My heart sank to the bottom, and my body trembled involuntarily.

Black goat's hair actually grew on his forehead!

This incredible phenomenon creeps me out, filled with endless fear and incomprehension.

I desperately tried to get rid of these disgusting hairs, but they were like living creatures, firmly rooted in my skin, unmoved.

I was immediately in a state of confusion and panic.

The world has become so twisted and absurd, everything is beyond my comprehension and imagination.

The disappearance of the black goat and the hair growing on my forehead seemed to taunt me and make me feel small and helpless.

"What does that mean?" I hissed and shouted, my voice echoing through the empty environment, but there was no response.

I felt as if I was trapped in an illusory world, and everything was full of weirdness and irony.

The disappearance of the black goat, the disappearance of the tentacle monster, and the black hairy hair on the forehead, all this is so bizarre and absurd.

I couldn't help but ask myself, was this a prank or some supernatural force was influencing my fate?

My mind was in turmoil, and my head was terrible.

I grabbed the black hairs and pulled them off with the flesh from my forehead.

An intense pain irritated my nerves, and the blood I imagined was not there.

Instead, there was a creepy sight of tar coming out of my wound!

Tar slowly poured out of the wound like a black, sticky object, an eerie glow under the fluorescent light.

The color of tar is like a deep black hole, swallowing up all light.

It has no vitality, as if it were a product from the abyss of hell.

The fluidity was creepy, and it wriggled like a demon's tongue twitching over a wound.

It flowed slowly, as if it had penetrated into my muscles and bones, and it made me ache.

A strong stench filled the air.

The smell of tar is suffocating.

It emitted a sickening, pungent smell like the stench of a decomposing corpse.

I felt like I was trapped in the abyss of hell and couldn't escape this disgusting breath.

I threw the black fur away and raised my middle finger at the sky, expressing my resentment and unyielding attitude towards this strange world.

Then, I resolutely left the place, hurried with a clear goal.

Anyway, I'm going to kill a channel man with black eyes, and I'm going back to my own world.

Little did I know that when I left in a hurry, I had black tar marks left on my face.

Those tar marks were reflected on my face, giving me a strange and hideous expression, like a cursed devil.

People watched me go away with awe and fear because they saw something that was not of this world.

When I stepped into the confines of the desert again, everything started to get chaotic.

The climate and time seem to be caught in a whirlpool of madness, with heavy rain and hail intertwined to form an absurd scene.

In this arid desert, bizarre and extreme weather constantly plays out harsh scenes.

I walked through the torrential storm and relentlessly drenched my body.

Every drop of rain pierced my skin like a needle, causing a tingling pain. The hail slammed into the ground like buckshot, making a piercing crashing sound that made people's hearts palpitate.

I was baffled by these unusual weather, as if the whole world had gone crazy.

I am unwavering in one direction, regardless of the harsh environment.

Looking back behind me is no longer important, I just want to leave this strange desert as soon as possible and return to my own world.

I didn't choose to drive an off-road vehicle because at the moment I had a lot of doubts about these vehicles.

They may just be a strange creature with a similar appearance, hiding endless eerie powers.

I didn't want to take any chances, so I chose to set foot on this strange land on my own feet.

Luan Xi's parting is not within the scope of my consciousness, and I have no concern for her past and future.

In this unpredictable world, I can only care about my own fate, and I have no time to care about the joys and sorrows of others.

I passed by the skeleton in the mountaineering suit again, but this time, its mountaineering suit was as white as snow.

I couldn't help but laugh sarcastically at this absurd scene.

The world is so ridiculous, as if I was a fly in a labyrinth, trapped in it and unable to fly, and being watched by some mysterious being.

I kept going, knowing in my heart that it was only possible to return to my own world if I found the passage man with black pupils.

The weirdness and irony of this world made me even more determined to do so. I no longer think about escaping, but see this absurd world as a trial in which I must face everything with tenacity and courage.

My pace quickened, and my demeanor became alert and resolute.

The tar marks on my body seemed to confirm my connection to this strange world, making me more different, but also more lonely.

However, I didn't care, because I knew that only by passing the trials of this world could I find my way home.

I continued to walk, and this time, I did not encounter the Black Water Pool again, did not see the Yellow River as Pengamu had spoken, and did not cross the Gobi Desert.

In its place is a celestial city towering over the desert.

Expressionless, I burrowed into the sand and stepped into the interior of the city.

As soon as I entered the Celestial City, I was surprised to find that it was so lively.

Vendors sell their wares loudly, children frolic in the streets, and the streets are filled with lively conversations and bargains.

If I hadn't known that this was the Celestial City, I would almost have thought I was in the middle of some human city.

The buildings lining the streets have a variety of peculiar shapes and decorations, and the colorful walls are painted with colorful murals, exuding a strange charm.

High-rise buildings rise from the ground, like giant beasts standing in the desert, giving people a suffocating sense of oppression.

The narrow alleyways are filled with aromas, and the enticing sound of cooking fills the restaurant, attracting passers-by.

People come and go, dressed in various styles of clothes, with different faces and physiques.

They talked to each other, laughter and quarrels mingled to create a warm and boisterous atmosphere.

I've noticed that while the inhabitants of this place don't look like humans, there seems to be an eerie glow in their eyes that makes people uneasy.

I walked through the bustling streets, gradually approaching the center of the city.

Passing by the small vendors, I noticed that the items they were selling were not ordinary goods, but some strange and strange items.