In Shiller's view, the current situation, where the children are singing below and he is catching owls above, is no different than primitive fishing and hunting. To modernize, they must first streamline the process, then further reduce costs, shorten production ti, and enhance production efficiency.
Shiller chose not to stay on the rooftop. He used Flash to return to the underground room, then started discussing with others how to improve the collection efficiency of Dark Owl energy.
Hearing Shiller's initial thoughts, Constantine looked at him with admiration and astonishnt. "You're saying, you want to extract this energy on a massive scale, akin to the human race extracting oil?"
"Exactly, this energy has so many advantages. Besides the fact that we can't control it, it's the perfect energy source."
"Wait a minute, this isn't magic, we can't...I an...you need to show so reverence towards it, it's not so oil."
"If he had any reverence, the Green Lantern Corps Headquarters' supply of Green Lantern energy wouldn't still be in a state of shortage to this day," Hal contemptuously comnted leaning against the wall with his arms crossed.
"The energy from the Green Lantern and the dark energy from the Dark Owl are the sa. They are rely a form of energy. Dismiss any thoughts of mystical nonsense; we are pragmatists," Shiller stated.
Watching Constantine's expression, Hal could fully resonate with his feelings. It was the sa when Shiller had deceived the Green Lantern energy initially.
However, it's undeniable, witnessing the magical energy once revered as divine being pumped out like oil and stored in containers effectively eliminate the senseless awe.
The greatest fear of the human race cos from the unknown. But when sothing can be extracted and used by them, that fear disappears, transforming into a much more potent energy: greed.
And undoubtedly, Constantine is a greedy person.
If anyone claims Constantine is a law-abiding magician, the countless demons stripped of their belongings by him in Hell have sothing to share.
His moral bottom line is much lower than Hal's. Hence, after a brief condemnation, he imdiately leaned forward with interest and asked, "What's your plan? I'll take ten percent...no, one percent of the extracted energy is fine, I'll fully support you."
Shiller glanced at him, stating, "I'll hold you to your word."
"Rest assured, when Constantine says sothing, he sticks to it."
Without saying anything else, Shiller closed his eyes from where he was standing, "Wait a mont, I'll bring in a professional."
After a pause, when he opened his eyes again, his expression remained unchanged, but there was a distinctive glimr in his eyes. Looking skyward through spirit vision, where the owls were circling, it appeared like a tantalizing feast in his sight.
"Firstly, we need to address an issue," Shiller led Constantine and Hal out of that room to the surface of the cathedral. Standing at the junction leading to the living quarters and looking at the singing children, he continued, "Each song takes too long. It takes 3 minutes to finish a song. Sotis the song is incomplete, needing to pause halfway, so it takes an average of 5 minutes to summon the owls. That speed isn't acceptable."
Hal pondered for a mont, "That's not quite right. Previously, when I saw Aisha singing at Wayne Manor, she didn't take this long. She sang just three or four lines, right?"
"What is the principle of this nursery rhy in summoning special energy?" Shiller looked at Constantine and asked.
"It's hard to say. It could be so special words bound with mystical concepts or a special lody, or even the spell ford by the combination of the words and lody," Constantine replied.
Although his answer was vague, that's the nature of the mystical arts. There are many ways to reach a result, and anything outlandish could be possible.
"No worries, we can test it." Shiller walked forward and gave a nod to Father Daniel. The priest raised a hand, and the nun stopped. She turned to the children, "Let's take a break. Stay seated, soon, a restaurant owner will co to prepare lunch for you."
Hearing that they would get als while studying, the children chattered excitedly, discussing which restaurant's owner would be coming and what delicious food they might receive.
Shiller, along with Hal and old Father Daniel, including the nun, gathered together for a discussion. Daniel was aware of the owl situation, hence, he supported Shiller's plan. Only by drawing out and eliminating the entire group could Gotham's children be protected fundantally.
When they heard that Shiller wanted to experint with the principles of the nursery rhy, they collectively devised a plan. After a while, the nun rallied the children again and told them, "Now, let's divide into two groups, the lyrics group, and the lody group. The lyrics group will learn the lyrics, and the lody group will learn the lody first."
"The lyrics group will further break down into four groups, each person learns three lines. The lody group will do the sa, each person learns two asures. Now, listen to my arrangents, from the center line where I am pointing, the left side will be the lyrics group, and the right side will be the lody group..."
The nun organized the children into different small groups and then individually taught them. Each child had a designated line or lody to learn. After half a day of teaching, the children started to recite their respective parts.
As expected, after conducting such an experint, certain things beca evident. In such a complex song, not every line or every lody is useful. The vast majority of them are just a sensory diversion used to conceal the truly useful lines and lodies.
Among the various small groups, several groups imdiately summoned owls when they sang their line. On the other hand, no matter how many tis the other groups sang their lines, there was no reaction.
Constantine stood at the front of the choir stage, stroking his chin: "I guess, human language is just a cover, it may be the pronunciation of the lyrics, combined with the rhythm of the tune, forming so syllables that happen to be spells. Many summoning spells that I know of work this way..."
"Can you refine out all of these syllables? We need the most concise part, the shorter, the better."
Constantine took out a notebook, he furrowed his brows, and watched the singing children, then quickly jotted down so notes.
After almost all the groups had a turn, Constantine laid down his notebook, and Shiller and Hal leaned in to see the notebook had a short series of syllables written on it- "Muliz".
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