Hmm, not quite cigarettes, but similar.
The exterior is wrapped in something yellowish-brown — a bit like a cigar, but with a slightly faint unpleasant odor.
The tobacco inside is chopped leaves, seemingly roasted, but very coarsely processed.
The Golden Armor already held one, jumped off the sled, went to the pile of burning Fierce Beast Race corpses, picked up a stick, lit it, and came back.
The two of them used the fire to light the tobacco.
Chen Yan took a light puff, the taste entering was somewhat like cigarettes, but not as fragrant.
In the real world, the processing of cigarettes involves certain fragrances.
And the rolling paper of cigarettes even contains accelerants.
So when burning, there is a special scent.
But the taste of this thick smoke in hand is very strange.
With the first puff, there is a faint smell of fur, mixed with a rich oak aroma.
Chen Yan sat on the sled, after a few puffs, felt his previously tense spirit unknowingly relax.
