On the open ground.
Once he came to his senses.
Faraday withdrew his gaze.
He took a deep breath, turned around, looked at Xu Yun, and asked:
"Luo Feng, do you know if Mr. Feiyu has ever conducted in-depth research or reached any conclusions about the photoelectric effect?"
Xu Yun shook his head, his face appropriately showing a trace of bitterness:
"I'm afraid not, Mr. Faraday."
"When Ancestor Feiyu observed the photoelectric effect phenomenon, he was already in his twilight years. His energy was depleted, so he didn't have the ability to analyze this phenomenon further."
"Because of this, we descendants have always tried to pursue theoretical research, but unfortunately, we've never produced anything substantial."
Faraday paused, a regretful look flashed in his eyes, and he sighed:
"That really is a pity..."
Xu Yun laughed it off, waved his hand, and explained:
