I can fan you? It is now May, and the weather is so hot! Young Master Watson, why are you not sweaty? Were you practicing magic? It is as expected of Master Antonio's disciple; you are amazing, indeed.”

A few of the Sword Saint's disciples walked out of the courtyard. Some were holding a cup of black tea, some had a fan, and others were carrying a set of sofas. All of them were smiling at Watson.

Ever since they had witnessed Watson's effort in making weapons for Antonio and Reid a week ago, they had become like that. It was no wonder. Usually, it was the disciples who begged their master. It was the first time they had seen their master beg his disciple to do something for him. Furthermore, that was a starlight-tier weapon. Who would not want a real god-tier weapon?

Watson might not make such a precious weapon for them. They would be satisfied as long as he could fuse a few diamond or platinum-tier weapons for them.

“Senior Brothers, what are you doing?” Watson looked at them awkwardly.

“Watson, you are the youngest disciple and the most talented one among us. Of course, we have to take good care of you so that Master won't blame us. “

Several senior brothers rushed in front of Watson. The person who was holding the black tea opened the teacup, revealing the steaming drink. The tea leaves floated on the tea. The tea was crystal clear, like good amber, emitting a tempting fragrance. Clearly, something precious had been added to it.

“Come, Watson, try the tea I made.”

“No, sit on the sofa I bought. Let me massage your shoulders. “

“All of you, get out of the way. Can't you see that it's noon now? The weather is scorching. Let me give Watson a fan.”

One by one, they pushed each other to get to Watson. Watson palmed his forehead. At that moment, a pleasant female voice said, “Senior Brothers, as Watson's seniors, is it good for you to curry favor with him like that? And don't think that I don't know what you're thinking. You're treating Watson so well because you hope that he can help you create powerful weapons and armor. Am I right?”

The person who spoke was none other than Christina. Dressed in a long yellow dress, she was as beautiful as an elf among flowers. Her expression was solemn, and her words made everyone look ashamed.

“Watson, ignore those people. Let's go. I'll take you out for a walk! The restaurant we ate in the capital last time was pretty good. Let's eat again today. Last time, it was my treat, and this time, it's your treat.”

Christina came in front of Watson, grabbed his arm, and brought him out of the Sword Saint's courtyard without any explanation.

When the two of them left, the other disciples looked disappointed and sighed. “Alas, Watson escaped again! But Miss Christina is right. Our motives toward Watson are impure. If that goes on, Watson will not want to make weapons for us, and he will also hate us. Even Master Reid has a thirst for Watson's weapons, but unexpectedly, Miss Christina never once mentioned letting Watson make weapons for her. Instead, she let him treat her. She really does treat Watson as an ordinary person. “

“Before Miss Christina left home, she took the platinum-tier weapon that His Majesty had bestowed upon her master—the Sky Severing Blade. That weapon is one of the four platinum-tier weapons of the Holy Dragon Kingdom. However, when she returned, that sword was broken for some unknown reason! I heard that Miss Christina felt that she was not strong enough. Instead of relying on external things to become stronger, she chose never to repair that broken sword. If she wanted to repair it, she could have done it by asking Watson. In terms of awareness, we are still far from Miss Christina.”

Everyone sighed. Suddenly, they saw a familiar figure walk past them and out of the courtyard.

Everyone was stunned for a moment. Then, someone said, “Senior Brother Samuel? I haven't seen you in a few days. What have you been busy with?”

When these Sword Saint's disciples were preparing to rope Watson into their group, they had wanted to look for Samuel as well. However, Samuel had been shut in his room those days and did not agree to their invitation. As a result, those Sword Saint's disciples could only think of ways to get close to Watson. They did not expect Samuel, who had not come out for a few days, to appear that day.

“I've been cultivating in my room for the past few days. I'm going out to meet someone later! If you people have time to please Watson, why don't you go and cultivate more? It's better to rely on yourself than relying on external things. Even Christina understands that principle. Why don't you understand it?”

Samuel, who was dressed in black, stopped and glanced at everyone there. He snorted coldly, and everyone immediately lowered their heads in fear. “Eldest Senior Brother, thank you for teaching us a good lesson.”

