Chapter 606: The Electricity Stealing Four (Part 1)
"No, I haven't figured it out yet." Bruce turned his head away from Schiller, but Schiller didn't look at him either. Instead, he said to himself, "Well, if you have figured it out, then I think this energy has a place to go."
Bruce stared at Schiller, and Schiller stared at Bruce. The two stared at each other for a minute, and finally Schiller spoke first: "Listen, Bruce, I will tolerate your poor grades because you are quite good at scientific research. If you don't even have this advantage, I will have to go to your housekeeper to talk about your academic performance..."
Bruce coughed twice, turned around and said, "Wait for me, I'll go back and get it now."
While waiting for Bruce to take the Ark reactor core he made, Schiller was not idle either. The old nun taught the children to sing on it, and Schiller waited on the roof to catch owls.
After singing two songs, the accumulated energy was already quite a lot. Although it still couldn't be compared with the magic energy obtained from Marvel, it was easier to obtain and almost effortless.
Although Schiller got so much energy in Marvel, he also spent a lot of energy. Just the incident of Nar serving food included many layers of calculations. Not only did he have to get enough resources for himself, but he also had to feed everyone from top to bottom to improve the overall strength of the earth. This required a lot of brainpower calculations.
In comparison, eating these dark owls is too simple. While they are singing, they squat on the roof and eat as much as they come.
These things will not resist, and they are pure energy creatures, and they don’t even need to be digested. If the chaotic energy sent by Nar is cobblestone fried meat, then these energies are delicious porridge.
As he ate, Schiller began to suspect that these energies seemed to have been extracted and refined in advance by someone.
Schiller, who had read the comics, knew that the Dark Owl Priest was backed by the Dark Dragon Barbatos, but Schiller did not believe that Barbatos' energy would be so gentle. Obviously, this group of Dark Owl Priests, who were humans, had been transformed in order to allow these energies to act on the human body, and as a result, all of this benefited Schiller.
Thinking this way, Schiller had other ideas.
In Marvel, the energy obtained from Knull could not be used directly by humans, otherwise, Schiller would also want to create a magic Spider-Man, a magic Hulk, and the like.
But unfortunately, without the innate energy affinity attribute, such energy cannot be used, and the usable meat cannot be found from many pebbles. This is something that only the mages of Kamar-Taj or the cosmic demons can do.
Stark used the Ark Reactor to allow the magic energy to act on himself, but he could not do wholesale and install an Ark Reactor on everyone.
The cost of doing so is too high, and the gains are too small. Spider-Man and the Hulk essentially don't need to use any extra energy to improve themselves. If they have it, it's better. If they don't, they don't need to spend so much energy to get it.
However, these abilities refined and extracted by the Dark Owl Priest seem to be adapted to the weak human body, and may not only be human bodies, but also specially supplied to children.
Even the weaker individuals among humans can adapt to this power and even coexist with them. If this power is instrumentalized, can every ordinary person use it?
Take the simplest example. Gotham's logistics industry has developed with twists and turns. Originally, the industrial system of logistics transfer stations was relatively healthy. However, natural disasters and man-made disasters continued, and there was no smooth time. But if the strongest black technology teleportation array for logistics is created, then no matter it rains, snows, or natural disasters and man-made disasters, it will not affect the delivery of truck drivers.
Thinking about it, Schiller also felt that his idea was too pragmatic. He got such an energy and thought about how to develop the logistics industry.
But this is not without reason. As I said before, if anyone can use the portal at any time, what problems are difficult to solve?
In Marvel, the context of this sentence may only be for superheroes. Ordinary people may be in danger when using the portal, but if this energy is more popular and ordinary humans can use the portal, then wouldn’t the development of earth’s technology be accelerated?
Schiller stood on the roof while waiting for Bruce to think about these problems. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this plan was very good, but the more he thought about this plan, the more he disliked this pile of owls.
Now, these children below can attract about 20 to 30 owls when they sing a song, basically one for each person, and sometimes there will be fewer. It takes about three minutes to sing a complete song, that is, about 10 owls per minute.
However, these owls are the same size as owls in reality. They are so big that they don’t have much energy. Although the speed and number of them are okay, compared with the plan Schiller is thinking about, they seem too few.
One of the characteristics of the human race is that they have an inexplicable yearning for scale, automation and assembly line operations. There are even games specifically designed to satisfy players' desire to continuously expand production lines and increase production capacity.
In Schiller's view, now, the children sing below and catch owls above, which is no different from primitive fishing and hunting. If you want to enter the modern era, you must first standardize it, and then further reduce costs, shorten production time, and improve production efficiency.
Schiller simply did not stay on the roof. He flashed back to the room underground and began to study with others how to improve the collection efficiency of the dark owl's energy.
