My Fusion System: Fusing a Thousand Chickens at the Start

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Chapter 1: System Activated, Fusion Initiated
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Ugh, it tastes terrible.”

Ten-year-old Watson held the brick-like black bread in his hand and put it into his mouth. He controlled his strength carefully and avoided using teeth-breaking force.

As the eighth son of a down-and-out baron at the Holy Dragon Kingdom’s eastern border, Watson felt lucky enough that he still had bread to eat for his three daily meals.

The Holy Dragon Kingdom was located in the center of the world. It was warm like spring all year round and had abundant produce, which only served to encouraged sloth in people. Tens of millions of people lived in that land, and one in a thousand was a noble.

However, one should not assume that a good life awaited them just because they became a noble.

It was the duty of a noble to exercise control and be responsible for the management of land under their name. Since there was too much land, they paid a large amount of taxes to the country annually. Some nobles were heavily in debt, and the Gary family that Watson belonged to was one such example.

They owned a hundred acres of fertile land but failed to hire workers due to his father’s incompetency in managing the land. As a noble, he was bad at farming, so the land was already overgrown with weeds. If not for the family’s chicken farm, everyone would have starved to death.

Life was already difficult to begin with, and Watson’s 40-year-old idiot of a father could only rue their misfortune while drinking heavily and ploughing his 38-year-old mother every night. He seemed eager to create another ninth sibling for Watson.

“When will this life end?”

Watson sighed. He endured all his suffering and swallowed that black piece of bread.

“Watson, why are you daydreaming here? If you have the time to daydream, why don’t you come hunting with me? You’ve only been able to drink salted mincemeat soup every Monday recently, and if this goes on, you might only see meat once a fortnight.”

A crisp voice sounded behind him. Watson turned his head and saw a young girl pushing open the door of the three-story wooden house.

The young girl had a petite stature and carried a hardwood bow on her back. Her thin clothes were wrapped in a hide skirt. Her long purple hair was tied into a ponytail and she had a tender, far face. Meanwhile, those round amber eyes of hers were brimming with energy.

Watson’s turned his eyes and landed his gaze on two places.

Her fair thighs covered in visible fine hair could be seen under her hide skirt when it swayed in the breeze. Her slightly bulging chest—the result of just entering puberty—made her look cuter than cute, making it difficult for anyone to take their eyes off her.

Unfortunately, he was unable to have any evil thoughts towards that young girl.

“Scarlet, I’m…not going hunting.”

Scarlet, the seventh-born in the family, was only one year older than him. Compared to her eldest brother who went out to look for work, their second eldest sister who had been sent to the town after her magical talents had been noticed, and the rest of the older siblings who were either physically weak or did not like to go out, Scarlet was rather reliable as she knew how to lighten the family’s burden.

However, Scarlet’s archery skills were merely average. Hunting down a wild rabbit took her several days of hard work to produce sharp wooden arrows, and it was hard to say which side was more profitable.