Lin Xian scratched his head.
He took particular notice of the phrase in the middle of the third rule—
[In accordance with the traditions of the club].
It was not hard to understand.
"It seems my earlier guess was correct. In the earliest days, last century, when the Genius Club met, they certainly used offline meetings, so every member had to wear Masks for privacy and safety."
"Now, although we've entered the digital age, the traditions must not be lost, alright... What a strange and stubborn sense of ritual."
Lin Xian figured it out.
Whatever Masks don't matter, it's actually about respecting traditions and formalities... After so long, everyone must have gotten used to it, so naturally, they brought this tradition into the digital age.
Therefore, the Masks now required must not be physical ones, but an additional virtual Masks on the face of the online avatar.
"However..."
Lin Xian thought prudently:
