My Fusion System: Fusing a Thousand Chickens at the Start Chapter 356
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Chapter 356: Watson’s New Trial
When Owen mentioned the destruction of the floating city, his eyes were filled with the flames of revenge.
His words shocked all the sea folks, and they began to discuss it worriedly.
“Can we really destroy the floating city?”
“Even if we can do it, the floating city is an important part of the Holy Dragon Kingdom. What if the kingdom is angry and sends a large number of troops to destroy us?”
Owen waved his hand. “Destroy the floating city. I didn’t say kill everyone in the floating city. I mean to kill their leader and then turn the remaining humans into slaves and bring them back here! We can let those human slaves make the necessary things for us, such as porcelain, tea, and silk. We can kill those who won’t obey us, just like what they did to us in the past. With those human slaves, we can move Atlantis to the deeper parts of the sea and obtain the necessary resources. Then, we won’t need to be afraid of the kingdom.”
His words were full of charisma, and it was not a terrible plane. Many of them were moved.
Owen turned to look at Watson, “Watson, I did not treat you very well before because you are a human. But you saved me, and I apologize for my past rudeness! Even though you’re a human, you’re a respectable one. I hope you can help us with the attack on the floating city. You’ve seen all the evil that those despicable humans have done to us. As long as you help us, you’ll be a member of the sea tribe from now onward. I’ll convince Her Majesty to let you marry Alice.”
According to the rules of the sea tribe, humans were not allowed to enter the sea tribe’s cities, and they were also not allowed to live with them. However, if Watson married Alice, then it would be different. She was the future Sea Emperor, and if he married her, Watson would be equivalent to the tribe’s royalty, one of their emperors. He could also change his race from a human to a member of the sea tribe.
“Uncle Owen, don’t talk nonsense. I don’t have that kind of relationship with Brother Watson.”
Alice was frightened by Owen’s words. She fiddled with the corners of her clothes, and her face was red.
“Alice, as someone who has watched you grow up, how can I not understand your thoughts?” Owen shook his head. He looked at Watson with a sincere gaze. “What do you think, Watson? Are you willing to agree to my request? If you agree to it, you can also bring your family and friends to live in the twelve golden palaces that you’ve just created. From then on, we can live a carefree life under the sea.”
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Owen felt that the conditions he gave were excellent. He would let Watson be the tribe’s emperor, and he would let him bring outsiders into the sea tribe. Owen had broken so many of their rules, but he felt that Watson was worth it.
Judging from the fact that Watson had instantly created twelve huge palaces and was able to heal a condition that even Jana would find difficult to cure, Owen knew that the young man was a rare talent. If he could join the sea folks, their strength would increase by many folds. Alice and Watson’s children would also have great genes—they would be geniuses. The sea folks might replace the humans to be the largest race in the world.
Watson thought for a moment before he shook his head. “Thank you for your kindness, but I can’t accept that.”
Owen’s expression darkened. “You’re not satisfied with such generous conditions? Then what do you need from us? Unless you have a problem with living with the sea folks.”
Alice, who was at the side, also clenched her fists. She looked at Watson with some worry, as if she was afraid that Watson would reject her.
“That has nothing to do with race. It’s just that I have many relatives and friends. The twelve golden palaces might not be able to fit all of them. Furthermore, I came to the floating city just for a trial. After the trial ends, I will head to the royal city to attend school! I’m very grateful for your offer, but allow me to apologize for I can’t accept it.”
“Watson, are you kidding me? I can understand you saying that you want to go to the royal city to study. But having so many family and friends that the palaces can’t fit all of them? It’s bad to lie.”
“I’m not lying. If you don’t believe me, I can take you to see my home.”
“Forget it! We’re not in the mood. Watson, if you’re not willing to help us, then please leave! We don’t want to have an unstable factor by our side while we’re at war with the humans.”
Owen’s expression turned completely cold. Since Watson rejected his generous offer, it proved that Watson’s heart was with the humans. There was nothing more to say.
“Uncle Owen, I believe in Brother Watson’s character. He will not do anything to harm us. Please don’t chase him away.” Alice walked toward Owen to plead with him, but Owen was unmoved. There was nothing she could do, so Alice went to her mother. “Mother, please persuade Uncle to let Brother Watson stay.”
