Witcher: I Can Extract Everything

Sensing the soul energy surging into his body, Heath closed his eyes and entered his sea of consciousness.

At this moment, the Half-Life Soul in his sea of consciousness had grown to the size of a fist. Densely packed light spots gathered in it, making it particularly dazzling in the pitch-black sea of consciousness.

If Daniel saw such a large-scale Half-Life Soul, he would definitely be shocked.

One had to know that Daniel had spent more than half a year to cultivate a Half-Life Soul to such a scale. He had even used up a Weeping Soul Flower that was worth tens of thousands of Magic Stones.

It had been less than a month since Heath had left the Tower with the spell. The best material he had eaten was only a Ghost Mushroom that was worth hundreds of Magic Stones.

Opening his eyes, Heath grinned and said sincerely, "Thank you for the gift from nature."

The reason why his Half-Life Soul body could improve so quickly was naturally because of the 'loot'.

Over the past ten days, Heath had encountered two more rounds of corpses left behind by the Apprentices after the fight. One was five corpses, and the other was three corpses, which brought him hundreds of soul energy.

One of them was probably a high-level Apprentice, and he had provided 86 soul energy in one go, which was much longer than the other Apprentices combined.

The only problem was that some of them were broken so badly that he couldn't extract anything. Otherwise, Heath would have been able to grow even more.

"Be content. It's already good enough to have some."

Shaking his head, Heath put away the regret in his heart.

Then, after finishing the extraction, he lowered his head to observe the female Apprentice on the ground. The corpse was still warm and should have died not too long ago. The fatal injury was on the head. The icicle had pierced through the skull and damaged the brain.

Most of the corpse was still well preserved. This was also the main reason why Heath was able to obtain 28 points of soul energy.

"Eh? The Magic Stone pocket wasn't taken away? The Wizard tool is also here?"

As he was observing, he suddenly discovered that the female Apprentice's Magic Stone pocket and Wizard tool were still in good condition and had not been taken away.

Although he had picked up the corpses a few times over the past few days, every time, the corpses were plundered clean. They even wished that their clothes were stripped away. This was the first time he had picked up a Magic Stone pocket like this.

Heath picked up the Magic Stone pocket and reached into it with his spiritual tentacle, trying to erase the other party's spiritual imprint.

After advancing to an advanced Apprentice, his spiritual power had already increased significantly. This female Apprentice was only a low-level Apprentice. The spiritual imprint left behind was very limited, so he easily erased it.

The spiritual tentacle reached into it. Heath scanned around. There were not many things. There were only a few hundred Magic Stones and some random materials, but it was still an unexpected harvest.

"I wonder which organization she is from?"

Heath looked at the female Apprentice's cloak. Unfortunately, it had been burned down and could not be recognized, so he could only give up.

Following that, he stood up and casually grabbed upwards. A ball of flame was caught in his hand, and then he sent it towards the female Apprentice's body. With a series of sizzling sounds, the flame engulfed the female Apprentice's entire body.

The other party gave both attributes and Magic Stones, so it was not too much of a stretch to just casually collect a corpse for others, right? Not to mention the large number, this one or two corpses did not cost much magic power, right?

Under the flickering light of the flame, Heath walked into the Forest of Souls in front of him to search for soul materials.

The additional benefits brought by looting the corpse were just luck that Heath saw as god's gift. Putting aside this part of luck, he would train and work as hard as he could.

The Forest of Souls itself was mainly made up of soul materials. After searching for a while.

Suddenly, a cry that sounded like that of a baby came from ahead.

"Wa wa… Wa wa…"

Heath followed the sound and walked over. He saw that the sound came from an empty space in front of him.

There, there was a lone tree. On the tree, there were many fruits that looked like jellied fruits. If one were to observe carefully, one would discover that each jellied fruit had facial features that looked like a human.

Heath's eyes lit up:

This was a Shrieking Fruit, also known as a Doll Fruit.

This kind of plant that looked like Japanese melon but had the same facial features as a human was a common spiritual material in the Wizard World.

