Despite its name, white fire isn't actually a flame; it's a type of deep-sea fish found at the far reaches of the ocean.
Its entire body burns like oil, producing a dazzling white flame while it's alive.
Legend says this flame is the purest white in existence, whiter than anything else in the world.
Unfortunately, this fish is incredibly hard to catch and nearly impossible to keep alive, as its body quickly decays after death.
Only a lucky few have ever witnessed this ultimate white beauty, a radiant flame glowing in the pitch-black sea.
That's why this fish is called "White Fire," symbolizing the pinnacle of whiteness.
Another example is the fiery red eyes, also counted among the seven most beautiful colors.
These are the eyes of the Kuluta tribe.
When emotionally stirred, their pupils shift from brown to a blazing red.
If they were to die in that state, the red in their eyes would remain forever.
While white fire's beauty lies in its pure whiteness, the red eyes captivate with their intensity, a vivid, fiery red unlike any ordinary shade.
It's not necessarily the "ultimate" red, but it's an unimaginable, magnificent red that burns with life.
And then there are these diamonds, each with its own unique allure, much like the seven beauties of the world.
Their brilliance isn't a simple pure white; instead, it's a flawless white mixed with countless specks of silver-white dust.
Look closely, and you can spot streaks as bright as the Milky Way within each stone.
This kind of beauty is overwhelming, completely captivating.
"Yes, these are indeed more beautiful than the seven beauties of the world," Ging said, a hint of awe in his voice.
Suddenly, he thought of someone, a muscular little girl, and he chuckled.
"If Bisgi were here, her eyes would be shining like stars, totally glued to these diamonds."
He paused, then added with a smirk, "She'd probably be drooling like a kid with a problem."
'Bisgi... was that a senior-level member of the Shingenryu?'
Pariston glanced at Ging and quietly recalled a man named "Biscuit" in his mind.
Biscuit had left a strong impression on him, not just because she was a disciple of President Netero's Shingen-ryu, but also because of her unique style.
Though clearly a middle-aged woman with strength surpassing many men, she used her nen to maintain the appearance of a little girl, pretending to be young all the time.
It was said she had a fondness for handsome men and precious gems.
Larry approached Ging with a sly smile and said, "About Biscuit, I think you're underestimating her."
"From what I know about Biscuit, if she saw these diamonds in person, she'd probably be completely frozen, unable to move."
"She'd just stand there, like she's been turned to stone, staring at the diamonds."
Hearing this, Ging burst out laughing.
"Haha, you're right. She'd definitely be stunned by something that impressive all of a sudden."
After giving Ging a friendly pat on the shoulder, Larry turned his attention elsewhere.
The most eye-catching item in the corner was the Silmaril, but that didn't mean the other things were unimportant.
This place resembled a storage room, filled with all sorts of odds and ends, the largest of which seemed to be some kind of machinery.
Occasionally, a faint gleam would ripple across its surface, hinting at the high-quality materials used, though its purpose remained a mystery.
Suddenly, Larry's illustrative ability activated: Bone Clan Forging Table.
After years of exploration, the Bone Clan had developed a way to work with ore.
This forging table was the tool they used to craft items, made from various rare ores.
Even after many years, it was still functional, but no one currently knew the forging techniques.
Larry was momentarily stunned.
'Could this really be a forging platform?'
He hadn't considered that before, since its shape was so unusual.
He'd only placed it here because of its texture.
But maybe that was exactly what it was.
After all, Ging didn't have an illustrative ability and probably didn't realize this was a forging table.
Most likely, he just thought it looked interesting and piled it here without trying to use it.
The illustrated book made it clear that all the Bone Clan members were dead, so naturally, no one would know how to use it.
After thinking for a moment, Larry decided to hand it over to Meowth, figuring he wouldn't have any use for it anyway.
Maybe Meowth could figure something out through research.
Whenever situations like this arise, Larry truly appreciates having an technician like Meowth around, especially one with a knack for "cheating" or finding clever shortcuts.
Larry had many Pokemon, most of whom were fighters, but few with talents like Meowth's.
So, anything useless but too valuable to throw away would end up with Meowth for research.
Besides the relatively large forging table, there were some matching tools scattered nearby, pliers, hammers, and the like, probably used alongside the table.
When the time came, Larry planned to pack them all up and give them to Meowth as well.
Then, Larry turned to look at the stone wall in front of him.
Unlike the plain stone walls in other directions, this one was painted with various colors, almost like a mural.
When he first arrived, he had been curious about what was depicted.
The painting was quite large, covering the wall, and the use of multiple colors made it stand out beautifully.
It looked more like a mural than just random graffiti because Larry could still recognize the shapes in the painting, even though the artist wasn't very skilled.
The lines were messy, but the subject was identifiable.
Miru crossed his arms and studied the mural with calm eyes, deep in thought.
"Do you see it?" Larry asked, walking over to Miru and glancing at the mural.
There was something uniquely beautiful about it.
Miru nodded.
"Yeah, if I'm not mistaken, it's a map," he said.
"A map centered on this rocky land, Denozo, that stretches out in all directions."
Miru's words caught the attention of the others nearby, and they gathered around, eager to hear more about what he had discovered.
Miru stretched out his hand and pointed to the left side of the mural.
"The main colors here are green, followed by purple, yellow, and then a big patch of blue."
"Even though the painting is a bit blurry and not very skillful, you can tell that the purple area represents a forest."
"Clearly, the left side of this map shows the route we've already taken since we landed, starting from the ocean, moving through the desert, then the purple woods, and finally the grasslands."
Miru pointed out a detail on the grassland section.
"There's a red 'en' marked deliberately here, with a dark green, oddly shaped figure inside it."