“I’m sorry, Alice. Your Uncle Owen did the right thing. If he doesn’t want to be part of the sea folks, we can’t let him stay here. We should not even let those slaves stay.”
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“Young Master Watson, it seems like I can’t discuss the treatment with you. If you choose to stay here, I can let you experience a special service.”
The tentacles under Jana’s body squirmed non-stop. One by one, surgical tools rose. Her face was filled with regret, causing Watson to smile bitterly.
“Thank you all for inviting me to Atlantis as a guest. After I leave, I will try my best to prevent the Ptolemy family and the people from the floating city from harming you.”
After bowing to the sea folks in front of him, Watson hesitated for a moment before turning around and leaving.
Alice threw herself into her mother’s arms. She cried, and the tears fell to the ground with a crisp sound. The tears that flowed out of the corners of her eyes froze before falling to the ground. They turned into milky-white, crystal-clear pearls.
Poseidon patted her daughter’s shoulder. She looked reluctant. “Alice, forget about him. Watson is still a human, after all. You won’t have a good ending with him!”
“Alice, there is no time for you to be sad. We have to think about how to destroy the floating city! Don’t worry. Watson doesn’t want to join the sea folks because he has a natural sense of superiority as a human. If we destroy the floating city and let him see how his companions fall into our hands, we will see how he can refuse the offer. At that time, I will personally tie him up and bring him to you.”
The corners of Owen’s mouth rose as he spoke, seemingly full of confidence.
….
It was already afternoon when Watson returned to the hotel. As soon as he entered the hotel, he saw a short-haired woman rush out and hug him.
“Young Master Watson, you’re finally back. I heard from Master Antonio that the sea folks had captured you. I was worried about what would happen if you did not come back.”
“Why would I do that? It’s so boring there. Plus, I can’t part with you, Nightingale, and my other companions.”
Watson patted the girl’s hair playfully, causing the girl to raise her head in dissatisfaction. “You look good, Young Master Watson. They must have treated you well. I heard that most of the sea folks are beautiful women. Did they serve you?”
“They wanted to, but I rejected them.”
Watson recalled the tentacles on Jana’s body and Alice’s reluctant look; he shook his head.
“Forget it. Let’s not talk about that. I’m going to see Master. I wonder where he is now?”
“Master Antonio is sunbathing on the roof.”
Watson teleported to the roof and found Antonio on a rocking chair with a sun hat on his face. His body swayed gently with the chair; he looked very relaxed.
“Master.”
Watson bowed respectfully toward Antonio.
“Watson! You’re finally back. What do you think about your trip to the sea tribes? ”
“The sea tribe has a unique ecological environment and living habits. Many of their places are different from the land, but there are many similar places. But, I only had one thought after leaving the sea tribe. Why can’t humans and the sea tribe coexist peacefully? Obviously, the sea tribe did not take the initiative to invade the land. Why would the floating city’s noblemen always capture the sea tribe as slaves? So that hatred can grow?”
“Benefits can drive people crazy. Furthermore, Watson, do you think that if the position of the humans and the sea tribe were reversed, they would not capture the human slaves? Not necessarily. There is a very philosophical saying in the kingdom that non-humans have different hearts. The strong would always have the right to set rules and take those rules for granted. The sea tribe is oppressed because they are not strong enough. If they are strong enough, then they will resist the humans. Perhaps they might be even more radical than the humans.”
“In fact, the sea tribe is already prepared to resist. Soon, the floating city will be filled with rivers of blood. Is there no way to stop the war between the two races?”
“There is, and it is very simple.”
Antonio took off the sun hat on his face and revealed a meaningful smile. “As long as you can convince the two races and make them strong enough. Watson, do you think you are strong enough?”
Watson pondered for a long time and then smiled. “Yes, master, I’m strong enough.”
“Since you think so, I’ll add one more item to the test—prevent the sea tribe from starting a war with the humans, and you need to find a new order for them! If you can’t do it, you’ll be severely punished.”
“Don’t worry, Master. I will not let you down! By the way, Master, the phrase, non-humans have different hearts, that you just said sounds very familiar to me. I wonder which philosopher in the kingdom had said that?”
Antonio pointed at himself with a smug expression. “Me, of course.”
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