They usually grew in the forest around human towns. They would emit cries that sounded like children's cries, luring hunters into the forest or travelers passing by.

When the deceived humans came under the trees, they would let out ear-piercing screams.

Their screams had an extremely strong soul attack power. They could instantly shatter a human's soul, turn into a body, and fall down, rotting into nutrients for the Shrieking Fruits.

Heath walked forward. When he was about five meters away from the fruits, the fruits suddenly opened their mouths and let out ear-piercing screams at him.

"Ah!"

At this moment, the value of a Half-Life Soul was displayed.

The scream of the fruit was not to be underestimated. Usually, Apprentices needed to wear special equipment when they were collecting the fruit. Even so, there were still cases of Apprentices fainting from collecting the fruit.

However, facing the piercing scream, Heath only felt that it was a little noisy.

The most terrifying part of the scream, the soul attack, had already been blocked by the Half-Life Soul form. The remaining screams naturally did not have much power.

Picking a scream fruit, Heath took it in his hand: 'Extract.'

[Beep, extraction successful. Soul Energy +2]

Only a little bit increased?

It had to be said that after experiencing the dozens of points of soul energy increase from the bodies of the Apprentices, this little bit of bonus from the Shrieking Fruit was really not pleasant.

Heath then picked a few more to extract. After extracting twice in a row, the Shrieking Fruit could no longer extract soul energy.

"It seems that this rule of species restriction still has a restriction on soul energy."

"But speaking of which, the only thing that doesn't have a restriction is the corpses of humans and Wizards. No matter how many times you extract it, you can always extract the attributes."

"Is it because everyone is different individually? Or is it because there are restrictions on humans, but the amount extracted is not enough?"

While he was making wild guesses, Heath picked the Shrieking Fruit one by one and put it into his dimensional pocket.

The Shrieking Fruit was a common spirit-type material. Normally, one would cost more than ten Magic Stones. In the future, it would probably be even more expensive… After all, the price of goods would skyrocket every time there was a war.

Now that he had the chance to take it for free, of course, he would take as much as he could.

Very soon, a Shrieking Fruit tree was completely uprooted by him. The two sacks were filled to the brim with Shrieking Fruits.

Tying the rope, Heath casually threw the sacks into the spatial pocket and continued walking into the forest.

Along the way, all the materials he saw were all put into his pocket. Shrieking Fruit, Weeping Flower, Soul Spark, Blue-Tailed Grass…

The Forest of Souls was one of the important cultivation areas of Shadow Tower. The resources inside were even more abundant than those of small Wizard organizations.

In order to prevent outsiders from stealing, Shadow Tower even placed several advanced Apprentices here to guard it all year round.

However, with the defeat of Shadow Tower, the forest keeper was called back early. He could naturally do whatever he wanted in the empty Forest of Souls.

In fact, if it was a normal change of power, the Wizard organization that took over the Forest of Souls would quickly send Apprentices to garrison here. However, based on the current chaotic situation, no one would be able to take care of this place for a while.

Even if the Wizard organization that took over this place in the future discovered that the Forest of Souls had been stolen from, it did not matter. As long as he did not take the initiative to go over and give it to them for free, there was basically no possibility of being caught.

In the entire Underdark Treesea, the Wizard organization that had the ability to capture fugitives in the entire area could only be the Shadow Tower from before…

Following that, Heath stayed in the Forest of Souls to gather materials.

Just as he arrived near a small forest, there was suddenly a sound of conflict from the forest.

"Scorching Valley! Mithril Fortress! Don't go too far! We agreed that the Forest of Souls should belong to our Dusk Mill, and because of that, our Wizard Master almost lost his life. Are you going to break the contract?"

"Agreement? Our Scorching Valley didn't have an agreement with you Dusk Mills."

"Dusk Mill, this is the entire Forest of Souls. If your organization wants to take it all, can you eat so much? Aren't you afraid of bursting your stomach?"

"Cut the crap. The past is the past, and now is the present. Agreements and rules are bullshit. The Wizard World only cares about strength!"