In a house in Senaus City, a seventeen-year-old boy took out the canteen beside him, unscrewed the cap, and took a gulp.
It wasn't water inside, but strong liquor.
Cheap liquor laced with tobacco.
Maliro tobacco was famous throughout the world, especially the tobacco grown in such extreme subarctic conditions.
Its alkaloid content was several times higher than that of tobacco from other regions. Combined with its unique variety, the chemical structure of the nicotine extracted from it was slightly different.
It was more likely to make people drunk and give them a dizzy sensation. That was also why Every Moment had printed the words "Do not inhale" on the one-hundred-percent-pure tobacco Kolef!
They were truly afraid that someone might take a puff the first time they tried it. If that person encountered danger, then under Federal Law, the seller would definitely be the primary defendant!
But this was Maliro, and no one cared about such things! In Maliro, people called this cheap alcohol infused with tobacco extract "Fist," meaning that drinking a mouthful felt like being punched in the forehead.
Alcohol, nicotine, twice the pleasure!
The boy clearly wasn't drinking this unusual liquor for the first time. He didn't gulp down much, but instead held a small mouthful in his mouth.
He merely held it there, and the burning heat of the alcohol began stimulating his mouth, while the nicotine rapidly passed through his mucous membranes, entering his bloodstream directly and triggering a strange chemical reaction.
It left him slightly tipsy, as if he had drunk a little too much. His consciousness remained clear, but he felt somewhat dizzy.
Then he swallowed the rest of the liquor. Once it entered his lungs, the alcohol began taking effect even faster, surging into his brain together with the remaining nicotine! The