Netero nodded thoughtfully.
"Even if someone focuses aura on the wall, it has to be a large amount in a short time; otherwise, the divine text won't show up," he said.
Suddenly, the divine text expanded to a limit before disappearing completely, and the wall looked normal again.
It seemed like Netero had wasted a lot of aura.
But then he reached out and pressed his hand against the wall.
Unlike before, his arm passed through it, disappearing halfway inside.
At the same time, soft, circular ripples like water waves radiated around his arm.
Larry watched in awe.
"Wow, this is really mysterious. First, there's a cabinet blocking it, then you need a huge amount of aura to reveal the text, and finally, the secret space is hidden inside a secret realm."
He admired the level of secrecy involved.
If there was a hidden door, there had to be some space behind it for storage, which could be found by someone sneaky.
But a secret realm was different.
It didn't use any outside space at all.
Once you stepped through the entrance, you'd be in an entirely separate area.
Netero explained, "Only the president of each generation knows about this secret room, and they're extremely careful when retrieving items from it. So far, you're the first person besides the past presidents to know about this secret space.It's very difficult for anyone else to access the treasures kept here."
'If there's a chance to get them, I'll grab them and hand them over.'
Netero glanced at Larry, who was still sighing, and stroked his long beard thoughtfully, as if he wanted to say something.
"That's truly an honor," Larry said.
"But I don't quite understand, why is there a secret realm here?"
Larry's confusion was clear.
Secret realms and magic realms weren't man-made; they formed naturally.
So how could this one have just appeared here?
Netero shook his head and explained, "Actually, calling it a 'secret realm' is just for convenience. This isn't a secret realm in the traditional sense.
It's an independent space created through divine words and mantras."
To demonstrate, Netero stepped forward and vanished instantly before Larry's eyes.
Watching this, Larry followed closely and stepped in right behind him.
The moment he did, it felt like plunging into water, waves rippling around him before everything settled back to normal.
When his vision cleared, Larry saw rows of shelves stretching out in a fairly large space.
Compared to the secret and magic realms he'd visited before, this place was small, much smaller.
But since this was just a storage area, it didn't need to be vast.
The space resembled a warehouse, with mysterious sacred symbols inscribed in every corner, likely maintaining the area's stability.
"Go ahead and take a look," Netero said. "You can choose three items freely."
Larry started scanning the nearest shelf.
Each shelf held only a few items, sometimes just one, with plenty of space around them.
Alongside each item was a card thoughtfully detailing its name and effect.
The first thing that caught Larry's eye was a small bottle filled with a glowing blue liquid, though the amount inside was quite small.
[Repair Potion]: When applied to a damaged object, this potion repairs it.
Downside: the potion is limited in quantity and struggles to fix large areas of damage.
Larry recalled hearing about this before.
"I think this was found in some ancient ruins," he said. "From the historical records excavated, it seems the king of a small kingdom was obsessed with repairing a certain item. He searched everywhere for something that could fix things but never succeeded in his lifetime."
It was unfortunate that after his death, Netero's intense obsession caused his final thoughts to merge with an unfinished potion, resulting in the creation of this [Repair Potion].
Acting as a commentator, Netero recalled these memories clearly. This potion was gathered during his tenure, though its exact origin was hard to pinpoint.
"It's quite good, but sadly, there's so little of it that it can't do much," he said with a hint of regret.
The value of an item that could repair things was undeniable, yet the small amount limited its usefulness.
This sparked an idea in Larry's mind.
If the items here were so powerful, what else might be inside Doraemon's four-dimensional pocket?
Just seeing this first item opened his eyes to the possibilities, and he couldn't help but feel that there would be many useful things waiting for him.
His intuition seemed right when, suddenly, a new breeding bar appeared in his mind, Pokemon bred within this space!
Surrounded by all these strange telepathic tools, Larry struggled to guess what kind of Pokemon it might be.
Could it be one that used a lot of props?
Maybe.
But it probably wouldn't be Arceus, the god of creation, appearing with all attribute plates; such a thing was impossible in this small "warehouse."
Realizing this, Larry decided to wait and see.
Judging by how fast the breeding bar was progressing, it wouldn't be long before he knew exactly what Pokemon it was.
After reading about the [Repair Potion], Larry looked down again and noticed a simple silver necklace resting in a box.
It was plain, with no gems or decorations.
The description read: [Guardian Necklace], when worn around the neck, it protects the wearer from external attacks and dangers by creating an invisible barrier with a two-meter radius around the body.
The main drawback of the Guardian Necklace is that it must be worn around the neck constantly, and the spirit inside needs to be activated at all times before it can work.
Still, it's a pretty useful item.
According to its description, it releases its protective power passively, meaning that as long as the spirit is kept active, it will automatically block any enemy attacks.
This passive defense is definitely more convenient than having to activate it actively during a fight.
However, since Larry already possessed similar skill, the necklace didn't seem all that essential to him.
Larry's eyes then shifted downward to another item: a wooden staff made from an unfamiliar type of wood, glowing with an eerie red light.
This was the Bloodsucking Wand.
Its power was straightforward, whenever used to attack and damage creatures, it would absorb their blood, allowing the user to heal their own wounds.
The downside was that it consumed aura, and prolonged use could negatively affect the user's mind.
This item reminded Larry of a leather-clad woman he had met in the Karym Ruins.
Her mental ability allowed her to materialize a whip that restored her own aura after damaging enemies.
The wand's effect was similar, except that it healed physical injuries instead of aura.