Not everyone can handle high-tech.
Nuanyu pressed against the side of the miniature submarine for a moment, took out an oxygen mask for herself, and then signalled Shen Yue and Li Yawei to place their hands on the side of the rear of the submarine.
The two of them and Nuanyu all had a unique way of communicating. Just like her, a section of the submarine's side wall protruded out, forming a buckle that locked their wrists!
Li Yawei was startled.
Shen Yue, on the other hand, remained composed.
Because just like them, Nuanyu's wrist was locked by the buckle, and the miniature submarine immediately started up, speeding forward under the sea.
The speed was not rapid, but it was not slow either.
If it weren't for the oxygen masks protecting their breathing, being dragged through the water like this would undoubtedly leave them breathless.
Being pulled along by the miniature submarine like a fish, Shen Yue secretly admired Nuanyu's meticulous way of handling things.
