I froze with the phone in my hand.
Only a few seconds passed at most.
Static flickered across the screen, and glitches began erasing the messages.
They vanished in rapid succession until even the conversation with Reporter Sagong Yeon disappeared.
After staring at the empty screen, I hurriedly took out the phone Samra had given me.
I nearly asked him at once whether he knew Reporter Sagong Yeon of Day News, but paused.
There was no chance Samra had not searched my phone.
From the moment I was first dragged into the Trial Response Agency, Samra had already combed through and possessed every piece of information about me.
If he had seen Sagong Yeon’s messages, he would certainly have investigated them.
The fact that he had never mentioned them meant that Samra had failed to perceive them.
Every piece of electronic data on Earth effectively belonged to Samra.
For him to miss messages transmitted through a communications network was absurd.
There was a strong possibility that this involved an Outer God, like the Developer Samra was currently tracking.
‘Is Reporter Sagong Yeon of Day News connected to an Outer God too?’
The use of the title Lamb left no other answer.
The back of my neck chilled.
My retirement had coincided with the arrival of Trial meteorites on Earth.
But Sagong Yeon had begun contacting me immediately after I retired.
There was a strong chance that the reporter had known about me even earlier.
That meant an Outer God had been watching Earth—and me—before Trial meteorites ever fell.
Since when?
And why me of all people?
My mind seemed to tangle violently in confusion.
‘I need to tell Samra first.’
It might help him track…