Genius Club
Lin Xian's English was very good.
"The Genius Club..."
He held the wax seal stamp between his fingers and walked to the window, allowing the sunlight to illuminate it, observing the deep red glow.
Within the red light, a sun with a hand, straight fingers pointing towards the sky, its broad and powerful back, as if the extended index finger was about to pierce through the scorching sun.
An indescribable eeriness.
An indescribable arrogance.
"This is probably their logo, their emblem."
Lin Xian held the wax seal stamp in his palm.
Since that time he touched the invitation, this was the first time Lin Xian had touched anything related to the Genius Club, bringing him closer to the club than ever before.
What did this symbol mean?
Lin Xian extended his right hand, palm facing himself, then clenched it into a fist before extending his index finger straight, pointing towards the sky.
It resembled a gesture a teacher might make to emphasize a point in class, yet there was an inexplicable sense of oppression. It was as if it exuded an invincible aura, commanding everything, making the whole world submit.
Lin Xian tucked the wax seal stamp into his inner jacket pocket.
It wasn't safe to keep such things at the company; it would be better to hide it at home.
But at the same time, he had a chilling thought:
"Since the sealing wax has fallen off the invitation, that means... Zhao Yingjun has already opened and read the invitation."
Lin Xian looked at the towering skyscrapers outside the window, lost in thought.
Zhao Yingjun had read the invitation...
What was her attitude?
Did she ignore it?
Was she considering it?
Or could it be...
[Has she already agreed to and officially joined the Genius Club?]
Lin Xian felt the temperature in the room drop.
If what Big Face Cat said was true...
Then the Genius Club was undoubtedly an evil organization.
What was Zhao Yingjun's purpose in joining?
What were her motives?
What would she do in the future?
Lin Xian shivered involuntarily...
But then he thought that this wasn't something he should be considering now.
All his negative impressions of the Genius Club came from Big Face Cat's account.
Considering Big Face Cat's profession and character...
It couldn't be determined if what he said was true.
"This matter should be put on hold until after verifying the authenticity of the dream."
Currently, the authenticity of the dream itself was unknown.
Big Face Cat's words were also uncertain.
Drawing conclusions now would be too hasty; it should be approached step by step, following the plan.
"The most important task at hand is to find a way to help Professor Xu Yun overcome the research difficulties and change the future!"
...
Lin Xian sat back in his chair and began to plan his next steps.
Based on his thoughts from last night.
The goal was clear -
In the dream, find some information or theories related to hibernation technology, then hand over these findings to Xu Yun.
He thought:
Although the scientific development level in the dream world was similar to that of 2022... after all, it was a future world 600 years ahead. In the field of hibernation, there should have been some breakthroughs, right?
Even if hibernation pods were still far from reality.
But in terms of theory and some small components or pre-existing technologies, could there be some breakthroughs?
Lin Xian was not knowledgeable in scientific research.
But he speculated that if he could find some useful literature or data, it might inspire and enlighten Xu Yun.
And these insights and inspirations might give Xu Yun a breakthrough, igniting a fire in the field of hibernation pod research, attracting attention from all over the world.
"If everything goes smoothly, I can also verify the authenticity of the dream and see if it causes a time-space butterfly effect."
Lin Xian lowered his head, closed his eyes, and pondered...
[If I really succeed in changing the future. What kind of time-space changes will the butterfly effect cause?]
[Firstly, there would be changes to Xu Yun's personal history.]
He would undoubtedly become the pioneer and leader in the field of hibernation research, his position in the scientific community equivalent to Prometheus stealing the fire from the gods.
A person like that would certainly leave a mark in history.
If everything went smoothly... he would soon see Xu Yun's name in the history books 600 years later.
[Secondly, there would be earth-shattering changes in the dream world.]
The stagnant technological level of 600 years in the same place had always been the biggest mystery to Lin Xian.
But if he really had the power to change the future world...
Then the early activation of hibernation technology by 600 years would inevitably cause a powerful time-space butterfly effect, completely changing the face of the future world.
What the specific changes to the future world's technological level would be, Lin Xian had no idea. But one thing was certain... it wouldn't remain in its current underdeveloped state.
...
If these two "changes in time and space" occurred as expected.
Then it would be enough to confirm his speculation, confirming that his dream was indeed a genuine future world!
Lin Xian twirled his pen, continuing to contemplate:
"Finding literature or papers on 'Hibernation Technology' shouldn't be difficult. If such things really exist in the dream world, they should be available in the library."
Lin Xian naturally knew the location of the library in the dream world.
He had passed by that magnificent building many times before.
Circular in shape, with twin-tower structures, it occupied a very large area, with wide and quiet surroundings, making it a landmark in the dream city.
The library closed very early every day, usually around five or six in the evening.
So it was unrealistic to go to the library to find books at night; the library was only open during the day.
"It seems that I can only dream during the day and enter the dream world during the day."
Lin Xian had verified the earliest time he could enter the dream world when he was very young -
At 12:42 noon.
Before this time, no matter how early he slept, he would have no dreams, resulting in very good sleep quality.
But at this time, he would immediately enter the dream world, standing in the familiar square.
From 12:42 noon to 00:42 in the early morning.
These twelve hours were the time Lin Xian could spend in the dream world every day. During other times, he couldn't dream at all.
...
Lin Xian went to his team member's office, arranged some work, and then asked for leave to go home.
On the way, Lin Xian had a simple lunch.
After a quick wash at home, he lay down on the bed, preparing to take a nap.
Glancing at the alarm clock on the bedside table, it showed 13:20.
"The library in the dream probably closes at around five or six in the afternoon. If I fall asleep now, I can spend a good four hours in the library, which is quite ample time."
He drew the curtains, darkening the bedroom.
Lin Xian crawled into bed and closed his eyes:
"Sleep, and off we go!"