(Pending revision) Xu Huo pulled out a slip of paper, walked to one of the doors, and calmly opened it.
Perhaps due to sheer luck, he drew the correct one on his first try. As he stepped through the door, a voice echoed in his ears: "You have successfully entered the instance."
Beyond the door was still a wall of plants, but it had transformed into a long corridor. Both ends of the corridor were shrouded in darkness, and only the twenty or so meters where he stood were illuminated. On either side, towering plant walls stretched hundreds of meters into the air before vanishing into the shadows—there appeared to be no end in sight.
He wasn't alone in this lit section of the corridor.
A male player who seemed to be in his thirties was leaning against the plant wall, smoking a cigarette. He glanced at Xu Huo briefly before looking away, showing no interest in conversation.