My Fusion System: Fusing a Thousand Chickens at the Start

“Young Master Watson, are you sure that those angels will lower their strength to fight us on the same level? And we will get rewarded if we defeat them?”

An adventurer stared at the scene in front of him in a daze for a few seconds before he asked with a trembling voice.

He was much more respectful toward Watson—he had addressed the young man as Young Master.

“That’s right; they will lower it to match your level. For example, if you have a team of three silver-tier and one gold-tier member, then they will also have the same formation. Each person in your team will get a reward when you clear the level. Of course, I do need to stress that you need to think of ways to kill them, not only defeat them,” Watson said.

“After all, those are Young Master Watson’s subordinates. For us to kill them is a little—”

The group of adventurers looked at the halos above the angles’ heads and subconsciously swallowed their saliva. They were facing an angel race—even if their opponent suppressed their strength, they might not be a match for them. The other party had a platinum-tier aura. Those people must be highly respected in the entire kingdom. Was Watson willing to let them kill those angels?

“You don’t have to worry about that, and you can ask why.”

As Watson spoke, a Blackmoon Knight from the first legion stepped forward. He drew the longsword at his waist and stabbed it into his neck under everyone’s watchful eyes.

Fresh blood splattered everywhere, and his corpse fell to the ground. That scene caused all the adventurers to turn pale with fright. Watson and the other Blackmoon Knights were expressionless—the dead man got back up, wiped the blood off his sword, and sheathed it. There was not a hint of injury on his neck. It seemed like what had just happened was just an illusion.

“What’s going on?” someone asked with widened eyes.

“As an angel, they have a special characteristic—they can’t die! No matter what methods you use, you will not be able to truly kill them. That is why I want you to work hard to kill them. Strength can only progress rapidly between life and death. That is not only for my subordinates but also for all of you.”

Watson looked at everyone there. When Globe had chosen him as its master, he had that thought in his mind. He brought the Blackmoon Knights from Mount Creation to serve as gatekeepers at the new tower. At the same time, he transported weapons and sold them in the City of Steel as well.

There were currently 100,000 Blackmoon Knights. Other than those recruited initially, the rest were transferred from the other four towns. Initially, those city defense armies only had bronze or silver-tier soldiers. Even though they had advanced to platinum-tier, their combat experience had not increased. It was an excellent opportunity to increase the Blackmoon Knights’ strength and promote Mount Creation’s name.

When more challengers entered the underground maze and the Blackmoon Knights had gained fame, Watson would be able to take the opportunity to sell the magical beasts and weapons that Mount Creation had accumulated for a long time. He would be able to make a huge profit.

Initially, he had gone to the City of Steel because he wanted to pass the level in a low-key manner. However, since his identity had been exposed, he could no longer hide it. He might as well be straightforward about it. He could use Mount Creation’s power to infiltrate the City of Steel, turning it into an outpost to collect information from the kingdom and protect the borders.

“Do you have any questions?” Watson asked the adventurers.

“No, no more,” everyone replied hesitantly.

“Very good. From now on, the maze will produce a series of changes, and I hope that you can keep the source of those changes a secret for the time being! Later, I need you to sign a contract to guarantee that you won’t tell anyone about what you saw today.”

Watson waved his hand, and Allen immediately walked forward with a stack of papers in his hands. He handed them to all the adventurers there. It seemed that he had already anticipated that scene when he was at Mount Creation.

All the adventurers were a little hesitant when they read the contract. Only Christina did not hesitate to sign her name on the contract.

“I’m willing to help you keep your secret. We are the first people to know about the changes in the underground maze. In other words, we already knew the information before the other adventurers, which gives us an advantage! As adventurers, we should all know the importance of information. Why would anyone be stupid enough to tell others about the information they have?”

It seemed to be intentional, though Christina had said it in a self-deprecating manner. Her words served as a reminder to all the adventurers there.

Watson had modified the buried city and then told them the secret to defeating the gatekeepers. Those were valuable information. If they did not sign the confidentiality agreement, would they still leak it? Would they watch others beat them to the labyrinth?

The adventurers no longer hesitated; they quickly signed their names on the contract.

“Since everyone has signed the contract, please go home. The labyrinth will officially open tomorrow. I still need a day to optimize the structure! Oh, right, there’s one more thing. The current labyrinth has been pulled from the underground. For the convenience of the trial, I don’t plan to put it back into the ground, so calling it the dungeon is a little inappropriate. Can everyone think of a new name for that place?”

