"Okay, let's do as you say," Luo'er nodded and said.
"Sister Moumou," Baiyue pondered for a long time, then spoke to Tangmo with a serious face, "If, I mean if, these detonators cannot be triggered at the same time, the explosive effect will surely be greatly reduced, so we must have a backup plan."
"Hmm, I've thought of that," Tangmo nodded in agreement, took a deep breath, then looked up at the sky, and gently called out, "Fula, do you hear my call?"
"What's up, bad woman?" Fulajie'er's voice soon came into her mind.
"Good, you will be the backup. After the kegs of gunpowder are thrown into the sea, you follow them, and if any of the kegs fail to explode, you'll detonate it directly with magic," Tangmo said, not minding her nickname, her tone serious.
"Why should I take orders from you? I belong to Luo," Fulajie'er seemed to be playing tricks.
