"Got another job?"
Nightingale was interested.
She was penniless now and wanted to earn whatever money she could.
"It's not a money-making gig, I just feel like blowing something up."
Liu Zheng said.
"Oh. How powerful a blast do you need?"
Nightingale asked.
"The same kind that took down the house last time would do,"
he thought and said.
"I can't lend you that one."
Nightingale said, indicating she couldn't help.
"Why?"
"Creating a bomb that powerful would drain a lot of my energy. Normally it wouldn't be a problem, but since my last visit to the cemetery exposed me, my brothers and sisters could come looking for me at any moment."
"I'm vulnerable right now, and I can't risk decreasing my strength."
Nightingale explained.
"A smaller blast would work too."
Her concerns were valid, and Liu Zheng expressed his understanding.
"A smaller blast might not be sufficient for you."
Nightingale said and fell silent.
He waited patiently.
