In the side hall of Congress's largest meeting room, Lin Qi sat on the sofa in the very center, surrounded by several congressmen and gentlemen from various walks of life.
Everyone surrounded Lin Qi, yet kept roughly a meter away from him.
People yearned for sunlight, but those who truly came into contact with the sun often did not even leave behind ashes.
A sense of distance was something those in higher positions needed to take seriously, but it was also something those below needed to be wary of.
It could help one go farther, but it could also make one die horribly.
Getting too close to Lin Qi was something only fools would do.
"...The existing system we're familiar with must all be broken."
Lin Qi held a Kolef between his fingers. He did not particularly like the thing. Kolef contained more nicotine, so no one would be foolish enough to inhale it into their lungs.
What people savored was the pleasure it brought to their mouths—
The smoke produced by burning tobacco leaves was like a series of floating "bombs." They burst apart as the tongue stirred them around in the mouth, releasing all kinds of complex flavors for people to perceive.
A good Kolef needed at least three major changes in flavor, from the first puff to the last.
The better the production technique, the more pleasantly surprising the experience.
At the same time, nicotine was absorbed through the oral mucosa and quickly stimulated dopamine secretion in the brain.
Because its "intensity" was so high, most people would not actually finish an entire one in a short period.
Usually, they would have a glass of wine and some snacks to go with it, then light one, smoke for a while, and extinguish it, waiting until the next