Following K's very pointed rhetorical question, the team members also looked at Zhou Yaxuan with skepticism.
With a dozen pairs of eyes on him, Zhou Yaxuan felt his energy deflate and, with a resigned sigh, reached into his backpack.
"I was just checking on the team's condition," he said.
After he spoke, he took out his water canteen and tossed it to Zhe Bu, then turned away to wipe his sweat in frustration.
"Sorry, my bad..." Zhe Bu caught the water canteen, feeling uneasy, but he was never one to dwell on things. Despite feeling uncomfortable, he quickly unscrewed the cap and gulped down half the canteen. He sighed deeply afterwards but still didn't feel any better. Ashamed, he turned towards Zhou Yaxuan, "Sorry, Yaxuan... I'm still not feeling great."
"...What's wrong this time," Zhou Yaxuan asked with a hoarse voice.
"It seems..." Zhe Bu swallowed and continued, "I'm hungry, I need to use the bathroom, and I'm a bit tired..."