Chapter 534: Zhang 251: Chaos, Chaos, the Entire 19th Century is in Turmoil! (7.4K)_2

Just like when the Rabbit made stealth coating for fighter jets back in the day, watching the B2 across the sea fly without the paint chipping, they thought the others had some kind of black technology.

So, the Rabbits clenched their teeth and initiated a project, aiming to chase after that unknown technology day and night.

In the end, years later, the Rabbits found out the reason why the B2 didn’t peel was because it was constantly being re-coated...

Then, the Rabbits were dumbfounded looking at the few machines in their own warehouse:

So what the hell did I actually make...

In summary.

This ether thing is really wicked; even in the 21st century, there’s still a large group of people who believe in its existence, including several Nobel Prize winners.

Back to the original topic.

The story of Huygens has already been introduced earlier, so there’s no need to elaborate here. (Modern optics starts at the beginning of Chapter 210, copying it here would just be adding empty words, so feel free to check back there, add this part to Chapter 210, and you’ve pretty much got the entire history of the development of optics. If interested, keep an eye on it.)

But in this current timeline.

Influenced by Xu Yun, Little Niu is no longer as headstrong as before, and promptly corrected his erroneous theory.

This also led to the situation in the field of optics described by Angus Roman:

The wave-particle duality theory of light is taking the lead, but there isn’t much core evidence for the particle theory.

This is like two sacred lands in a fantasy novel, with one having an emperor in contemporary times, whose imperial power is unmatched.

Although the other sacred land has similarly strong capabilities, it lacks the battle power of an emperor and can only rely on the Emperor’s Artifact left by ancestors to barely contend with the opponent.

Therefore, Angus Roman was playing this kind of game:

You claim that Fat Fish left records, well then, show some evidence that can refute the wave theory.

And with Angus Roman’s words, the atmosphere at the scene suddenly became a bit strange.

In all fairness.

The demands of Angus Roman are undoubtedly a bit demanding, but his trick was too clever.

A series of reasonable arguments put Xu Yun in a position where he had no choice but to respond, at least in this public setting.

Of course.

The word ’embarrassing’ is the definition given by Angus Roman and other bystanders, as for Xu Yun....

At this time, his cheeks are slightly puffed, his molars biting the flesh of the inner wall of his tongue, trying not to laugh out loud.

Honestly speaking.

He really wanted to rush offstage to hug this Senior Luo Man with gratitude.

Although the opponent’s goal was to undermine him, unintentionally, they actually helped him a lot...

No exaggeration to say.

This is a help that might even determine the direction of the dungeon’s score!

Tears in my eyes.jpg.

And just as Xu Yun was holding back laughter, he suddenly heard a whisper beside him:

"Luo Feng, how about it, can you do it?"

Xu Yun turned his head and found William Whewell looking at him.

Obviously.

Although his first correct answer couldn’t wholly convince others that he was a descendant of Fat Fish.

It significantly boosted his credibility in William Whewell’s eyes.

Seeing this, Xu Yun pondered for a moment, quickly glanced at the scene, and nodded slightly to William Whewell:

"Dean Huai Wei, my ancestor indeed left related records, and I remember them."

William Whewell’s pupils suddenly contracted, and he had a faint premonition in his heart that something big was about to happen.

If Xu Yun is just empty boasting that’s fine, but if what he says is true...

If he could easily produce a theory that refutes the wave concept, he must have deep knowledge in physics, why couldn’t he even get an elementary diploma?

Was it really lost?

Thoughts were spinning.

William Whewell recalled Xu Yun’s first answer.

With the boost from this answer, his confidence in Xu Yun’s identity was about sixty-five percent now...

This clearly wasn’t a percentage he could bet on with confidence.

But.....

William Whewell swiftly scanned the audience, his gaze sweeping over a number of professors sitting upright.

Purim charged in aggressively today, this old hand would only act with a decisive set of actions if he did.

He could guarantee.

Among the professors in the audience, some must have been bribed by Purim.

If Xu Yun couldn’t withstand the pressure, someone would undoubtedly stand up next to attack using their seniority.

At that time, the point of contention would no longer be Xu Yun but himself.....

Thinking of this.

William Whewell took a deep breath, and a decisiveness flashed in his eyes.

He turned his head and said to Xu Yun:

"Luo Feng, tell me, how should I cooperate with you?"

"In the current situation... I hope you have some idea."

Xu Yun nodded, leaned closer to William Whewell, and whispered a few words in a voice that the readers could hear:

"Mr. Dean, I need a flashlight, an electrolytic cell, a selenium cylinder, three convex lenses, a half-reflective half-transparent mirror, a rotating mirror, and..."

"Additionally, I also need an area of one meter wide, with a straight length of not less than five kilometers, and the experiment should wait till night to be conducted."

William Whewell ignored the noisy scene, quietly standing on the stage listening to Xu Yun.

Then looked at the young man, swiftly stepped down from the stage, and said something to Prince Albert.

Prince Albert was slightly taken aback, but nodded nonetheless.

Upon finishing, William Whewell bowed to him and left the scene.