“We can’t think of a new name for the time being. Since you changed the structure, then why don’t you come up with a name for it, Young Master Watson?”

“In that case, I won’t stand on ceremony.”

Watson cleared his throat and revealed a satisfied expression. In fact, he had already thought of a name in advance, but before he could speak, Christina suddenly said, “What about the Tower of Babylon? Babylon means sky. In other words, that ruin is the Tower of Babylon. If you want to stand at the peak, you must first clear all the obstacles. That’s roughly what it means.”

“Tower of Babylon? That name is not bad at all.”

“It is as expected of Lady Swordmistress.”

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Phew.

Everyone who knew Watson’s naming tactics, including Globe, was relieved. Watson, on the other hand, looked upset. “What is the Tower of Babel? Even if that name is not as good as I had hoped, it is still serviceable. Let’s give it a rudimentary name.”

Watson did not know that the Tower of Babylon would become a landmark in the City of Steel in the future, shocking the entire country for the next tens of thousands of years.

Watson decided to renovate the tower, so Christina and other adventurers said goodbye to him and left. When those adventurers left, their eyes were burning with flames. After they made up their minds, they went home to prepare themselves. They would enter the tower the moment it opened the next day. They would become the first batch of pioneers. They would improve themselves and earn rich rewards in the battle against the angels.

Only Watson, the Blackmoon Knights, Annie, and their company remained in the Tower of Babel.

“The plan to modify the Tower of Babel is very simple. First, I need to change the original 100 floors of the dungeon to the first floor.”

The Tower of Babel was different from the dungeon. The higher one went, the harder it would be.

“At the same time, I need to change it to a channel that can go straight up.”

Watson strolled into the Tower of Babel, occasionally raising his palm to fuse the moving stairs in front of him, turning them into spiral channels.

While he was doing that, the Blackmoon Knights transported the goods from the vortex channels to help the process go quicker.

Nightingale and Annie did not participate in that. The four of them sat in the corner of the old maze’ 100th floor, which was made into the first floor in the Tower of Babel. They watched as the spiral-shaped stairs extended from their heads to the depths of the sky. No one knew how high it went.

“Miss Nightingale, during our trial, the people from Mount Creation had saved us. You told them a lot about Young Master Watson while he was in the City of Steel. Now, can you tell us about Mount Creation?” Annie asked curiously.

Even the heartless Arthur looked interested to know the answer. He was curious about how Watson had built the poorest border in the kingdom into such a powerful place, and he even had a group of angel subordinates.

“Do you want to hear it?”

Nightingale glanced at the three people in front of her and saw their heads were shaking like rattle drums. She cleared her throat, and a nostalgic look flashed in her eyes. “The story begins when I first met Watson. At that time, Watson was not so powerful. He was from a baron’s family, and they occupied a small land. The castle was about the same as a manor. At that time, he…”

Nightingale spoke with confidence. Her voice was gentle as she described the battle between Watson and the Mage Guild, the elimination of magical beasts and bandits, Antonio’s recognition, and the unification of the entire border. She also omitted the fusion magic that Watson had mastered and the creation of the seventh magical element in the world.

“It turns out that Young Master Watson is just like us. He used to be an ordinary person, but he has achieved what he has today with his own hard work. It’s amazing!”

Although Nightingale’s story was plain, the three of them could still hear the magnificence in it, especially Annie, whose eyes had brightened. Watson’s rise was not like those wealthy children born with a gold spoon in their bought. Those people would have countless resources, so they could do anything. They were impressed by Watson’s achievement because he did that by himself.

“No matter how hard an ordinary person works, it’s impossible to be on the level as the Mount Creation or an angel, right? I think Young Master Watson must be a genius who’s very different from ordinary people!” Arthur complained.

“Arthur, don’t look at Young Master Watson with your despicable thoughts. He must have worked 100 times harder than you to get that kind of achievement,” Annie retorted. Then, she turned to Nightingale and said, “Miss Nightingale, you seem to know a lot about Young Master Watson. Do you like him?”

Annie held her breath and clenched her fists, looking a little nervous. She had long thought that Nightingale and Watson had a special relationship, and she felt nervous when Nightingale told them stories about Watson.

Nightingale was stunned for a moment, and her eyes drifted toward the busy Watson.

A beautiful smile bloomed on her face. “Yes, I love Young Master Watson very much.”