"Huh?"
The scrawny man froze for a moment: "I... I don't know..."
"You've been out collecting intelligence all these days, and you can't even handle such a trivial matter?"
Hearing the chill laced in Saiyakula's tone, the scrawny man shivered: "I... I've never heard of the Creator Project. It must be a top-level secret of the Church of Truth. How could the drunks in the city possibly know about it?"
"Then why are you still sitting here? Get out there and find it!"
"...Yes!"
The scrawny man grabbed his coat and hurried out the door with quick steps. Even the fresh air on the street could not ease the anxiety in his heart. Adjusting his hat, he walked forward gloomily.
"Hey, did you read the newspaper? What's this Creator Project that the Church is working on lately?"
"Creator Project? What's that supposed to be?"