After briefly talking about his ideas, Constantine was astonished by Schiller. He looked at Schiller and said, "You mean, you want to extract this energy on a large scale, just like humans extract oil?"
"Yes, you see this energy has so many advantages. In addition to being out of our control, it is simply a perfect energy source."
"Wait a minute, this is not magic at all. We can't... I mean... you have to have a little awe. This is not oil."
"If he had awe, the green light energy at the Green Lantern Corps headquarters would not be in short supply until now." Hal leaned against the wall with his arms folded, saying disdainfully.
"There is no difference between green light energy and the dark energy of this dark owl. They are just a kind of energy. Let's put aside the damn mysticism. We are pragmatists." Schiller said.
Looking at Constantine's expression, Hal could understand his current mentality very well. When Schiller cheated the green light energy, he was in the same mood.
But I have to admit that watching the magical energy that I once worshipped as a god being pumped out like oil and then stored in containers can really eliminate the useless awe.
The greatest fear of mankind comes from the unknown, and when something can be collected and used by them, this fear will no longer exist, or in other words, the original fear will be transformed into another more powerful energy, that is greed.
And obviously, Constantine is also a greedy person.
If anyone says that Constantine is a law-abiding magician, then the countless demons in hell who have lost their pants because of him really have something to say.
His moral bottom line was much lower than Hal's, so he briefly condemned for a second, and immediately approached with great interest and asked: "What are you going to do? Can you give me 20% of the energy you extracted... No, 10% is fine, I will do my best to help you."
Schiller glanced at him and said, "That's what you said."
"Don't worry, Constantine keeps his word."
Schiller didn't say anything else, but stood there and closed his eyes, then said: "Wait a minute, I'll find a professional."
He paused for a second, and when he opened his eyes again, his expression didn't change much, but his eyes flashed with a different light. He raised his head and looked at the sky where the owl was circling through the spiritual world, as if he was looking at a mouth-watering meal.
"First, we have to solve the first problem." Schiller led Constantine and Hal out of the room and came to the surface of the cathedral. Standing at the intersection leading to the living room and looking at the singing children, he continued:
"A song takes too long. It takes 3 minutes to sing it. Sometimes it is not complete and needs to stop in the middle. It takes an average of 5 minutes to attract a wave of owls. This speed is definitely not acceptable."
Hal thought for a while and said, "No, it didn't take so long when I saw Elsa singing in Wayne Manor before? Maybe she only sang three or four sentences?"
"What is the principle of this kind of ballad that can attract special energy?" Schiller looked at Constantine and asked.
"It's hard to say. It may be some special words bound to the concept of mysticism, or it may be a special tune, or even a spell composed of words and tunes." Constantine replied.
Although his answer seemed to be nothing, mysticism is indeed like this. There are many means to achieve a result, and there are all kinds of strange ways.
"It's okay, we can try it out." Schiller walked up and nodded to Father Daniel. The priest extended a hand, and the nun stopped. She turned to the children and said, "Take a break, sit down, and the owner of the restaurant will come to prepare lunch for you."
When the children heard that they would have lunch during class, they chattered excitedly and discussed which restaurant owner it would be and what delicious food it would be.
Schiller and the other two got together with the old priest and the nun to discuss. Daniel knew about the owl, so he supported Schiller's plan. Only by pulling out this group of people and completely eliminating them could the children of Gotham be protected.
Hearing that Schiller wanted to test the principle of nursery rhymes, they worked out a plan together. After a while, the nun organized the children again and said to them, "Now, let's divide them into two groups, the lyrics group and the melody group. The lyrics group is responsible for learning the lyrics, and the melody group will learn the melody first."
"The lyrics group is divided into 4 groups, each person learns 3 sentences, and the melody group is the same, each person writes two bars. Come, next, listen to my arrangement, starting from the middle line of my finger, the left is the lyrics group, the right is the melody group..."
The nun organized and divided the children into different groups, and then began to teach them separately. Each child had a corresponding lyric or melody. After teaching for a long time, they began to sing their part one by one.
Sure enough, after conducting such an experiment, some things were exposed. In such a complex song, not every lyric and melody are useful. Most of them are just a trick to cover up the really useful lyrics and melody.
Among the several groups that were divided, several groups immediately attracted owls when they sang their lyrics, while other groups did not respond no matter how many times they sang.
Constantine stood in front of the choir, stroking his chin and saying, "I guess human language is just a cover. It may be that the pronunciation of the lyrics, plus the rhythm of the melody, constitutes certain syllables that just become spells. Many summoning spells I know are like this..."
"Can you extract all these syllables? The most refined part, the shorter the better."
Constantine took out a notebook, frowned, stared at the children who were singing, and then began to record quickly.
After almost every group listened to it, Constantine laid the notebook flat, and Schiller and Hal came up. They saw that there were only a few short syllables written on the notebook - "Mulitz".
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