Genius Club-Chapter 586 - 18: The Real Invitation (Two-in-One Large Chapter)_3

But it existed in other indescribable and incomprehensible ways.

For example...

Right in front of him, what had just given him a fright...

The Mirror at 00:42.

"Space-Time Rift."

Lin Xian muttered the concept:

"Perhaps the existence and appearance of the Space-Time Rift are related to 00:42, this particular time. After all, the ultimate answer to the universe is 42; the time I travel through dreams and leave them is also 00:42; and so is the time related to Millennium Stakes."

"Thinking about it this way, the occurrence in the Mirror at 00:42, if thought of in connection with the Space-Time Rift, becomes not difficult to explain."

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With that thought...

Lin Xian couldn’t help but sigh with relief...

Thankfully.

Thankfully, theoretical science can explain it.

Never mind whether this theory is temporarily correct or not, at least it can prove that the situation just now wasn’t some kind of scary ghost story or supernatural event.

Human cognition is strange on this point.

Space travel, extreme sports, life-threatening experiences, and bloody fights with enemies... many people aren’t afraid of such things.

But when it comes to gods, demons, and monsters, it seems that no one, regardless of time or culture, is truly immune and always gets scared by various authentic and fictitious supernatural incidents.

"Forget it, let’s not think about this for now."

As long as he confirmed that he was still in a materialistic world, Lin Xian wasn’t so horrified and calmly accepted the Space-Time Rift theory:

"Let’s take a look at the invitation first. This time, the invitation, meticulously selected by Huang Que, is almost 100% confirmed to be real."

He lowered his head.

Looking at the red invitation lying face down on the washbasin, he reached out to pick it up.

The touch was completely different from that of the fake invitation.

This one felt exquisite and noble at the fingertips; the luxury cardstock was edged with velvety trim, comforting to the touch.

It seemed to be slightly heavier than the fake one, just a bit.

Lin Xian flipped over the invitation, looking at the front...

What first caught his eye was the familiar wax seal embossed with the Genius Club’s emblem and its name in English that he had come across several times before.

This time the seal looked thicker and darker than the previous fake one, as well as the one Jask had given him, for some reason.

Was it the lighting in the bathroom?

It seemed unlikely, the light in the bathroom was still very bright.

Maybe because this was the real deal? The seal that Huang Que and Jask created was more like their own handicraft, nowhere near as sophisticated, classic, and aged as this one.

Picking up the seal between his thumb and forefinger, Lin Xian lifted it gently, and just like that, he opened the long-anticipated invite that was hard to come by!

"Phew..."

Lin Xian couldn’t help but exhale deeply.

He felt an inexplicable sense of gravity and ceremony.

He flicked his index finger, turning the page of the invitation over completely to look at the content inside—

"Huh?"

He blinked in disbelief:

"It’s empty?"

He checked the edges; indeed, there was only this single barren page.

But why was there not a single word, not even a symbol or a pattern!

Lin Xian looked again, changing the angle.

Still nothing.

The cardstock of this invitation was of very high quality and extremely fine, with some decorative, shallow lines visible on the paper, making it look quite beautiful and grand.

But...

A normal invitation should at least have the most basic information—invitee’s name, courtesy forms, invitation details, and the time and place of the event, right?

What did it mean to directly give him a blank invitation?

Even if you take a step back.

If the invitation was non-negotiable, first come first served, then shouldn’t it at least indicate the time and place of the meeting?

"Could they have forgotten to print it? How unreliable are these geniuses!"

Lin Xian was speechless.

What was all this fuss about?

An invitation had already been sent out; was there still a need to play riddles? The Genius Club’s scale seemed too small, and its prestige too low, right? It felt like something from an adventure team for kids... Did he have to crack some sort of blank code himself?

"It can’t be this endless."

Lin Xian shook his head.

Suddenly, he thought of something...

The invitation he held was given to him by his reflection in the Mirror.

How did the other members of the Genius Club receive theirs?

Was it also through the Mirror?

Was it that their future selves from some time-space domain gave the invitations to their past selves via the Mirror?

Given the mystique and time-space associations of the Genius Club, this guess might not be far off.

Lin Xian had long been convinced.

That an invitation from the Genius Club wouldn’t be easily obtained, and surely wouldn’t be sent by courier or a messenger like a regular invitation card.

That would indeed be a bit low, not matching the mystery and power of the Genius Club.

But now!

Lin Xian felt that the method of receiving the invitation through the Mirror, sent by one’s future self, was actually too advanced!

"Very genius."

Lin Xian acknowledged:

"But also very abstract. Every member of the Genius Club must have a strong and healthy heart, otherwise they’d have been scared to death by that Mirror ordeal."

However...

This too was baseless speculation on his part.

Perhaps each member received their invitation in a different way; it’s possible that only he was special; or maybe, his invitation was a cheat obtained by Huang Que for him... explaining why the method of acquisition was so odd.

Because Lin Xian knew himself well.

Compared to Huang Que, Copernicus, Jask, or Kevin Walker, he did not qualify to join the Genius Club or to have this invitation in his hands.