Recalling the eerie manner in which he had received the invitation alongside the space-time rift and the jumbled events of 00:42, everything fused into one chaotic blend.
Lin Xian increasingly felt that the Genius Club might be far more formidable than he had imagined.
They had even figured out the space-time coordinates.
Thus, the act of sending an invitation through the mirror and through a space-time rift might not be out of the ordinary.
Lin Xian turned off his phone's browser.
He wouldn't waste this one and only chance, his single thread of hope to join the Genius Club.
He had only one chance to experiment.
Therefore, he wouldn't attempt it lightly until he was absolutely certain of what space-time coordinates were.
"I need to consult with a professional."
Holding the golden badge, Lin Xian spoke softly.
...
The next day.
East Sea University, Rhein United Laboratory.
"Liu Feng, what exactly are space-time coordinates, and how do you understand them?"
