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Touching the Monkey Talisman in his other hand, the thought seemed to ignite it. The monkey pattern on it suddenly lit up...
Hummm!
A beam of strange light shot out instantly, precisely hitting Vic who was still lounging in Enid's arms!
"Woof?"
In the next second, Enid felt her arms lighten. Vic, originally a full-grown person, disappeared.
In his place was a husky puppy—fluffy, blue-eyed, head tilted, with a confused "Who am I? Where am I?" expression!
Husky-Vic subconsciously let out a puzzled bark, his voice milky and cute.
"Vic?"
Enid held up the suddenly appearing husky puppy in surprise, examining him incredulously.
"Woof!"
Husky-Vic responded, seemingly confirming he was indeed Vic himself.
After a brief shock, Enid's eyes instantly filled with countless pink stars:
"Aww~ So cute! How can you be so cute!"
She couldn't help burying her face in Husky-Vic's soft, warm belly, taking a deep inhale. It smelled of sunshine and fluff, and her heart melted.
Wednesday calmly picked up the Monkey Talisman, a trace of understanding flashing in her eyes:
"I see. The ability to transform."
She glanced at the husky puppy kicking his short legs in Enid's hands, trying to lick her nose, and commented expressionlessly:
"However, this image... matches Vic's inner temperament quite well."
Vic, turned into a husky puppy, accepted his current form almost instantly with his unique manic adaptability.
Animal instincts seemed magnified; he became exceptionally clingy and affectionate.
"Woof woof woof~"
He barked happily, pouncing back into Enid's arms, enthusiastically licking her cheeks and neck with his small, pink, barbed tongue.
"Hahaha, it tickles! Don't, Vic!"
Enid giggled, hugging the fluffy little heater tighter.
Watching the playful human and dog, Wednesday's lips curved up.
She picked up the Monkey Talisman and aimed it at the happily playing husky.
A flash of light passed.
"Hmm?"
Vic, licking happily, suddenly felt something was wrong.
He paused for a second, but his movements didn't stop.
Enid felt the weight and texture in her arms change drastically. The fluffy puppy was gone, replaced by the familiar teenage body—
Vic was sitting in her lap in an extremely intimate posture, still maintaining the previous frequency, licking her cheek one lick at a time!
Vic's brain hadn't switched back from dog mode, but Enid reacted completely!
The huge contrast in vision and touch made her freeze instantly.
Looking at Vic, who was inches away, licking her focusedly like a large dog.
His warm breath sprayed on her skin. Enid's face exploded red with a whoosh, steam almost rising from her head, her brain nearly crashing from overload!
This... this was too stimulating! More heart-racing than a direct kiss!
"V-Vic! Stop! You've changed back!"
Enid's voice trembled as she hurriedly pushed Vic's close face away.
Vic stopped his actions belatedly, blinking. His eyes actually revealed a trace of unsatisfied regret:
"So fast? Being a dog felt pretty good, no constraints."
Saying this, he deliberately lowered his body, looked up at Enid with wet, innocent, and expectant eyes, and barked playfully again:
"Woof!"
This "Woof," coming from a handsome boy's mouth, combined with his pitiful expression begging for pets, multiplied the lethality geometrically!
"Oh, God..."
Enid felt heat rush to her nose. She jerked her head away, covering her nose with her hand, afraid she might actually get a nosebleed.
"Don't... don't look at me like that!"
Even the always calm Wednesday subconsciously looked away, her ears slightly red, muttering a complaint:
"Almost forgot... this guy was raised by Mavis as a succubus when he was little."
Look at that natural coquettishness and charm.
"Whoa."
Ancestor Goody, floating in mid-air, watched with relish, clicking her tongue in wonder.
"Young people nowadays really have a lot of tricks. Back in our day, we'd at most write love poems or dance at a ball..."
The air was filled with a lively and ambiguous atmosphere.
"One Rat Talisman left..."
Vic picked up the last talisman carved with a rat pattern, playing with it in his fingers for a long time.
But despite focusing his mind and shining it against the light, this grey stone showed no reaction.
Unlike the other talismans that lit up with just a bit of "emotion."
