Chapter 606: The Four Electricity Stealers (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 core of the Ark reactor he made, Schiller was not idle either. The old nun was teaching the children to sing on the roof, and Schiller was waiting on the roof to catch owls.
After singing two songs, the accumulated energy was already quite a lot. Although it was still not comparable to the magic energy obtained from Marvel, it was easier to obtain and almost effortless.
Although Schiller got so much energy in Marvel, it also consumed 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.
"Fairy Wood Romance"
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 by someone in advance.
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 the result was that Schiller got everything for his own benefit.
Thinking of this, 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 could not be used, and the usable meat could not be found from many pebbles. This was something that only the mages of Kamar-Taj or the cosmic demons could 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 civilianized 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 this plan was good, 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, it seems too little.
A major characteristic of the human race is that we have an inexplicable yearning for scale, automation and assembly line operations. There are even games specifically designed to help players satisfy their desire to continuously expand production lines and increase production capacity.
In Schiller's view, today's children singing below and catching owls themselves are no different from primitive fishing and hunting. If you want to enter modernization, you must first standardize, and then further reduce costs, shorten production time, and improve Production efficiency.
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Xi reluctantly stayed on the roof. He flashed directly back to the underground room, and then began to study with others how to improve the efficiency of collecting Dark Owl energy.
After initially expressing his thoughts, Constantine was completely shocked 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?"
"That's right, you see this energy has so many advantages. Apart from the fact that it is not under our control, it is simply a perfect energy source."
"Wait a minute, this isn't magic at all, we can't... I mean... you have to be a little bit in awe, this isn't oil."
"If he had a sense of awe, the Green Lantern energy at the Green Lantern Corps headquarters would not be in shortage until now." Hal folded his arms and leaned against the wall, saying disdainfully.
"There is no difference between the green light energy and the dark energy of this dark owl. They are just a kind of energy. Leave all the damn mysticism behind. We are pragmatists." Schiller said.
Looking at Constantine's expression, Hal could understand his current mentality very well. He was also in the same mood when Schiller cheated the green light of energy.
But I have to admit that watching the magical energy that I once worshiped as a god being pumped out pump after pump like oil, and then stored in a container, can really eliminate the useless awe. Heart.
Humanity's greatest fear comes from the unknown, and when something can be collected and used by them, this fear no longer exists, or in other words, the original fear will be transformed into another more powerful energy. , that is greed.
And apparently, Constantine was also a greedy man.
Who wants to say that Constantine is a law-abiding magician? The countless demons in hell who were tricked by him and lost their pants 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 him with great interest and asked: "What are you going to do? The extracted energy can give me 20%... No , I will do my best to help you once it’s done.”
Schiller glanced at him and said, "That's what you said."
"Don't worry, Constantine keeps his word."
Schiller did not continue to say anything, but stood there and closed his eyes, and then said: "Wait a moment, I will find a professional person."
He paused for a second. When he opened his eyes again, his expression did not change, but a different kind of light shone in his eyes. He raised his head and looked at the sky where owls were circling through his spiritual vision, as if he was watching 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 ground of the cathedral. They stood at the intersection leading to the living room and looked at the singing children. , he continued:
"A song is too long. It takes 3 minutes to sing. Sometimes the song is incomplete and needs to be stopped in the middle. It takes an average of 5 minutes to attract a wave of owls. This speed is definitely not good. "
Hal thought for a while and said, "That's not right. I watched Elsa sing at Wayne Manor before, and it didn't take so long? She only sang three or four lines, right?"
"What is the principle behind this kind of song that can attract special energy?" Schiller looked at Constantine and asked.
"It's hard to say. It may be some special words bound to occult concepts, or it may be a special tune, or it may even be a spell composed of words and tunes." Constantine replied.
Although his answer seemed to be nothing, the mysticism is indeed like this. There are many ways to achieve a result, and there are all kinds of weird ways.
"It doesn't matter, we can try it out." Schiller stepped forward and nodded to Father Daniel. The priest stretched out a hand, and the nun stopped. She turned to the children and said: "Intermission Now, everyone, sit down where you are, and the restaurant owner will come to prepare lunch for you later."
As soon as they heard that they would also be in charge of meals during class, the children became excited and chattered, discussing which restaurant the owner would be and what delicious food it would be.
The three of Schiller, the old priest and the nun gathered together to discuss it. Daniel knew about the owl, so he would support Schiller's plan. Only by finding out these people and eliminating them completely can we protect our brother. Tan's children.
I heard that Schiller wanted to test the principles of nursery rhymes, and they worked out a plan together. After a while, the nun organized the children again, and then said to them: "Now, we are divided into two groups, the lyrics group and the In the melody group, the lyrics group is responsible for learning the lyrics, and the melody group learns the melody first.”
"The lyrics group is divided into 4 groups. Each person learns 3 sentences. The same goes for the melody group. Each person writes two bars. Come on, follow my arrangement. Starting from the middle line of my finger, the lyrics group is on the left and the lyrics group is on the right. It’s a tune group…”
The nun organized and divided the children into different groups, and then began to teach them separately. Each child had its own corresponding lyrics or tune. After teaching for a long time, they began to sing their own part one by one.
Sure enough, after conducting such an experiment, something was revealed. In such a complex song, not every lyric or tune is useful. Most of them are just a cover-up, and the purpose is Just to cover up the lyrics and tunes that actually work.
Among the several groups that were divided, some groups immediately attracted owls when they sang their lyrics, while other groups had no reaction no matter how many times they sang.
Constantine stood in front of the choir, touched his chin and said: "I guess human language is just a cover. It may be that the pronunciation of the lyrics, plus the rhythm of the tune, make up some syllables that just become a spell. I Many of the summoning spells I know are like this..."
"Can you distill all these syllables? The most concise part, the shorter the better."
Constantine took out a notebook, frowned, stared at the singing children, and then began to record quickly.
After almost every group had listened, Constantine laid the notebook flat, and Schiller and Hal came closer. They saw that only a few syllables were written on the notebook - "Mulitz".