Qin Guang crouched down, his gaze fixed intently on the meal box below.
This meal box had previously been buried deep beneath fallen leaves, which is why Qin Guang hadn't discovered it when he first arrived.
As he practiced his True Qi, the fallen leaves were swept up into a dance.
It was then that the meal box was turned over and revealed.
This self-heating ramen meal box, judging from the still wet residue of the soup on top, had been used less than half a day ago.
But this wasn't the most critical point!
The most critical part was that the meal box had Japanese writing on it!
Qin Guang's eyes involuntarily squinted into slits, a sharp cold light flashing through the gap.
This was an impossibility!
The organizing committee had issued military rations to each representative team, consisting of self-heating rice and some high-calorie foods. Even if someone was not accustomed to standard military rations, they absolutely would not buy self-heating ramen produced in Woguo.
