Witcher: I Can Extract Everything - Chapter 345 - Treasury

As a wandering soul trapped in endless cycles of reincarnations, Claus must decide what to do in his current life.

Transversing the wizard world, bound to the Wizard's Life Simulator.

[Do you want to start the life simulation?]

[Simulation has ended, please choose your reward!]

[Retain Realm] or [Retain Technique]

A wizard simulator, blasting through the world from scratch!

Starting from the subcontinent, dominating the Wizard Realm and endless planes.

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[Wizard Style] [Simulator] [No Main Character Bullying] [Decisive and Ruthless]

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The unparalleled Demon King Ye Xuan, who was able to heal the death or the living alike and holder of the medicine Holy Scripture, was betrayed and killed by his fellow Demon Kings. But he reincarnated into the body of Ye Xuan, the prodigal son of the Ye family and vowed to himself that he would return to his peak and take back everything that belonged to him!

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...[Inside an underground basement]“You are going to die for nothing, hahahaha,” the old man's voice thundered through the room, sending chills down my spine.Step.With a swift and ruthless motion, he lunged forward, his sword slicing through the air and slashing my throat, crimson droplets staining the darkness.“We'll see,” I whispered defiantly, my final words escaping as a mere breath against the impending darkness.Slowly, inexorably, my consciousness slipped away, and I descended into a deep, unfathomable slumber.“Huh!?” My eyes fluttered open, and I found myself seated in a bustling tavern, the air thick with laughter and the clinking of glasses.In front of me stood a captivating lady, her beauty juxtaposed with an angry furrow upon her brow, threatening to shatter the harmony of the jovial scene.“Don't follow me around!” Her words pierced the air like shards of ice, the intensity of her emotions palpable as she cast a resentful glare in my direction, before swiftly departing from the tavern....Am I trapped within the confines of a game? The fragments of my shattered common sense scattered before me, leaving me to question the very fabric of my reality.