The natives carried Wen Wen for twenty minutes to a camp built from stones.
Upon arriving at the camp, they untied Wen Wen and then bound him to a pillar with a grass rope, leaving him unattended afterward.
Wen Wen was not surprised by this. Although the place felt strange, it was still a dreamscape. Apart from the consciousness of the unconscious individuals, everyone else could be considered NPCs. Their actions had a high degree of autonomy but were ultimately governed by a certain logic.
Moreover, Wen Wen made an unexpected discovery: he found Dilia without any effort.
Dilia was also tied to this pillar, just like Wen Wen, and her appearance had changed drastically from before.
At this moment, Dilia wore clothes made of leaves and no shoes. She was filthy, showing no resemblance to the eco-warrior girl she once was.
For Wen Wen, the entire investigation did not take much time, but for Dilia, she had already been living here for over a year.
As soon as she appeared, she was captured by the natives and forced to live according to their rules.
For Dilia, such a life was akin to a nightmare.
The rules here were simple: "Protect the environment."
However, unlike normal environmentalism, the requirement here was "extreme environmentalism," exactly as Dilia had advocated for in the outside world.
In the outside world, Dilia merely advocated, but here, her advocacy was perfected to the extreme.
Food, clothing, shelter, and transportation are the most basic human needs.
Here, in all four aspects of life, environmental protection must be demonstrated.
There was no textile industry, so they could only wear leaves. Even then, leaves could not be worn casually; they had to be naturally fallen leaves. If it weren't for the absence of winter here, Dilia would have frozen to death long ago.
Regarding food, cooking with fire was forbidden because fire pollutes the environment. Eating animals was also forbidden as it would affect ecological balance. Therefore, for over a year, Dilia had only eaten fruit.
For shelter, using trees was not allowed; only stones could be moved to build dwellings. Furthermore, existing vegetation could not be destroyed during construction, making the living conditions extremely harsh.
For transportation, one could basically only walk, and when walking, one had to be careful not to step on any rare plants or animals.
The most unbearable part was using the restroom. Not only was there no toilet paper here, but even washing with water, like in India, was not permitted because it would pollute the water source.
A robust woman with a whip always followed her. If Dilia violated any of the rules, she would be subjected to the whip.
Such living conditions were naturally unbearable for a pampered young lady. In the course of about a year, Dilia had died dozens of times.
Sometimes she died from catching a cold due to lack of sleep, sometimes from starvation, sometimes from contracting a disease due to unhygienic conditions, and sometimes she was whipped to death.
But each time she died, she would resurrect here and repeat the same life.
If it were only like this, after a long time, she would have adapted to this place and forgotten her original modern life.
However, what was abnormal was that no matter what, she could not adapt to this life.
Her body always remained in its initial pampered state, her spirit became even more resilient than in reality, unable to convince herself to accept this life, and her memories of modern times were crystal clear.
Even the knowledge she learned for survival in this environment through death was forgotten upon her next resurrection. She would only remember her suffering.
A mysterious force was controlling Dilia, ensuring she would perpetually suffer the pain brought by this environment.
This time, after eating fruit for a few days, she felt weak, tired, and hungry. She estimated she would be tortured to death again in a few more days.
Now, whenever she thought of her past self, she felt nauseous and disgusted.
How could she have said such disgusting things? That past self was truly foolish. If she could ever escape from here, anyone who talked to her about environmentalism again would face her wrath!
Suddenly, she noticed a man beside her, which greatly improved her mood.
She had always suffered alone; now that someone else was suffering with her, she felt less miserable.
She knew that this man, once he woke up, would have his clothes stripped off and be changed into leaf attire, forced to subsist on fruit, and be whipped by the natives.
As she maliciously imagined Wen Wen's fate, she saw the unconscious Wen Wen suddenly smile at her.
The smile was truly terrifying, and it reminded Dilia of two chilling encounters before arriving here. Moreover, her body was still fragile at the moment, so she rolled her eyes and fainted.
Wen Wen had merely intended to greet her and discuss how to escape together. He hadn't expected that a simple smile would cause the girl to faint.
He sighed; it seemed the escape plan would have to be his alone.
Wen Wen assumed any changes would occur after he woke up, so he temporarily kept his body dormant. He used his consciousness to observe his surroundings and the behavior patterns of the natives.
To him, these natives were never a problem, and dealing with them was not difficult.
However, Wen Wen's thoughts were focused on how to lead Dilia out of this dreamscape and regain some strength within Spiral Mountain.
During his unconscious state, Wen Wen sensed that a portion of his abilities had arrived, but they were blocked by a barrier. This barrier was the dreamscape that trapped Dilia.
Once this dreamscape was destroyed, this portion of his power would return to him.
However, Wen Wen currently lacked the ability. Even if he could kill all the natives, he couldn't destroy the dreamscape itself.
Therefore, Wen Wen needed to devise some methods to destroy this dreamscape.
After waiting for some time, Wen Wen suddenly opened his eyes and whispered to Dilia, "Dilia, I'm here to save you. Don't move too much, speak softly, and answer whatever I ask."
Under normal circumstances, the natives would not stay too close. As long as Wen Wen didn't make any large movements, they wouldn't suspect that Wen Wen had woken up.
Dilia was stunned for a while before understanding the current situation. She quietly recounted her experiences to Wen Wen.
If it were the Dilia of a year ago, upon hearing Wen Wen say he was here to save her, she might have done something foolish. But now, she understood what the most rational course of action was.
After listening to Dilia's description, Wen Wen gained his own understanding of this small dreamscape.
The murals mentioned that the mysterious deity would pull people into hell.
And this place, advocating for "environmental protection," was a hell tailor-made for Dilia alone!
Only Dilia could experience the greatest pain in this place.