The administrators had basically concluded that Caelan was certain to lose.
And yet, at this moment, Caelan was still sunk deep in thought.
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck him.
If there was any way to resolve his current predicament, then there was only one possibility: he had to find the genius from his deduction.
As long as he could make contact with that genius, every problem could be solved.
Caelan's eyes lit up slightly, and his gaze turned toward the dialogue box before him.
[You attempted to communicate with the future, hoping to establish contact with the genius from your deduction.]
[After relentless effort, you finally found the other party and explained your situation, seeking his help.]
[You were rejected by the genius from the deduction, because the other party believed there was no need to help you. He also firmly believed that your affairs had absolutely nothing to do with him.]
Caelan frowned.
