Choice and Entry

Crack…

Han Xiao opened the cabinet and took out a box of unopened cigarettes from it. He tore open the packaging and took out a black cigarette wrapped in gold patterns. He swiped at it with his finger, and an electric spark lit it up. He held it in his mouth and slowly took a puff. Green smoke rose and covered his complicated expression, and his disappointed eyes could be seen through the smoke.

Ever since he entered the galaxy, Han Xiao had basically quit smoking. It had been almost a hundred years since he had last tasted a smoke, but today, he lit up a cigarette.