Since it was still pitch black at four or five in the morning in winter, they smoothly witnessed all three of Xu Yun's experiments.
Because of this.
Their attitude towards Xu Yun was relatively friendly, although Kirchhoff had some communication difficulties due to his unfamiliarity with the language.
Once everything was ready.
Xu Yun directed his gaze towards the galvanized metal plate fixed on one side of the classroom, measuring 4x2 meters, and the generator light source more than ten meters away.
He then called over Wheat, handing him a note:
"Maxwell, please read what's written on it."
Wheat glanced at the note, and a blush immediately crept up his face:
"Do... do I really have to read this?"
"Go ahead and read it. It's not like it's something you'll say 'We'll speak more about this in the next chapter,' afraid that the readers will come after you?"
Xu Yun gave him a sideways glance and said:
