Genius Club

Chapter 1041: Chapter 1 No.9

Counting the old man standing on the steps wearing the Einstein mask;

Four people on the left chair;

And three people on the right chair;

Eight people in total, all staring at Lin Xian without wavering.

Lin Xian was panicking a bit.

It’s not that he’s stage fright, nor is he afraid…

But rather!

What’s the deal!

Did you all agree to bully the newcomer?

Why are all eight of you so tacitly wearing masks of scientists, mathematicians, artists, or passed geniuses and celebrities…

Why didn’t you explain it beforehand!

If it had been explained, why would I need to wear a child’s toy [Rhine Cat Mask] to the gathering?

He too has scientists and artists that he greatly admires.

If it had been agreed in advance to wear these people’s masks, he would also have had many options.

But now…

The situation is really too awkward.

In such a serious and solemn occasion, they’re the ones who seem like the Genius Club, while I… appear like the ludicrous bandit Big Face Cat, wearing a cartoon mask to the gathering carelessly.

How is this different from shitting in the street?

For a moment, Lin Xian considered exiting the VR program to start over.

Only then did he remember.

At the beginning, in the mask-setting phase, one could scan a physical object, or provide a network image… then the system would generate the corresponding mask according to the image.

The masks of these eight members, needless to say, were all generated from network images.

Lifelike.

Very exquisite.

But these aren’t the point…

Although Lin Xian still maintained his forward pace, his mind was racing.

He had never imagined.

That the first challenge after joining the Genius Club would be how to explain this ridiculous mask on his face!

Sure enough.

After a silence as chilling as an ice cave at the scene…

Pffft.

It was the woman wearing the [Da Vinci] mask who couldn’t help it first, bursting out laughing:

“Ha ha ha Rhein, Rhein Cat… what were you thinking! How come you ayo, my stomach hurts from laughing… how come, how come you wore a cartoon mask to the gathering?”

The woman laughed heartily, as if she had never seen such a funny scene before.

The young man next to her, wearing the [Newton] mask, recovered from his stiffness, letting out a chuckle:

“My friend, was it intentional or an accident? From the painting ‘The Sorrowful Einstein’… can’t you understand the meaning of masks?”

On the left.

The thin man wearing the [Gauss] mask slowly straightened up, saying slowly:

“Genius, this is… the real… unique…”

His speech was so slow that he was interrupted by the middle-aged man on his left.

The middle-aged man, wearing the [Galileo] mask, had a deep, steady voice:

“This kind of ludicrous and foolish show-off is disrespecting the Genius Club! It’s insulting to every member present!”

“No no no.”

Across, the man with the [Tesla] mask, let out a familiar laugh:

“Just as Gauss said, this is real genius behavior!”

With that said.

[Tesla] enthusiastically broke into applause:

“Well done, I really like you!”

“Your cartoon cat mask successfully turned all these pretentious folks present into ridiculous clowns!”

“What do you say? Shall we take this as an opportunity to do away with the mask tradition? I’ve long since not wanted to wear masks to meetings anyway since you all know who I am.”

The thin man with the [Gauss] mask nodded his head, saying slowly:

“Indeed…”

“His casual choice of mask… it makes us… who are serious and earnest… instead seem more…”

His speech being too slow, once again he was interrupted by the young man wearing the [Newton] mask:

“Oh~I can see now, as you come closer, that it’s the Rhine Cat mask! Every time I take my grandchildren to the park, there are always lots of kids frolicking with this cat toy.”

“Ah.”

Beside him, the woman wearing the [Da Vinci] mask sighed:

“Newton, can’t you consider adjusting your virtual image? Although I understand you might be senile as an old person, with your intellect, you shouldn’t find manipulating VR imagery too difficult, right?”

“Your system-default young man appearance, along with your daily talk about granddaughters and grandsons, with an air of being old and decrepit… it’s really discordant, don’t you see?”

“Heh heh.”

[Newton] chuckled, turning to look at [Da Vinci]:

“You’re one to talk, aren’t you, Miss Da Vinci? Decades ago, when we met offline, you wore this mask and this beautiful figure; don’t tell me now at your grandmotherly age… you still are an ageless witch, eh?”

“If you’re willing to alter your virtual image to look like an old grandma, I wouldn’t mind changing mine to look like an old grandpa. Okay, I’ll tell you the truth, I’ve tried changing the image, but the feature isn’t available.”

“There was a time you didn’t attend the gathering, and I had brought this up to Turing. He created this whole network system, VR images, and meeting mode; I asked him why he didn’t provide the feature to modify the image.”

“Turing explained a bunch from a professional standpoint, claiming it involves our identity verification, namely that golden badge embossed with the Genius Club emblem… From the first time we used it to connect to the network, there were continual data records and refinements to our identity verification information, such as voiceprints, habits, facial features.”

“This way, every time we use the golden badge to connect to the network, the verification information recorded on the server will verify the login user to determine if it’s the rightful user… Anyway, Turing gave me a whole spiel then, just to tell me that this feature can’t be changed, that changing it would cause bugs, saying that if a program can run perfectly, it’s best not to adjust it.”