Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Salem thought that Nabari was a little old-fashioned. He agreed with Mr. Wei and Mr. Lee. The jeep was clearly so much more better than camels, as it was faster and more comfortable. A 30-day expedition could be shortened to just 10. If the time was shorter, wouldn’t they meet fewer dangers too?
Bedouin’s camels weren’t the same camels provided near the pyramids for the tourists to ride. They were almost never bathed, and they emitted a heavy stench. You could even find parasites like ticks and fleas in the camels’ fur. Most people from the cities in overseas countries definitely weren’t used to them. Each camel couldn’t bring too much with them, either—at most a bit of water and food. The expedition team had a lot of heavy equipment with them, and the other group had a lot of high-end technological devices.
He didn’t think much of it, but he still wanted Nabari to teach him all he knew about the desert. He didn’t openly go against him, hoping that as long as Nabari was leading the way, they wouldn’t meet any danger.
The convoy drove towards the south, the cars and people that they met along the way becoming fewer and fewer. The openness of this space guaranteed that it was a blank spot on any map.
The excitement the team had had when they’d first set off had dwindled, the songs coming to a stop, the main channel quieting. No matter which direction they turned, the only things they saw were sand and rocks, monotone and boring.
After about two hours of driving, a female voice came through the main channel—there were only two females on the team, so they were easy to tell apart. She asked to take a break to go to the washroom and said that she would catch up with the team after going.
The person that wanted to go to the washroom wasn’t her. It was He He. He He had drunk a tad bit too much water before setting off, so she couldn’t quite hold it anymore.
Some of the men on the team wanted to pee too, but they were able to hold on for a bit more.
Peter Lee didn’t reply immediately, but Nabari had also spoken through the main channel to tell them to stop so he could better navigate. So Peter Lee just ordered the whole convoy to stop and take a break for 15 minutes before setting off again.
The thirteen jeeps slowly came to a stop, kicking up clouds of sand. Everyone got out of the cars to stretch, taking care of their biological needs even if they didn’t want to pee. They understood now that even if only one person wanted to pee, they would drag down the whole team. Peter Lee and Wei Kang were firm on this—to go and stop together. They would rather take a longer time than leave one car behind.
When the ladies requested to use the bathroom, everyone was more tolerant of it. If one of the men asked to use the bathroom when they were unable to hold it…even though they wouldn’t say much, they would feel it was weird.
Zhang Zian got out of the car too, picking up the half-empty mineral water bottle from the center console and getting out to stretch his body.
When he drank his water, he looked behind him unintentionally. He saw the Scholar who drove Car 5 leaning on the door, watching the distance as he finished the remaining water in his bottle in one fell swoop. He didn’t throw the empty bottle away. Instead, he kept it in his palms as he fiddled with it, crackling noises following its manipulation.
The Scholar noticed Zhang Zian’s eyes, shooting him a knowing smile. It was something all men would know—the Great Water Bottle Trick!
Zhang Zian returned the smile before throwing away the bottle in his hand, to the Scholar’s great shock.
“Gah gah! Why did you throw it away? Everyone else is leaving it! Do you need me to teach you the right way to use the water bottle?” The invisible Richard stood on his shoulder, threatening him.
As the cars were spaced pretty far apart and everyone else was conversing, listening to music, or humming along, he didn’t have to worry about Richard being heard by anyone else unless they had ears like Sihwa’s.
Zhang Zian calmly said, “The opening of the bottle is too small. It doesn’t fit me. I only use Mizone bottles.”
“Gah gah! Brag all you want!” Richard teased. “Remember to open the bottle cap when using the bottle. Don’t just stab it with your needle! You’ll poke a hole in it!”
Other than the two girls and Nabari and Salem, all of the other men drove their own cars. Of course, they had one hand on the steering wheel while the other hand steadied the water bottle. It was just like…using one hand to hold the gas pump when topping up the gas tank in their car!
But…with how rocky the roads were, it wasn’t easy to hold it stably and at the right place. They could wet their pants easily.
It was a good thing that they didn’t have to worry about car crashes while driving in the canyons. It was a lot more stable when they could hold the bottle with two hands.
When the bottle was filled with mysterious yellow liquid, they could just secretly roll down the windows and pour it out. The distance between the cars was pretty large, and with the sand kicking up into a trailing cloud wherever they went, the others shouldn’t notice it. Even if they did, it didn’t matter, since everyone was doing it anyway.
Zhang Zian wanted to do that too. It would be a lot better than holding in his pee, but sadly, he wasn’t alone in the car.
What kind of humiliation kink would he have to have to undo his pants and pee under the watchful eyes of his elfins?!
Thank goodness Snowy Lionet was in his phone, or it would definitely take a shoot at him—no wait, a shot! Anyway, he was a man in the car but a eunuch outside of it…
So even though he didn’t want to, he still threw the bottle away. He would rather take the humiliation of having to be the man who asked for a bathroom break.
Zhang Zian opened the door, speaking to his elfins. “I’ll go relieve myself. If you want to, you should take the chance. Even if you don’t want to, you can come down and take a walk.”
He’d said that to take care of the elfins’ egos, so that they could come down to relieve themselves under the guise of coming down to take a walk.
“And you! I let you go pee now, so what are you waiting for? Do you want to end up peeing in the car?” He turned to glare at Richard on his shoulder.
“Gah gah! I’m going with you! Going with you!” Richard had no intention of flying off. “The people that have good relationships go to the toilet together! Or…” It cocked its head, watching the water bottle that he’d thrown away. “Maybe we can try peeing into the same pot?”
Zhang Zian made a motion threatening to give it a hard slap. “Who has a good relationship with you? Go yourself! If you insist on following me, I’ll make sure to pee and make a pit to bury you in!”
Richard flapped its wings, scrambling to fly off, “Gah gah! With that useless thing of yours, you’ll be lucky if you don’t pee your pants!”
Zhang Zian really wanted to smack it, but it had already flown away, so he could only wait for it to fly back to deal with it.
There were a few messy rocks to their left and right. The men went behind one side to relieve themselves, leaving the other side for the females. They were still pretty gentlemanly.
Zhang Zian turned to the left and right, making sure that Richard had flown off before relieving himself on a piece of rock.
