Witcher: I Can Extract Everything

In a dark and gloomy cave in the Bloody Battlefield.

Da da da da... Crisp footsteps echoed in the cave. A black-robed man slowly walked into the depths of the cave with a diamond-shaped lantern in his hand.

It was a man with a strange appearance. His facial features were invisible, as if he was wearing a mask. His eyes and nose were just a few small holes, while his mouth was a curved thin line.

The faceless man kept moving forward. After passing through a long tunnel, he came to a spacious space.

This was a spacious grotto. The grotto was filled with all kinds of gold, silver, and jewelry. There were mountains of gold coins, colorful gemstones necklaces, royal crowns, staffs, and so on.

In the center of the grotto, there was a golden mountain with the skeleton of a giant beast lying on it. It had a wide and large wing bone, a ferocious head with horns, and a body that was hundreds of meters long. Even though only bones were left... It still gave off an extremely powerful feeling.

It was the strongest race among the Nine Great Races, the Dragon race.

The former king was now only left with a skeleton. At this moment, there were a few figures in black robes gathered under the skeleton, as if they were discussing something.

Seeing the faceless man come over, an enchanting woman with purple hair under the skeleton turned her head and asked, "How is it, Mules? Has your precious disciple handled the matter properly?"

A crack appeared in the faceless man's mouth. "Aina failed."

After a pause, he quickly explained, "The other party sent out a good escort team. I saw their battle from the crystal ball. If it wasn't for..."

The purple-haired woman sneered. "Hahahaha!"

"Don't give your own incompetence an excuse. Your failure has long been within our expectations. No one here will blame you."

The faceless man was furious. "You..."

"Alright, Latichona, Mules, each of you speak less!" At this moment, a voice interrupted their conversation.

The one who spoke was a youth. He looked to be around 16 or 17 years old. He was very handsome, but his skin was excessively pale as if he was seriously ill. There was not a trace of blood on his face. Coupled with his pair of blood-red eyes, he looked even more demonic.

Everyone here seemed to be dominated by this young man. The moment he opened his mouth, the two of them stopped arguing.

The young man said, "Don't waste time. Whoever wants to solve this problem must get ahold of the bloodline of Anavis before the 13th Tidal Day!"

Anavis, the legendary first Elf in the world, was also known as the ancestor of the Elf race.

After a pause, the man looked at a fatty in the corner and said, "Alf, go and bring that Elf back, understand?"

This fatty had an unusually big mouth, and at this time, he was stuffing the gold, silver, and jewelry on the ground into his mouth.

His bite force was extremely astonishing. No matter what kind of gold, silver, or gemstones were placed in his mouth, only a few cracking sounds could be heard before they were all chewed into pieces and eaten.

He grinned and replied, "Ah? Do I have to bring her back? Can I eat her? Elves are the best!"

The youth said, "This one won't do, but you can do whatever you want with the rest."

The fatty said happily, "Haha, that's great."

The youth then said to the purple-haired enchanting woman, "Latichona, you go with Alf."

The purple-haired woman replied, "Yes, my Lord."

The young man then turned to the faceless man and said, "Mules, bring some men to the Fallen Lands to take a look. The corpse of the previous Elven Light should still be there. Let's make some preparations."

The faceless man replied, "Yes, my Lord."

After the young man finished explaining everything, he placed one hand on the Dragon's head and sat down to the side. There was a chair made of bones with the skin of some kind of beast wrapped around it.

He said, "Alright, let's get ready and set off. For the truth."

"For the truth!"

...

Two weeks later, in the Valley of the Dead, in the dark swamp.

This was a gloomy and dark swamp. Lush and thick trees blotted out the sky and the sun. Thick and luxuriant leaves covered the entire sky, causing the light in the forest to be very dim.

The ground was covered with a thick layer of fallen leaves, debris, and other materials. When one walked up, one would hear a sour sound, 'Creak! Creak!' From time to time, one would step into the swamp.

In the swamp, there were many swamp monsters, such as Carrion Beasts, Pollution Seeds, and Vine Monsters. If one was not careful, they would be dragged into the swamp and completely eaten.

Whoosh! Whoosh! The sound of wind breaking could be heard.

In the Dark Forest, a figure was moving quickly through the tree trunk. The dark red greatsword slung across his back was particularly eye-catching.

As he moved through the swamp, Heath's eyes quickly scanned his surroundings. At the same time, he activated his spirit net and tried to extract information from his surroundings. The system's notification kept ringing in his ears.

[Beep, no extraordinary substance found!]

[Beep, no extraordinary substance found!]

...

This was a new hidden function that he discovered after the system upgrade.

After the system upgraded the remote extraction, he only needed to maximize the remote extraction and then extract. If there was an extractable substance in the surroundings, he would get the notification directly from the system. The efficiency of screening and searching was much higher than before.

[Beep, extraordinary substance found. Extractable!]

"Hmm? Did you get anything?"

