Chapter 216

From this point on, Allen possessed all the conditions necessary to observe the transformation of his talent.

But looking at the terrifying basilisk and the dark, damp underground tunnel, he suddenly felt a bit hesitant.

Even though he had simulated this countless times in his mind, when the moment truly arrived, he still hesitated.

Even after confirming the basilisk's loyalty to him three times, falling asleep completely unguarded before such a ferocious giant magical beast was truly a very stressful thing, even if he only slept for a short while.

Was taking such a risk really worth it? Allen continued to hesitate in his heart.

He recalled his conjecture about talent transformation again, running through all the logical deductions in his mind once more.

His gaze gradually became firm...

It was worth it!

Allen knew his own situation best; his research into his own power had hit a bottleneck. Recently, he had been patching up what he had previously researched, but there had been no revolutionary breakthrough.

His core power right now was the power system built upon his research into talent transformation, which was also his greatest reliance, so he was extremely eager to achieve a breakthrough in this area, and high-level observation of talent transformation was the best method he could think of.

If he could observe the ancient runic parameters generated during talent transformation, it would produce a revolutionary boost to his existing power system.

Moreover, the basilisk was now extremely loyal, and the possibility of backlash was extremely slim, so taking such a risk was worth it.

It seemed that the comfortable life recently had eroded his mindset, and now he was actually showing some fear. Allen thought with some self-mockery.

He quickly adjusted his mindset and prepared himself psychologically.

He decided to conduct the first observation today.

Because his ability to specify a transformation once a week had not yet entered cooldown, and since it was now night, he could perfectly use up tomorrow's random transformation.

He took out the phoenix feather he had prepared long ago. For the first time performing talent transformation in front of the basilisk, he decided, just to be safe, to specify the transformation into phoenix eyes, so that upon waking, he would not accidentally make eye contact with the basilisk and die inexplicably.

Then he took out the diary he carried with him, and before Yodel could react, he threw the diary directly into the Poké Ball; the stasis runes on the Poké Ball would suppress both the diary and Yodel.

Although he trusted Yodel greatly now, human nature could not withstand such tests.

He did not want, nor was he willing, to expose his most vulnerable self to Yodel, giving him a chance to betray him.

He brought the Poké Ball to his lips and said softly, "I am doing this for your own good; this is for the good of everyone." Although he knew Yodel certainly could not hear anything.

Then he gently placed the Poké Ball on the ground.

Allen gently stroked the basilisk's head. The basilisk kept its eyes tightly shut, obediently accepting his touch. The recent hearty meal had left it very satisfied; the fresh and juicy corpse of the eight-eyed giant spider, swallowing the furry long legs that scraped its throat, made it feel very comfortable. It had not eaten so many eight-eyed giant spiders in a long time.

Allen gave it a straightforward command: to open its eyes in one minute, to make a sound when opening them, and then to stare at him without blinking until receiving the command to stop.

Having done all this, he quickly lay on the ground, closed his eyes tightly, held the phoenix feather in his left hand, and held the wand in his right hand, his hands crossed over his chest. He could hear his heart beating powerfully; he could smell the dampness in the tunnel; he tried his best to relax himself...

Soon he heard the basilisk's call; he knew the basilisk had opened its eyes by then and was staring intently at him.

He had heard people say before that a gaze carried pressure, which was why people could perceive when others were looking at them, and now he truly felt the correctness of that statement.

He felt a slight pressure suddenly appear on his body, particularly noticeable on his exposed skin. He could feel the basilisk's gaze constantly sweeping over him, and he felt the pressure in his heart suddenly increase again...

He tried his best to withdraw his attention from the basilisk, trying not to notice the basilisk's movements. He needed to complete the plan as quickly as possible, reducing the time he was exposed to the basilisk's gaze in his most unguarded state.

Although he was under great pressure now, he still successfully concentrated his attention.

He placed the tip of his wand against his temple, then used a memory spell on himself to make himself fall asleep; under these circumstances, falling asleep naturally was impossible, so he could only rely on the power of magic.

Before falling asleep, he filled his mind with the thought of transforming a pair of phoenix eyes.

Everything proceeded smoothly; he quickly fell asleep...

The camera pulled back. In the deep, damp underground tunnel, a small figure lay before a terrifying, giant basilisk. This figure was so fragile; he had no defense against the basilisk at all. This scene formed a stark contrast...

No one knew how much time had passed before Allen slowly opened his eyes. His eyes had turned pure gold, and his gaze held some confusion...

The first thing he saw upon opening his eyes were two yellow eyes the size of lanterns.

The basilisk was still faithfully fulfilling its duty; it was staring intently at Allen.

Allen stood up from the ground. He and the basilisk locked eyes; the basilisk revealed a look of obedience and submission.

Allen extended his left hand. The basilisk obediently lowered its head and gently rubbed its nose against Allen's left hand, just like a kitten or a puppy, if one ignored its fierce appearance and size.

Allen knew he had succeeded. He had successfully completed a talent transformation under the basilisk's gaze. He just did not know what his condition looked like during the talent transformation from the basilisk's perspective.

He skillfully placed his wand on the basilisk's head, commanded the basilisk to constantly recall what had just happened, then he easily found that specific memory segment from the basilisk's memory, and used his wand to extract that memory segment, throwing it into the diary he had just taken out of the Poké Ball.

Then he eagerly entered the Mind House.

As soon as he entered the Mind House, he found Yodel looking at him coldly. It seemed that throwing the diary into the Poké Ball without saying goodbye had made him very angry.

However, Allen could not worry about that anymore. He found the basilisk's memory he had just thrown in and directly opened that memory segment.

He saw himself lying on the ground of the underground tunnel. When he fell asleep, he was surrounded by a curtain of light...

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