Lu Ao stood nearby, unable to bear watching.
He gestured to Old Wen, telling him that he would go hide nearby for the time being.
Old Wen made an understanding gesture while awkwardly using both feet to hold the oxygen tank as he took off his diving suit, then continued wrestling with his equipment.
Lu Ao knew that nature called urgently, and when it did, no one could hold it in long enough to ascend slowly. They could only take care of it underwater.
They were sixty or seventy meters below the surface. If they ascended too quickly, the nitrogen dissolved in their blood would rapidly be released and form bubbles, causing gas embolisms or even ruptured alveoli. Their lives would be in danger.
Compared to that, embarrassing themselves in front of their companions was a trivial matter.
But no matter what, Lu Ao had no desire to watch someone use the bathroom.
Especially underwater, where someone using the bathroom might attract fish.
Just imagining that scene made Lu Ao feel despair.
He had already swum more than ten meters away and was watching Old Wen and the others.
He desperately wanted to swim another ten meters farther.
If not for his concern for his companions' safety, he would have liked nothing more than to just leave.
After all, he was not human. Even without an oxygen tank, he could easily dive dozens of meters and felt more at ease in the water than on land.
But not now. He had to take responsibility for his companions' safety.
Lu Ao sighed inwardly, regretting for the first time why he had been so impulsive as to take on this job.
Wouldn't it have been more fun to stay home with Song Zhou, growing vegetables and raising geese? Why had he traveled