Not long after. The prison doctor came in with an exquisite gift box in his hand. The chainsaw man followed behind him. The chainsaw man carried a thigh with skin removed on his shoulder. The prison doctor looked around and did not find Lu Qian. He asked with some confusion. "Lu, where did the little guy go?\ ,"Lu Xiao glanced at the ground and then recited the spell Ivan taught him. In an instant, a bone-carved castle more than one meter high appeared. "Lu Qian, come out quickly."
Hearing Lu Xiao's call, Lu Qian immediately flew out of the castle and landed on Lu Xiao's head. She covered her body with Lu Xiao's hair, leaving only a small head exposed. Seeing Lu Qian, the prison doctor's mood improved. He tried to control his voice so that it would not be so unpleasant. "Little guy, look at what your godfather brought you?" As he said that, he opened the gift box. Inside the gift box lay an exquisite little skirt. The familiar smell entered Lu Xiao's nose. He twitched slightly and asked uncertainly. "Mr. Prison Doctor, is this the skin of the Creator?" The prison doctor nodded. "I suffered a lot to get His skin." He pointed to the hole in his leather jacket. There were scorch marks left after the burning. "Of course, Mr. Chainsaw also paid a big price." At this time, the Chainsaw Man was wrapped in a brand new bandage, and the blood soaked through the bandage, leaving large patches of blood. Lu Xiao frowned. He knew that the bandage was actually the skin of the Chainsaw Man. That skin had a strong protective effect, and now this brand new bandage was obviously not the original one.
This means that the Chainsaw Man has lost his skin. Seeing Lu Xiao's expression change, the prison doctor hurriedly said. "Lu, don't worry, I have transplanted skin for this friend." "After a while, he won't have to wrap this damn bandage." "He will appear in front of you with a brand new look." Hearing the words of the prison doctor, Lu Xiao finally relaxed his frown. Lu Xiao still recognized the medical skills of the prison doctor. Since the prison doctor said it was okay, then it was okay. There was one thing the prison doctor didn't say. The skin he transplanted to the chainsaw man came from the contaminated creator. The skirt was made from just a small piece of it. After explaining, the prison doctor took out the skirt that was not even as big as a finger. He waved at Lu Qian who was lying on Lu Xiao's head. "Little guy, you can't be naked. Come and try the skirt that your godfather sewed for you." Hearing this, Lu Qian's expression fell into a struggle. She was a little afraid of this seemingly kind bird-beaked doctor. But she liked the thing in the hand of the scary bird-beaked doctor very much. It was like a child seeing a favorite toy, but the toy was held by a weird-looking uncle and was tempting him. Lu Xiao grabbed Lu Qian. "Go, Mr. Prison Doctor is not a bad person." Hearing Lu Xiao's words, Lu Qian was relieved. She flew towards the prison doctor carefully. The prison doctor didn't mind, and put the skirt back into the gift box, and then held the gift box in his hands. Lu Qian stretched out her little hand, grabbed the skirt and flew away in a hurry. Halfway through the flight, she remembered Lu Xiao's teachings. "Xie Xie..." After saying that, she grabbed the skirt and went into the castle without looking back. When she appeared again, she was already wearing the skirt.
With a joyful expression on her little face, she flew around the crowd several times. Like a show. Seeing that the little guy was satisfied, the prison doctor was relieved. Then he explained to Lu Xiao. "This skirt can change according to what Lu Qian wants." "And the size will also change with Lu Qian's body shape." "So don't worry that the little guy can't wear it when he grows up." Hearing this, Lu Xiao suddenly remembered something and asked hurriedly. "Oh, by the way, Mr. Prison Doctor." "When I saw the Creator before, His appearance kept changing." "What's the reason?" The prison doctor pinched his chin and explained. "Because the gentleman suffered from serious pollution." "He doesn't seem to be able to control his emotions." "His appearance is like this skirt made of His skin." "It can change with His thoughts or emotions." Lu Xiao pondered. "He appeared in four appearances in my eyes." Then Lu Xiao described the four appearances he saw. After listening to Lu Xiao's description, the prison doctor's voice was a little heavy. "It seems that the gentleman has some malice towards you." Hearing this, Lu Xiao was stunned. He already knew through the mirror that the Creator had malice towards him. But how did the prison doctor know? "Mr. Prison Doctor, you seem to know Him very well?" The prison doctor nodded. "I have seen another Creator in prison." "Of course, that one was more polluted."
"He is full of malice towards all living things." "And his appearance is just as you described." After hearing the prison doctor's words, Lu Xiao fell into deep thought. After a long time, he finally asked. "Is there more than one Creator?" The prison doctor nodded. "At least, I have seen two." On the other side, the doctor stood in front of the monitor, listening to the conversation of everyone and fell into deep thought. "Where does the Creator come from?" "What is the meaning of His existence?" The prison guards have always been concise in naming the objects in containment. Serial number 09 can be named the Creator, although it is contaminated. There must be a reason for that. But the information of this kind of high-level containment has always been mysterious. Just like Ivan, if he doesn't say it himself, the doctor can't do anything about him. The status of humans and them is inherently unequal. If an ant asks about the past of an elephant, will the elephant pay attention to it? Therefore, even if the doctor knows, it is not all. After all, that self will not give them a detailed self-introduction like Lu Xiao. And because of this contaminated characteristic, the doctor rarely deals with Him. As for research, there is no way to talk about it. And the reason why it is defined as S-level is because He has no intention of escaping containment. The rest of the S-class living containment objects basically have the same problem. Even the angel contained in A01, his information is incomplete. Fortunately, these S-class living containment objects have no intention of escaping from containment. The doctor has also thought about why these powerful creatures are willing to live in the containment center. He still hasn't figured out why this is happening. The monocle on the doctor's face reflects a faint light.
He raised his palm and looked into the bloodshot eye in his palm.