Hearing the notification, Heath immediately stopped and turned around, searching in the direction the system had sent him.

After passing through a few big trees, Heath quickly found his target in a swamp.

It was a strange-looking flower. It was only the size of a palm and looked like a human. Its entire body was pure white, and it looked like a small person wrapped in a white sheet that was hanging in the air.

This was the Ghost Flower. It was a soul-side magic material that grew in areas where the dark elements were abundant. It had extremely strong spiritual power, and its specialty was spiritual attacks.

Heath's eyes lit up. "Ghost Flower!"

The Ghost Flower was a medium-to high-level magic material, and its spiritual strength was no less than that of an intermediate-level Wizard. To Heath, who had the extraction system, it was a rare tonic.

He quickly walked over.

However, when he was within a certain range of the Ghost Flower, he suddenly heard a burst of crying.

"Sob, sob, sob!"

At the same time, the Ghost Flower in front of him suddenly disappeared without a trace. Instead, a little girl wearing a white dress appeared under the tree. At this time, she was hugging her head and crying softly under the tree. She was like a child who had lost his way in the forest.

This voice had an indescribable magic. When the voice reached Heath's ears, an inexplicable feeling of pity welled up in the depths of his heart, and a voice of comfort naturally sounded in his mind.

After all, Heath was already an official-rank Wizard and had already begun to undergo soul mutation. However, he was still affected by the emotions of this thing. From this, one could see how terrifying this substance was.

"Look, that girl is so pitiful. Quickly help her."

"Oh! What a pitiful child. What happened to her? Was she abandoned by her poor parents? Or was she lost in the forest by mistake?"

"Quick, let's go and take a look."

If he was an Apprentice or a Wizard with an average soul strength, he would have been hypnotized by the voice. Even Heath felt a wave of fatigue in his soul.

He quickly focused his mind and activated the Half-Life Soul in his body.

As the soul defense was activated, a surge of soul energy immediately spread out in his mind. It was as if a piece of ice was stuffed into his brain. The fatigue and confusion from before instantly disappeared.

"What a troublesome thing!"

Shaking his head, Heath looked at the little girl on the ground. At the same time, a thought flashed through his mind.

Immediately...

Bang!

Suddenly, a ball of fire ignited on the girl's body for no reason. In an instant, it engulfed the girl and sizzled loudly.

"Ah!!!"

The little girl let out a miserable cry. Her body twisted and deformed in the flames. Then, like a burnt black candle, she melted and disappeared bit by bit.

Soon, the little girl had disappeared without a trace, and the white flower that had disappeared earlier reappeared.

Compared to just now, the white flower was obviously badly damaged. Not only was the root broken in the middle, but the petals were still stained with some lingering flames.

Heath raised his hand and grabbed forward.

An extremely strong suction force spread out from his hand. The flower on the ground whizzed out like a sharp arrow and flew straight into his hand.

Although it was more convenient to extract it from a distance, the consumption of the extracted attributes was also relatively large. Therefore, under the circumstances where there were not many of them, Heath was still used to using contact extraction.

Holding the Ghost Flower, Heath silently chanted in his heart: 'Extract.'

[Beep, extraction successful. Spiritual Power +0.1]

[Beep, extraction successful. Soul Mutation Degree +268]

[Beep, extraction successful. Soul Energy +1]

Heath's face lit up.

As expected of a Wizard-grade material, the extraction effect was extraordinary.

0.1 spiritual force, if one trained diligently for a week, they would definitely not even get that, not to mention that there was still 268 mutation and 1 point of soul energy behind it. Who knew how many high-level materials would be needed to pour in all of this...

And what he had just done was just an instant.

However, at this moment, the surface of the Ghost Flower in Heath's hand suddenly emitted a grayish-black smoke-like substance and attempted to seep into Heath's skin.

"Tsk tsk. But this negative energy is also extraordinary. It can actually materialize."

Looking at the grayish-black material, Heath smacked his lips. This was a fusion of negative energy that had been eroded by Wraiths. Normally, Wraiths attached to the material were weak and could not be seen. To be able to materialize it was already a sign that it was strong to a certain extent.

After exclaiming in surprise, Heath casually threw this extremely high-level magic material as if it was a piece of trash. At the same time, he willed it.

Boom!

The Ghost Flower burned into a ball of flame and quickly disappeared into the air.

High-level materials that were contaminated by Wraiths could not be used. Even if it was brought back, it would not have much value. This was also the flaw in the beauty of it.

But then again, if these materials could be used like ordinary materials, then it would not be Heath's turn to come here and freely collect them. After all, these were priceless treasures when placed outside...

"Where should we go next... Let's take a look at the forest in the east..."

"Hmm? There's a sound?"

Heath was about to continue exploring the depths of the forest, but at this moment, he seemed to hear something.

He pricked up his ears to listen carefully for a while, and finally confirmed that he heard it correctly.

"Is it... a fight?"