Witcher: I Can Extract Everything

The idea of returning to the Forgotten Land was first put forward during the first profit-sharing meeting with Paul and the others.

The Cathedral of Caleru, the Temple of Prayer.

In the spacious temple of prayer, Pope Peter, the Holy Maiden of Light, Emily, and the four Cardinals were gathered here.

Around them were piles of Magic Stones, Gray Nuts, Rootless Grass, and other materials that grew in low-elemental areas. They were piled high into a few grain-like heights.

These were all just sent over by the nobles from all over the world.

After the mass, Heath had successfully won the support of a group of nobles. Tiffany, who had gone to Helan, had also successfully summoned an army. Heath himself had also recruited a certain number of Holy Knights in the city.

After having enough manpower, he quickly restored order. Once order was restored, production would follow.

During this period of time, under the coordination of the nobles, Gray Stone Mines were dug up and low-grade materials were planted. The current batch was the harvest of the past few months, and the total price was around 80,000.

Uncontrollable cheers rang out in the hall:

"Haha! We're rich! We're rich!"

"Oh my god, am I dreaming? There are so many Magic Stones! We won't be able to spend them all in this lifetime!"

"God bless, God bless!"

A few disciples of the Light Cult were overjoyed. As ordinary disciples, they could not earn hundreds of Magic Stones all year round. The resources in front of them were something that they did not even dare to think about in the past.

Everyone sincerely felt that it was worth it even if they were to run away with a bucket now...

Heath said, "These are only for this season. In addition, more than half of the land in the Kingdom of Navi has not been restored to order. If we manage it properly, the profits will at least double."

He had to think long-term and give more benefits in order to win over these few disciples of the Light Cult. At this stage, they were very helpful to Heath.

Paul's eyes were red. "Double! Isn't that 200,000 Magic Stones? Is that so, Heath?"

Only now did he truly experience the joy of being a Wizard Master.

Heath nodded. "More or less. A conservative estimate would be more than 300,000 Magic Stones."

The effect of the advanced ideology had exceeded Heath's expectations. According to Tiffany's report, the enthusiasm of the commoners under his rule had obviously increased.

This sounded a little unbelievable and idealistic, but it was actually not hard to understand.

Take mining as an example. In the past, mining was more or less the work of the nobles. Of course, everyone could avoid being lazy, but now that they could go to heaven after they died from mining, and those who were lazy would go to hell, everyone was naturally willing to work hard. Production capacity would naturally shoot up.

This was the advantage of an advanced ideology.

This might not be the most advanced ideology that could stimulate people's potential to the greatest extent, but it was the most easily popularized and most immediately effective ideology in the current era.

As for the research of production methods, the invention of production tools, expansion of production materials, and other materialistic means, although it should be the true way to increase production capacity, but were slow to take effect. It had a long cycle, and the time and energy spent were too much.

The simple truth of the aircraft carrier F22 and nuclear fusion, which was easier to know?

If the situation continued to develop, it would be enough to meet his future cultivation needs. The rest would have to wait until he ran out of Magic Stones.

"300,000 Magic Stones!"

"Hiss!"

A few disciples of the Light Cult took a deep breath.

Paul said, "As the leader of the Light Cult, I announce that from now on, the Church of Light and the Light Cult will be one! From now on, the Light Cult will be the Church of Light!"

If the reason they accepted Heath's words was because they had nowhere else to go. Now, they really treated it as their own business.

Peter chuckled. "That's good. From now on, you'll be my little brother."

Emily said with some pity, "Is there a plague recently? A lot of sick people come to the church to pray for blessings. Let's think of a way to help them."

This girl was a genuine Muggle from the human world. She had not been in the Wizard World for long, so her Wizard's thinking was not that deep.

"Calm down. Isn't it normal to catch a cold during the season?"

"Leave it to the nobles."

Heath said, "I agree with Emily's opinion."

Paul frowned. "What can we do? We can't cure them one by one, right? Wouldn't that be exhausting? Moreover, people get sick all the time. Do we need to train if we spend all our time on this?"

Heath took out a sheepskin scroll from his dimensional pocket. "This is a scroll of potion formula. On it is recorded a low-level potion called 'Healing Water'. It can relieve fatigue and cure some simple diseases such as cold and fever."

"The preparation procedure of this potion is not complicated, and the materials used are all warm. The requirements for the preparation are not high, so it can be prepared in large quantities."

