Isn’t he still alive and well?!

I have to admit that some people are really talented.

"Yeah?"

Luden sneered and said,

"I heard that this thing will affect the length and frequency of communication between men and women. Oh, by the way, it will also make the place smaller."

After finishing speaking, Luden did not forget to add,

"I don't care what it says in ancient books."

The elders were excited.

This is almost one of the few joys in their lives!

"Really or not?"

"No wonder, no wonder, it's Nuan Shi's fault!"

"Fuck! I said how could I..."

"Shut up, you are so young!"

"...."

After settling the matter with the Senate, Luden's allies had objections.

"Are these warm stones worthless?"

Pang quit.

He spent so much effort and actively pursued the orcs to snatch these warm stones.

If it is worthless, what will happen to his military achievements and what will happen to his dead brothers?

Warm stones are a very important part of Pang's loot!

Pang Ge shouted with red eyes,

"Luden, I believe you, you can definitely do something with this thing!"

Luden fell silent.

According to the tips of the wise eye, if you are 5 meters away from the nuclear waste, the damage will be very low...

Nuclear radiation also requires basic physics.

Luden pondered for a moment and came up with a compromise solution.

"The Palace of Greed will pay for these trophies. As for how to use them...you don't have to worry about it."

Soon, Luden persuaded Justice Gu Ruide to buy these dangerous warm stones.

Then, Ludeng asked the mine to make a batch of iron rods, 7 meters long...

Inlay the warm stone on the top of the iron pole, then stand the iron pole up...

A magical nuclear waste lamp was born!

Looking at his results, Luden nodded with satisfaction,

"Put it next to the roadside for lighting at night."

This thing is much more convenient than a torch or something!

It was precisely because of the excellent lighting effect that Luden persuaded Justice Gu Ruide to pay for these warm stones.

That night.

"Mr. Luden, Mr. Luden!"

A Wu ran back to the small building, not even having time to brush the snow off his hair, and said excitedly,

"A lot of people gathered under that lamp..."

Obviously, Awu highly respected any of Mr. Luden's actions.

Seeing people supporting Mr. Ludden, Awu was even more happy, sincerely happy.

"oh?"

Luden walked to the window, stretched out his head, and looked out the window.

There were indeed a lot of people gathered under the warm stone lamp.

Everyone gathered under the iron pole, looked up and felt the hard-won light, and were filled with emotion.

One scholar said excitedly,

"Thank you, Mr. Ludden, for bringing us such a thing. From now on, there is no need to fear the darkness!"

"Praise Mr. Ludden!"

Someone asked,

"What would be a good name for this thing?"

Yes, what's your name?

Generally speaking, the person who invented such a thing has the right to name it.

In the crowd, a clear and lively female voice sounded, overwhelming other voices.

"How about calling it a street light?"

People repeated, "Streetlight?"

This name sounds somewhat similar to Mr. Ludden.

How can they be so similar?

"Yes, street lights."

There was a smile on the corner of the woman's mouth, her narrow eyes were like crescent moons, and she didn't have any bad intentions.

What evil intentions can the Queen have?

She said from the bottom of her heart,

"I think Mr. Ludden will like the name Street Lamp."

There are two famous paintings handed down from generation to generation in Qiyun Kingdom:

The first famous painting handed down from generation to generation is called: "Mr. Luden and Street Lamp"

That was the scene when Mr. Luden invented the street lamp, and he brought light to the Qiyun Kingdom.

This is a great invention!

From that day on, all factories operate 24 hours a day, and there is no need to worry about darkness anymore.

What a memorable moment. Hundreds of court painters painted for Mr. Ludden, and the Queen burned 102 of them.

She only kept the picture of Luden who was the most handsome.

The second famous painting handed down from generation to generation is called: "Street Lamp and Mr. Ludden"

In accordance with Mr. Ludden's wishes, his body was hung from a street lamp.

The Queen has always respected Mr. Ludden's wishes.

This painting was created by an unknown street painter, who couldn't even explain why he painted it.

He just felt that this was an important moment and needed some witness.

It was a terrible painting. The artist was as good as a failed art student. The composition, lines, characters... were all a mess.

But the Queen still remembers Mr. Ludden's expression in that painting.

That is the only real moment captured by the artist's brushstrokes.

Mr. Luden wore a smile, an unchanging smile that made people creepy, scream, collapse, despair, and incomprehensible.

It seems that no matter what situation he faces, this man can always be so calm, so elegant, and so...evil.

Just like Mr. Luden in the small building at this time.

He listened to the sound coming from the window, a slight smile appeared on his face, and he said softly,

"Street light?"
Chapter completed!