Witcher: I Can Extract Everything

As Heath pressed his hands on the floor, a large hexagram unfolded on the ground. At the same time, Heath began to chant a long incantation.

As the incantation was chanted, the entire room seemed to come alive.

The decaying wooden planks flew up and were covered by clusters of green light. The rotten parts on the wooden planks began to recover at a visible speed under the licking of the light. The broken elements were also rebuilt. Soon, they turned into pieces of brand new wood, as if they had just been cut from a tree.

Heath stood up slowly.

As he moved, there was only the sound of clattering, and all the soil on the ground flew up. At the same time that the soil flew up, a ball of flame surrounded and licked the soil and burned it, until it burned into a ball in the air.

After the ball of soil had completely melted into lava, Heath extended his right hand straight into the lava and then clenched it.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

A crisp sound rang out, and new rivets fell from Heath's palm one after another.

He snapped his fingers again.

These rivets and wooden planks immediately flew around like naughty children. They replaced the measurement, repaired the doors and windows, and renovated the roof and floor. In an instant... The originally rotten and dilapidated small wooden house had already become completely new.

Nina, who was standing at the side, could not help but gape.

Heath's simple action just now had used a variety of spells, such as plants, alchemy, activation, dissociation, and so on. It involved a wide range of knowledge, and the complicated structure of the mixed runes was not something that could be described in just a few words.

One had to know that a Wizard's energy was limited. Therefore, most Wizards would only focus on the few spells that had the highest affinity with the elements, especially for a beginner Wizard who had just entered the Wizard level, it was already good enough to have a complete understanding of a certain element. How could they have the mood to dabble in other spells?

She could not help but ask, "Just how many spells have you mastered?"

She had thought that it was already ridiculous enough for a beginner Wizard to master a rule-type spell. She did not expect that the other party had such a profound magic foundation.

Heath smiled. "Countless."

After renovating the small wooden house, Heath used magic to make some simple furniture, including beds, tables, chairs, benches, cabinets, and so on.

In the field of magic, there were actually two ways to make furniture. One was to ensure that the material core was not only inconvenient to forcibly change its appearance, which meant that it was a shapeshifting spell or a transforming spell.

The characteristic of this kind of spell was that it did not change the internal structure of the material, but only changed its appearance. The advantage was that it was convenient. As long as one's level was sufficient, anything could be changed. For example, turning a goat into a horse, a fire dragon, or a pumpkin into a carriage or even a castle.

However, the disadvantage of this kind of spell was that it could not last long. No matter what kind of transformation spell it was, it had a time-limited effect. Moreover, the more changes there were, the more time-limited the transformation spell would be.

If one wanted to preserve the transformation spell for a long time, it would require a lot of effort, expensive materials, and so on.

It was said that a Witch used expensive materials to refine a special potion to turn a prince into a frog in revenge.

Another way to make furniture was to use activation, alchemy, elemental dissociation, and other magic like what Heath had done just now. It was equivalent to creating it directly, but only by borrowing magic to save energy.

The advantage of this method was of course that it was stable, but the disadvantage was that it was difficult.

Don't look at how easy Heath made it look. It was because he had mastered a large number of magic spells. If it were any other Wizard, just the process of extracting iron ore from the soil and shaping it into iron nails would be enough to make them collapse...

Anyone who could use it as freely as Heath had just now was an old monster who had lived for hundreds or thousands of years with terrifying knowledge. It was no wonder Nina was so shocked just now.

After dealing with the cabin, Heath cleaned up the yard outside.

First, he cleaned up the trash and put a layer of soft grass on the ground. In the future, he was going to bring an oak tree and hang a swing on it to make a treehouse.

Finally, he put a white fence around the outside and finished Heath's cabin.

Clack! Clack!

Standing in the yard, Heath clapped his hands lightly, satisfied with his results.

The room was not big, but it was very warm.

"Great! Great! I like this yard."

"Heath, let's plant a tree here. A big, big oak tree."

Nina seemed to be even more excited than Heath. She flew around the yard happily, sometimes commenting on the windows, and sometimes pointing at the furnishings.

"I love this place!"

With Nina's cheers, Heath's small yard was officially completed.

...

In the evening, Heath's small house.

Zi zi! The Meditation Candle was burning, and the dancing flames scattered colorful elemental light spots, filling the entire room.

In the middle of the room where the enchantment was set up, Heath was sitting cross-legged on a soft cushion, meditating.

The system's notification rang in his ears.

[Beep, elemental extraction successful. Spiritual power increased.]

[Beep, elemental extraction successful. Spiritual power increased.]

After half an hour of this, Heath opened his eyes and ended his meditation for the day.

"Yawn!"

He yawned a little wearily. Heath rubbed the space between his eyebrows. Meditation was a task that consumed a lot of spiritual power. After every meditation, the Wizards would feel very tired.

In order to meditate for a long time, many Wizards would specially prepare some potions and materials to recover their spiritual power.

After a short rest, Heath opened the system and took a look at his condition.

There was not much change, and his spiritual power was still around 190.

After leaving the Dark Forest, the growth of his related spiritual power slowed down significantly. In the past few months, the total increase of his spiritual power was less than 2 points.

This could not be helped. After all, the greatest increase in his spiritual power came from the system's extraction. However, he had not been able to extract any new substances recently. He could only rely on meditation to improve his spiritual power.

Why not stay in the Dark Forest and train hard?

Heath had considered it, but he had rejected it. The main reason was that he had extracted all the new substances that could be extracted from the area around Magic Tree Airport, including the new materials that flooded into the market every day. If he continued to stay there, he would not be able to get much improvement.

As for going to other places in the Dark Forest... In the Dark Forest that was filled with high-level demonized beasts. He, a low-level Wizard, had better not run around.

Moreover, he could not delay the matter of Purple Coral any longer. Otherwise, when he had enough spiritual force, he would be unable to advance due to the lack of Sublimation Water. He did not know how long he would have to wait.

"There are many places I have not been to in the Golden Islands. When I look for the Purple Coral, I will go and retrieve it. I wonder if the Wizards of the Golden Islands will find trouble with me because of this..."

Thinking of this, Heath felt a headache coming on.

Wizard organizations were all xenophobic. Looking at the scene in the forest, he knew that he had just arrived here and he had already been targeted. In the future, it would not be easy for him to participate in this generation...

"Should I go find Kirst?"

Heath remembered that the Gray Wizard who had been saved by him was a Wizard from the Golden Islands, and he was also from the ruler of this place, Sea Crown. In addition, the Wayne family he belonged to was also a Wizard family from the Golden Islands. Perhaps it could help him?

But after thinking about it, Heath denied it again.

The problem of xenophobia was not something that could be easily dealt with by anyone. Although the Wayne family was powerful, there were many people in it. Kirst might not be a direct descendant... Some of the nameless nobodies from the side family actually had the same status as muggles.

"Let's just follow the rules. If it really doesn't work, we'll talk about it later..."

Heath decided in his heart.

Knock, knock, knock! At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Heath initially thought that the merchant who bought the house had sent the documents over, but thinking about it, it didn't seem right. After all, didn't he say that it would take two or three days to complete the procedures?

Who could it be?