"Aren't the probationary priests who have just been recruited still idle? Why don't we leave this to them to prepare while meditating? We can also give them a practice session. How about it?"

Heath did not have the energy to research and innovate, but he was still very willing to make use of the foundation of his predecessors to benefit the world.

However, everyone was a little hesitant.

Paul asked, "Then the ingredients..."

Heath pointed to the ones beside him. "Let's take it out from here."

Hearing that they had to spend Magic Stones, everyone was obviously unwilling.

"There are so many people. How many Magic Stones does each treatment cost..."

"I also think that there's no need for that. Anyway, they're born very quickly, so it doesn't matter if some die, especially the old ones. Even if they're cured, they won't be able to work anymore..."

"This... Forget it..."

In the eyes of Wizards, humans were just tools. Who would think so much about tools?

Heath did not comment. "Everyone, take a long-term view. These things have never been done by Wizards before. If we do it, we'll definitely be able to establish our reputation and justice. In the future, we'll be able to gather more people. There's no future for us to keep thinking about defending our land."

"Are you really satisfied with just 200,000 to 300,000 Magic Stones?"

The corners of everyone's mouths twitched. Just 200,000 to 300,000 Magic Stones... Wasn't this guy afraid of scaring them to death with such a big tone?

After thinking for a moment, Peter said, "I agree with Heath's opinion."

Although he, the leader of the Holy Church, was only pushed forward because of his appearance, the more he understood the mechanism of Heath's, the more he realized that he was very interested in it. Compared to being an unknown little Apprentice, it was like turning the world upside down.

"Alright, alright. The Pope of Light and the Holy Maiden of Light have spoken."

"Can those Apprentices do it? They can't even master meditation... We have to find someone to teach them."

"Celia can go. She has a good potions class."

After order was restored, the special Apprentice screening mechanism was established by Heath. Over the past few months, more than ten Apprentices with an elemental system had been identified.

Heath changed the title for them from Apprentices to Apprentice Priests, which was more suitable for his Holy Church's system.

With the decision made, the Holy Water of the Holy Church was born.

Peter continued, "In addition, I think we should strengthen our armed forces, battle spells, and guardian magic arrays."

"Right now, we have nothing. If anyone attacks us, we'll be finished!"

As soon as Peter finished speaking, the others immediately began to discuss enthusiastically.

"Yeah, we're too weak, too weak. It'll be very easy for others to steal from us!"

"Strengthen! We must strengthen!"

"Why don't I take the Magic Stones to the Old Forest tomorrow? There's a market of the Warren family there. I'll go buy a few of his alchemy puppets."

"That's not enough. We need to protect the magic circle! We need to protect the magic array, something that can resist Wizards!"

"Those Holy Knights, Heath, think of something. See if you can make them more powerful."

It was easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. Carrying a bucket and running away was just a casual remark. That was hundreds of thousands of Magic Stones. Who would be willing to let go of such a huge amount of income?

It was not an exaggeration to say that even if the Wizards were to come personally, they would not easily give way...

Heath shook his head. "The Holy Knights won't be able to improve in the short term."

The relevant exploration of the Grand Knights had reached a bottleneck. He had used all the information and knowledge he could. Without more discoveries, he could not give the Knights any extra strength.

After a pause, he continued, "I have some ideas on how to protect the magic array... What do you think of the Dark Cloud Beast?"

Everyone was shocked. "Dark Cloud Beast?!"

In the Underdark Treesea, the Dark Cloud Beast was definitely one of the best Wizard pets. This kind of demonized beast was obedient, easy to tame, and more importantly, it was powerful. An adult Dark Cloud Beast could have the strength of an intermediate or even advanced-level Wizard.

The defensive magic array built with the Dark Cloud Beast as the core was also one of the top defensive magic arrays in the Underdark Treesea.

Paul asked, "It's good, but do you have a way?"

Although the Dark Cloud Beast was top-grade, it was too rare. In the entire Underdark Treesea, only the Shadow Tower had one.

Everyone's eyes were locked on Heath, their eyes full of anticipation and excitement.

Putting aside the many advantages of the Dark Cloud Beast, this was the Dark Cloud Beast! It was the symbol of the former ruler of the Underdark Treesea!

Who wouldn't want to wear a crown that only an emperor could wear?

Heath thought for a moment and said, "If it's a way, it's not completely hopeless..."