"Perhaps the layout here was artificially created; it just looks a bit awkward, but I can't quite put my finger on it."
Vic explained to himself that behind him, Rebecca and Wendy were each holding one of Ain's hands, chattering away and looking around with curiosity.
The group moved at a brisk pace, as the road was lined with blue earth on both sides, and they longed to enter the sea of flowers.
Along the way, they had already passed several groups of Pola wagons. Vic noticed that these cargo carriers had something in common: they were all dressed normally. Although their clothes weren't brand new, there were no signs of mending. They seemed to live comfortably, at least enough to afford to buy clothes regularly.
These people, however, looked rather thin and their spirits seemed low, as if they had indigestion. It wouldn't be so bad if one or two were like this, but most of the people Vic saw were like this, and those who were close to each other didn't talk to each other.
They were pale and thin, their eyes lifeless, as if they were starving. But looking at their clothes, it didn't seem like that. Did they have money to buy clothes but not food? That shouldn't be the case.
With these questions in mind, Vic continued walking forward. The road wasn't very long, only about a kilometer, and soon the group arrived at the edge of the flower field.
Ahead stretched an endless sea of pink flowers, the air itself smelling sweet. It was like a dividing line, transitioning directly from blue to pink. The pink flower sea was enveloped in a thick halo under the sunlight, making it feel like paradise!
If Vic uses Geppo to reach the high altitude of the island, he will find that the island is composed of three circles: the outermost circle of blue soil, the middle circle of pink flower fields, and the innermost circle of white buildings, with varying heights, and the capital city being the highest point.
The island is divided into several sections by roads, and at the end of each road is the island's pier. The entire island is like a large cake with distinct colors, sliced through its center.
Each layer has a distinct flavor: the outermost blue layer is sour, the middle pink layer is sweet, and the white layer in the middle represents the myriad flavors of life—it's the essence of existence.
"What kind of flower is this? It's so beautiful! I've never seen or heard of it before. This sea of flowers looks so romantic!"
It was Wendy who spoke. Seeing this scene, Wendy also revealed her emotional side, showing no signs of being a skilled driver.
Amidst the sea of flowers, one could frequently see young couples, some even embracing each other. This free and unrestrained love filled her with longing.
Wendy glanced back at Barnett and saw him whispering something to Frodeku, seemingly oblivious to the surroundings. She couldn't help but sigh; why were there so many blockheads around her?
"Yes, it's so beautiful! There are also many girls picking flowers among the sea of blossoms. The scene is like a painting. These flowers are completely different kinds I've never seen before! Vic, you know so much, do you know what kind of flowers these are?"
Rebecca was incredibly excited. She thought that Vic was an encyclopedia, and maybe he knew something about this flower. It would be nice to hear some love story about it.
Vic isn't a true encyclopedia. He knows a little about cultivation, but if you ask him about flowers and plants, he'll be clueless. There are just too many strange and exotic plants in this world, and quite a few of them are man-eating.
Although he has a photographic memory, he spends most of his time cultivating. He doesn't have time to read those miscellaneous books. To date, he hasn't even looked at the Devil Fruit Encyclopedia, let alone the varieties of flowers.
Vic didn't answer Rebecca, but instead carefully observed the pink flowers in front of him. The flowering plant was about a meter tall, and the flowers were surrounded by hidden green leaves.
The reason it's described as "hidden" is because each plant has many flowers growing on it, crowding together, making it difficult to see the green leaves underneath unless you look closely.
Each flower bud grows independently, with a bare stem about 30 centimeters long growing below it. They all grow from several branching main stems of the plant below.
Each bud grows vertically, like a flower bud growing vertically at intervals along the ribs of an umbrella. Each individual bud is also composed of several trumpet-shaped flower tubes like those of a morning glory, except that the trumpets of this pink flower are thinner.
Several small trumpets combined together look more harmonious and beautiful. Many of the small trumpets have burst open, as if they have bloomed again. The petals are scattered all around, intertwined with the petals of other small trumpets that have burst open. The long stamens exposed inside the trumpets are also slightly dispersed, appearing at the top of the flower. The whole thing looks like it has several layers of artistic conception.
The soil where the flowers grow here isn't actually blue, but it has a faint blue hue, creating a transition with the surrounding land and giving the air a sweet and sour scent.
Vic leaned closer and sniffed the flower, discovering that the sweetness came from the exposed stamens. This led many to mistakenly believe that the scent was a psychological illusion arising from the affirmation of the feelings between the lovers, and that the scent originated from the heart.
"This flower looks like the spider lily (Lycoris radiata). I wonder if that's what it's called here. Does the spider lily exist in this world?"
Vic gazed at the flowers before him, lost in memories. Regardless of what the plant beneath them was, the flowers themselves looked remarkably similar to the spider lilies of his past life, only these were pink.
"It looks like a spider lily, I wonder if it is," Vic casually replied to Rebecca, after all, this was the first time he had seen one in this world and he really didn't recognize it.
"The Red Spider Lily? Does it send people to the other side of love? That's such a beautiful name! It's the first time I've heard of such a flower name; it's so poetic! Is there a story behind it?"
Rebecca pondered the flower names and found them to perfectly match the island. The romantic sea of flowers symbolized the union of lovers, representing the other side of love and elevating the island's atmosphere to another level.
Vic wasn't very confident in his claim, because the leaves and petals of the spider lily never appear together; the flower won't bloom when there are leaves, and the leaves will fall off before the flower blooms.
It is just as the poem goes. "The red spider lily blooms on the other shore, its blossoms and leaves never to meet again. Cause and effect dictate life and death, the predestined fate on the Three Lives Stone. Flower and leaf are forever separated, waiting for each other on the Bridge of Helplessness. Meng Po's soup enters the stomach, but forgetting love is difficult on the banks of the River of Three Crossings."
Although there is a poignant love story in the story of the Red Spider Lily, the flower and leaves only met once, and it ended in tragedy. How could that be an interpretation of sending love to the other side? Vic thought to himself!
Moreover, I've never heard of the pink spider Vic before. It has some similarities, but there are many differences. Although it's different, what does it matter? It's just a name. It can be completely separated from the flowers on the island and told as a completely new story.
So Vic gave a brief account of the story he knew about the red spider lily, which was the love story of the two fairies, Manju and Saka (interested readers can search for this love story on Baidu; I won't go into details here).