Sun Hang rubbed his wet hair with a bedsheet he'd picked up and walked out of the bathroom, only to be greeted by the sight of a fisherman holding a bottle with a delighted expression.
"Look, look! See what treasure I found!"
"What treasure?" Shino popped his head out from a nearby dormitory.
"A bottle of vodka!" The fisherman said, shaking the bottle in his hand, "And it's a military special version!"
"Vodka from over a hundred years ago... can you still drink it?" Sun Hang looked skeptically at the bottle in his hand. Although the vodka had not been opened, less than half of the liquid inside remained. Its color was not as clear as common distilled spirits, instead having a muddy texture, with suspicious white sediment at the bottom.
