Lin Xian's mind was in turmoil.
He was absolutely certain that he had never heard of the "Genius Club" in reality, let alone knowing about the club's invitation.
It was only yesterday in his dream that he first heard the name from Big Face Cat.
He had thought that this whole series of things were just his imagination running wild, fabricated in his dreams.
But how did it... just appear in reality like that?
This feeling made him very uneasy, as if everything was a prearranged plot, and he was just a puppet on the stage.
"No, I must figure this out."
...
Back in his office, Lin Xian closed the door and began to sort out his thoughts.
Everything started from seeing Big Face Cat in his dream yesterday.
All the information about the Genius Club came from Big Face Cat, such as how it was extremely mysterious, hidden in history, leaving no trace...
Lin Xian closed his eyes, recalling the information about the Genius Club that Big Face Cat had mentioned:
The Genius Club killed Big Face Cat's father and daughter, with the main target being Big Face Cat's father, a well-known mathematician who had won the Fields Medal.
The Genius Club was very mysterious. Even after many years of investigation, Big Face Cat still didn't understand its composition, members, purpose, or location, almost like knowing nothing at all.
There were rumors that only the top tycoons, the most extreme geniuses, the most powerful figures... could receive an invitation from this club.
...
That's all there was.
Just these.
All this information came from Big Face Cat's mouth, based on his many years of investigation, and its authenticity was unknown.
Based on the currently available information, the Genius Club seemed to be a very high-end, extremely mysterious, and powerful criminal organization.
Whether it was criminal or not was another matter, but from their premeditated murder, they were definitely not righteous characters.
If we delve deeper into consideration, considering that Big Face Cat's father was a Fields Medalist...
Could it be that the Genius Club is an organization specialized in hunting geniuses?
Although this conclusion seemed far-fetched.
But from the analysis of the available information, it seemed like the only possibility.
It is well known that the highest award in the scientific field is the Nobel Prize. However, due to historical reasons, there is no mathematics category in Nobel's will, so there is no mathematics prize in the Nobel Prize.
In contrast, the highest award in the field of mathematics is this Fields Medal, which can be called the Nobel Prize of mathematics.
Mathematics is the foundation of modern science, and anyone who can win this award can undoubtedly be called a genius.
However, when thinking about this, a contradiction arose.
Lin Xian pondered while spinning in his chair:
"Big Face Cat said that the Genius Club would send invitations to those extreme geniuses."
"So what is the attitude of this club towards geniuses? How can they both send invitations to join and run over them with a truck?"
It's incomprehensible.
"And... there's another even more contradictory point."
Lin Xian frowned, feeling his thoughts becoming increasingly confused.
If Big Face Cat's information was correct.
That is to say, only the top tycoons, the most extreme geniuses, the most powerful figures... could receive an invitation from the Genius Club.
So, what's the deal with Zhao Yingjun's invitation?
Although Zhao Yingjun is young and promising, the difference between her and the top tycoons, the most extreme geniuses, the most powerful figures... is obviously not small, right?
The entire Donghai City, even Chu Shanhe, could not be considered as world-class figures, let alone Zhao Yingjun?
So...
Zhao Yingjun didn't have the qualifications to receive an invitation!
But in reality, she took away the invitation right in front of him.
This is too contradictory!
Lin Xian scratched his head, feeling like he had two big heads.
It felt like he was trapped in a dead end of contradictions and logic.
Contradiction.
Contradiction. Contradiction.
Whether in reality or in dreams, all the information about the Genius Club was full of contradictions!
"No, these contradictions are actually not important."
Lin Xian opened his eyes.
"The information that Big Face Cat mentioned is just a figment of my dream, and it's hard to say whether it's true or not."
"Moreover, Big Face Cat is extremely cunning, and there's the possibility that he lied to me or deceived me."
"Now the most crucial, most central, and most urgent question is only one—"
"Why would things fabricated in dreams become real in reality?"
...
This question was what Lin Xian was most worried about, almost describing it as a paranormal event.
Lin Xian picked up the phone and dialed Gao Yang's number.
"Hello?"
"Gao Yang, something's wrong."
"What have you done again, bro? Don't tell me it's your broken dreams again?"
The other end of the phone was noisy, like a marketplace, with Gao Yang shouting loudly:
"Didn't I tell you last time! Things in dreams are all fake! They're all fabricated by the subconscious mind! As long as things from dreams don't appear in reality! It's not a big deal!"
"You, you jinx, stop talking."
Lin Xian rubbed his temples and sighed:
"You really hit the nail on the head!"
It was very noisy on Gao Yang's end, and upon careful listening, it sounded like bargaining between customers and salesmen.
It seemed that Gao Yang was in a 4S shop, probably selling cars.
"I'm busy now, I'll come to your place to talk in detail tonight!"
After saying this, Gao Yang hastily hung up the phone.
...
Throughout the day, Lin Xian sat at his desk, pensively.
He was very curious.
What kind of organization is the Genius Club?
Although all of this was fictional in his dream, Lin Xian couldn't help but be curious.
Moreover.
The invitation to the Genius Club in Zhao Yingjun's hands, and what Big Face Cat said about the Genius Club in the dream, are they related? Are they the same thing?
If this needs to be verified.
The most efficient way is to directly see what's written on the invitation Zhao Yingjun received, and the truth will naturally become clear.
But unfortunately, at the moment...
He probably won't have a chance to see that invitation again.
When he entered Zhao Yingjun's office in the morning, Lin Xian just happened to see her putting the invitation into the drawer.
Zhao Yingjun's office has two password locks, and Lin Xian is not a real expert in passwords, so it's absolutely impossible for him to sneak in.
If it were in a dream, he would have a thousand ways to enter Zhao Yingjun's office... he could even use C4 to blast his way in.
But this is the real world, and he has to consider the consequences.
"What other way is there to see that invitation?"
Lin Xian pondered.
No clue.