My Fusion System: Fusing a Thousand Chickens at the Start

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“It’s not strange for the border count’s son to have such a talent.”

While Clyde was guessing, the other two adventurers shouted from the side.

“Hey, how long do you want to talk?”

“This area is still unsafe. I believe we should go now.”

“Indeed, it’s more important to go out first. Young Master Watson, do you have any way to take us up?”

Watson took no action in response to his words. He fixed his gaze on Nightingale, who was cleaning the ground. “Nightingale, that’s good enough. Please take us up.”

“Yes, Young Master Watson,” Nightingale responded respectfully.

She clapped her palm gently above her head at the passage. The tunnel collapsed with a loud boom as a result of the strong vibration. A massive hole punctured the ground, connecting it to the sky. Sunlight streamed through the hole, illuminating everyone’s wide-open jaws.

An adventurer’s voice could be barely heard from above. “Who are you? Why are you so unruly? Why are you stealing the monsters from the lower levels? If you are so powerful, don’t bully the monsters on levels lower than ten. Continue to the 30th or 40th level.” Everyone there exchanged glances when they heard that. They fixed their gazes on Nightingale and stayed silent for an extended period.

They were at least 100 meters away from the ground, but Nightingale had penetrated the ground with a single palm strike. What level of strength was that? Watson’s stomp on a gold-tier monster had been enough to shock them. However, at that moment, Nightingale’s action was even more terrifying.

When Clyde watched that scene from the side, he swallowed his saliva. His guess about Watson as the border count’s son was purely speculative. At that moment, he was positive that Watson was the border count’s son. Otherwise, which noble on the border would have such a formidable bodyguard?

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Clyde and the others sat on the ground 20 minutes after exiting the underground maze, greedily enjoying the sunlight. There was a lingering fear as they reflected on their recent underground adventure.

The two adventurers from the Holy Sword Adventurer team, who had nearly averted death, continued to nod and express their gratitude to Watson, stating that they would inform their leader about the incident. Then, they limped away in unison.

“Everyone, the matter has been resolved. It is now time for us to leave! Kindly do not tell anyone about what had occurred in the underground city. After all, I am merely a student en route to the royal city. I am trying to avoid causing too much trouble.”

Watson gave Clyde and the others a wink. Just as he was about to lead Nightingale back to the carriage parked outside the basin, Clyde abruptly jumped up and walked in front of Watson, frantically extending his hands. “Wait, Young Master Watson! You saved our lives. We haven’t thanked you properly for such a big favor. If you leave, we’ll feel guilty.”

“That’s right, Young Master Watson. We received your money and assured you that we would escort you to the City of Steel. We haven’t done it yet. As adventurers, our credibility is paramount.” Annie rose to her feet, approached Watson, and hugged his arm. It was as though she were clutching a priceless treasure.

“Young Master Watson is only passing by the City of Steel. He won’t stay here for long.” Nightingale coughed and discreetly separated Annie and Watson.

“Then you’d require our assistance even more. We are very familiar with the city. We know where the best food is, where the most comfortable hotels and cheapest are.”