After reprimanding his junior brothers, Samuel left the Sword Saint's courtyard. As soon as he walked out of the courtyard, the expression on his face changed from calm to anger. He stretched his fist outward and punched the wall beside the door, causing the wall to distort. “What do you mean by relying on external objects is better than relying on yourself? Only a child would believe such nonsense! D*mn it, after that Watson came here, I feel that everything in the Sword Saint's courtyard has changed.”

If one could become stronger by relying on external objects, who would refuse it? Even people at Reid's level were ecstatic because they had obtained a starlight-tier weapon. If a person was calm about something, it was only because it did not meet their expectations.

In the past, Samuel had always been the respected eldest senior brother. Reid was also very satisfied with him. Even Christina often chatted with him. However, that had changed. His junior brothers were more inclined to curry favors with Watson. Reid and Christina simply walked around Watson. That made him feel like an odd man out. He felt like he was only a passerby in the Sword Saint's courtyard—he was dispensable.

“Do you feel that you are dispensable here? Just a passerby?”

The sudden voice interrupted Samuel's thoughts and made him raise his head. When he saw the white temples of the man in front of him, as well as the well-defined square face that gave people a deep impression, he was suddenly stunned. “Your Majesty?”

The man in front of him was none other than the greatest supreme ruler of the kingdom. As the first disciple of the Sword Saint, he had the honor of seeing His Majesty's appearance at the banquet in the palace previously. However, how could a dignified ruler of a kingdom appear there, and he even took the initiative to talk to him?

While Samuel was feeling flustered and confused, the man in front of him said, “I came to look for Reid. I heard that Reid's strength had improved recently, which is a good thing for the kingdom. However, it seems that Reid is not there! In that case, as the Sword Saint's first disciple, you can tell me what has happened in the past few days.”

“That—” Samuel was a little hesitant. He had just told his junior brothers that he was going to meet someone, and he was not lying. When he woke up in the morning, he found a letter on the table. The letter only had a few words written on it. It asked him if he wanted power. Another line with the address and time was beneath that. He was told to go to the Purple Dragon area of the Holy Dragon Tavern at noon sharp and wait. There would be a surprise then.

At first, Samuel thought that it was some kind of prank, but he quickly changed his attitude.

Did he desire power? Of course, he did desire it very much. If he had power, he could surpass Watson and become the focus of everyone's attention again. Anyway, he was like an invisible person there, so even if he were fooled by a prank, it would not be worse. What if the messenger did not lie to him?

With that thought in mind, Samuel was prepared to go and take a look. However, he saw His Majesty when he reached there.

“What? Is it difficult for you to talk to me?”

Seeing that Samuel did not answer, the man continued to ask. His tone became low. That voice was like a warning bell ringing in Samuel's ears, giving him tremendous pressure.

“I dare not, Your Majesty. I am very honored by your invitation. Let's go. I will tell you everything that has happened in the courtyard those last few days that might interest you, Your Majesty. “

Samuel only hesitated for a moment before answering. He did not need to think about which was more important—an invitation from someone he did not know or His Majesty's face-to-face invitation.

“Then, let's go.”

The man smiled and did not say anything else. He led Samuel along the main road in a particular direction. After walking for more than ten minutes, the two of them arrived at their destination. In front of them was a huge and splendid tavern. The words Holy Dragon Tavern were written on the door.

“When I mentioned the words to this tavern, this place was not so popular. I didn't expect it to develop into such a state in such a short time. I am very pleased to see a shop become prosperous from nothing.”

The man lamented as he looked at the people coming and going in front of the door. Samuel only looked at the scene in front of him. Compared to the quality of the tavern, he was more puzzled in his heart. Why did His Majesty bring him to the Holy Dragon Tavern, just like the person who left a letter for him? Could that be some kind of coincidence?

Puzzled, Samuel and the man went into the tavern. Soon, someone brought them to the Purple Dragon area. A room with a curtain, magic barriers, and excellent sound insulation.

“The Purple Dragon area, even that is as written in the letter, perhaps—” Samuel was not a stupid person. He guessed in his heart.

Just like he had seen through his thoughts, the man in front of him, King Landhar III, suddenly smiled. “That's right, Samuel, I put the letter in your room. I can't bear to see a genius being destroyed, so I'm ready to help you! Before I decide to officially help you, I want to ask that question again. Do you desire power?”

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