Xu Huo took out a paper slip, walked to one of the doors, and calmly opened it.
He wasn't sure if it was just luck, but he managed to pick correctly on the first try. As he stepped through the door, a prompt sounded in his ear: "You have successfully entered the instance."
Behind the door was still a wall of plants, but it had changed into a long hallway. Both ends of the passage disappeared into darkness, and only the twenty meters or so where he stood were illuminated. On both sides, towering plant walls stretched upwards for over a hundred meters before vanishing into the gloom—neither side seemed to have any end in sight.
This section of the visible passage wasn't occupied by just him.
A man, roughly in his thirties, was leaning against the plant wall smoking. He glanced at Xu Huo and then shifted his gaze, clearly uninterested in conversation.