"What is this thing used for? No hint at all, negative review!"
"Each of these talismans represents a powerful magic. Where did you get them?"
Goody's spirit floated over gracefully, curiously examining the seemingly ordinary Rat Talisman in Vic's hand.
"Hey, speaking of this, I'm not sleepy anymore!"
Vic instantly perked up, tossing the Rat Talisman aside for the moment, and began recounting his "great achievements" with dancing eyebrows.
"At first, I found them by hacking into Section 13's encrypted files. They say these talismans contain powerful forces, originally belonging to an ancient demon named 'Shendu'."
"Too bad Section 13's defense was too tight. I had a brainstorm and went to their rival Dark Hand's headquarters."
"Ended up getting three easily! And one more was 'sponsored' by a friend on the street today—"
"A somewhat spooky but skilled archaeologist, think his name is Jackie Chan."
He remembered Jackie embedded in the wall and couldn't help snickering.
"Let me tell you, in that Dark Hand headquarters, they even worship a talking coiled dragon sculpture!"
Vic gestured.
"Looking at the weathering, it's at least a few thousand years old. That guy calls himself 'Shendu,' probably the demon mentioned in the files."
"That aesthetic, tsk tsk, Wednesday you'd definitely like it. Retro enough, gloomy enough! If I get the chance, I'll pry it off and bring it back for your bedside lamp!"
"Shendu? Shendu... Shendu?!"
Goody floated in mid-air, tapping her pale chin with a slender finger, frowning deep in thought, as if desperately searching through the library of dusty memories.
"Who? Never heard of him."
"Probably just some old 'small fry,' not worth mentioning."
Vic lost patience after failing to figure out the Rat Talisman's usage. He casually tossed it aside like trash.
"What a piece of junk, zero user experience."
The Rat Talisman drew an arc in the air and landed squarely on the Super Moose plushie wearing a blue superhero suit that Enid had placed on the bedside table.
The moment the talisman touched the plushie's fabric body—
Hummm!
The carving on the Rat Talisman suddenly lit up with a gentle white light. An indescribable life energy spread like ripples, instantly enveloping the entire plushie!
Then, under the incredulous gazes of Vic, Wednesday, and Enid—
The originally lifeless Super Moose plushie's limbs suddenly twitched!
Then, it actually stood up by itself, even pretending to brush off non-existent dust, and shouted in a voice full of justice and a slight cartoonish tone:
"Dudududu—! Moose Action!"
Its plastic eyes lit up. It locked onto Vic abruptly, pointing a small plush finger at him:
"Evil villain! Daring to snatch me from Princess Jade! Accept Super Moose's sanction!"
Before the words landed, this life-imbued plushie flew up violently, like a blue furry cannonball, charging aggressively toward Vic's face!
"Holy crap!"
Although Vic was startled, his reaction speed was amazing. He subconsciously reached out and grabbed Super Moose by its two antlers with extreme precision!
"Let go! Villain! Evil will eventually be brought to justice!"
Super Moose was controlled in mid-air, its short limbs still punching and kicking desperately, but the attack range was too limited, making it look funny and pitiful.
Vic held this struggling "Magical Beast," his eyes wide as saucers. The previous confusion was swept away, replaced by the ecstasy of discovering a new continent and a near-manic creativity:
"Holy shit! Giving life to inanimate objects?! This ability... this ability is god-tier!"
"With this skill, I could run for Pope!"
"No! I should just be Jesus! Make the old Pope hold the Bible and praise my name!"
His brain ran at high speed, his gaze sweeping over the Sheep, Rabbit, Monkey Talismans, finally fixing on the Rat Talisman.
"Rat, Rabbit, Sheep, Monkey..."
He remembered the twelve neat grooves on the Shendu sculpture, and a shocking conjecture surfaced in his mind.
"Wait! Could this be... the twelve zodiacs from that ancient Eastern country?!"
"I suddenly feel that guy named Shendu..."
Vic sucked in a cold breath, feeling a trace of "respect" for the demon he had never really met for the first time.
"Is pretty damn awesome! He actually has twelve of these god-tier abilities!"
However, this trace of respect was instantly replaced by his signature arrogance and possessiveness.