Smoke comes and goes with the wind. It comes and goes as quickly as it comes.
This is a world of smoke. There is no fighting spirit or magic. You must rely on the endless smoke to make yourself stronger. Only in this way can you have a place in the world of smoke. Otherwise, death will always be very close to you, so close that one breath of his can make you suffocate.
In the world of smoke, there is no power without smoke, no power without power, no status without power, no wealth without status, and no woman will be attracted to you without wealth.
Smoke, the power of smoke, go crazy, roar, roar...