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The sobbing in the theater had not yet completely subsided.

Many viewers were still reeling from the powerful aftertaste of that rice ball, their eyes red with emotion.

They thought they had figured out Su Bai's tactics.

First, I plunge you into the abyss with extreme fear, then I break down your defenses with a tiny bit of warmth.

However, the charm of this work goes beyond that.

On the screen, the door to the bathhouse is pushed open.

A guest, whose identity is difficult to describe, moved in.

It resembles a moving hill of silt.

Just looking at the screen makes you feel like you're emitting a stench so strong it's almost overflowing from the screen.

A girl in the front row gagged instinctively, quickly covered her mouth and nose with her hand, and frowned deeply.

This feeling of nausea is physiological.

Wherever the monster passed, it left puddles of thick, foul-smelling liquid on the floor, and its body continued to drip nauseating filth.

The monsters in the bathhouse avoided it like the plague, pinching their noses and keeping their distance.

"The God of Rot has arrived!"

"Get out of the way! Even a tiny bit will stink for a year!"

The audience in the theater were also quite annoyed by the scene, and their faces showed expressions of disgust.

"What's going on? I just finished crying and you show me this?"

A boy complained in a low voice, and he even felt that his nostrils were beginning to fill with that sour, rotten smell.

Yubaba flew down from upstairs, a hint of disgust flashing in her hawk-like eyes.

But when she saw the large clump of gold dust left by the rotten god on the counter, her eyes instantly turned into symbols of money.

She raised her voice and pointed to Chihiro, who was still in a daze in the corner.

"Qian! This customer is yours! He's a big client!"

All eyes were on the petite girl.

The audience in the theater were on tenterhooks.

Seriously? This rotten god looks disgusting.

Chihiro was also afraid.

Her face turned deathly pale, and her body was trembling.

But when she looked at Yubaba's unquestionable gaze and then at the gloating expressions of the surrounding monsters, she realized that...

She knew she had no choice.

She took a deep breath, as if making a momentous decision, and walked step by step toward the foul-smelling monster.

Grandpa Boiler secretly slipped her a sign for a medicinal bath.

Holding the sign, Chihiro endured the stench and guided the Rotting God towards the largest bath.

Hot water was poured in, but it was just a drop in the ocean for that enormous body.

Chihiro struggled to move through the knee-deep sewage when she felt herself touch something.

It's like a thorn.

She whispered to the frog foreman next to her.

"prick?"

Yubaba heard this, and she flew to the edge of the bath, her eyes instantly turning sharp.

She reached out and touched the monster, her face lighting up with ecstatic joy.

"This isn't some rotten god! This is a big shot!"

She immediately opened her mouth and yelled at the entire bathhouse.

"Don't just stand there! Come help! Pull the rope!"

In an instant, the entire bathhouse came to life.

The monsters that used to hide far away.

At that moment, driven by the reward promised by Yubaba, they rushed over and tied a thick rope to the thorn.

The audience in the theater was also bewildered by this sudden turn of events, and stared nervously at the screen.

"One! Two! Pull!"

Inside the bathhouse, all the monsters exerted all their strength, working together to pull the rope backward.

Chihiro was among them; her small body was almost carried away by the rope, but she still gritted her teeth and used all her strength.

On the screen, the thorn was slowly pulled out of the monster's body.

The first thing that comes into view is a rusty metal handle.

Is this a bicycle?

Film critic Lao K's pupils suddenly contracted; he vaguely guessed what was going on, but dared not believe it.

"Hey!"

With Yubaba's final roar.

"Bang!"

A dilapidated bicycle, rusted beyond recognition, was suddenly pulled out of the monster's body!

next second!

The entire audience witnessed a scene they would never forget!

It was as if a dam that had been built up for hundreds of years had suddenly burst open!

Endless garbage, like a volcanic eruption, surged out of the monster's body!

Old tires, discarded refrigerators, plastic bottles, aluminum cans, rotten fishing nets, all sorts of household garbage...

The trash that was carelessly discarded in the human world suddenly turned into a black torrent, instantly filling the entire bathtub and even rushing into the corridor!

What a thrilling visual spectacle!

All the audience members in the theater were stunned by the overwhelming power of the scene!

All the physical discomfort they had felt before was completely washed away at this moment, along with the gush of garbage!

Instead, it brought an unprecedented sense of exhilaration!

On the screen, the mud and garbage fade away.

The so-called God of Rot revealed his true form.

It was the face of an ancient god, with a gaunt appearance and deep eyes, and majestic dragon horns on his head.

He let out a hearty laugh, the sound like rolling thunder, shaking the entire bathhouse.

He was actually a river god!

He looked down at tiny Chihiro and handed her a black pill from his enormous hand.

"You've helped me a lot."

After saying that, his massive body transformed into a blue-green water dragon, bursting through the roof of the bathhouse, circling once in the night sky, and roaring as it soared into the heavens!

Inside the theater, a collective gasp filled the air.

Everyone was completely captivated by the boundless imagination and the unparalleled visual impact.

In the corner, Old K sat there blankly, his hands feeling as if they weighed a ton.

His previous copywriting now seems as dirty and ridiculous as the garbage that has been washed out.

Environmental friendly.

The word popped into his head.

But Su Bai didn't preach; he didn't even mention it once.

He simply used the most stunning visuals to transform this weighty social issue into a visual feast.

Old K finally understood.

Why is Su Bai so arrogant?

Why would he dare to gamble with 80% of the seats occupied?

Because of the boundless imagination inherent in animation.

Its upper limit is a dimension that live-action movies can never reach!

Next to him, a fellow film critic murmured to himself, his voice filled with awe.

"This is no longer an ordinary animated film."

"Su Bai is simply a great dream weaver!"