These words should have been absurd, but when they came out of these people's mouths, Daisy felt inexplicably real.
This is really a bit scary.
If it's fake, then these psychopaths must have been too immersed in the role. If they go crazy and mistake her for a frost giant or a dragon, smash her head and dig out her heart, then expose her body in the wilderness as a warning to others, that would be too bad.
If it's true... No, no, no, this can't be true. The girl with glasses' heart was beating so fast that she could only hold it down with her hands, soothing it up and down to stop it from beating too fast.
Luke reached out and patted her shoulder gently: "Don't worry, even if they are psychopaths, they are a group of psychopaths with a sense of morality. They will not bother to attack a scum like you with a combat power of only five."
Daisy: “What?”
Luke: "They are warriors, not butchers. Don't worry if you don't have the ability to fight, because they don't even care about you."
Daisy: “…Thank you for your comfort.”
Even though what Luke said was strange, her mood actually calmed down.
As for his poor fighting ability, he doesn't care about her and it's totally unimportant.
She is just an ordinary freshman, a little girl, so it would be abnormal for her to have fighting ability.
After arriving at the ranch, the five good friends walked far to the large lawn in front of the ranch owner's house and started talking.
They gathered around a long wooden bench on the grass, talking about something, roaring from time to time, and hugging each other to comfort each other. This situation basically only existed between Sif and Thor.
Luke curled his lips and adjusted the headset in his left ear: You don’t seem to be using any electronic jamming devices, why do you think I can’t hear it, or do you think I can’t use the electronic radio system to eavesdrop
As he was thinking this, Daisy came over and asked in a low voice, "They... won't suddenly go crazy and come and beat us up, right?"
She was only about 1.64 meters tall, half a head shorter than Luke when she sat down. If she leaned slightly, her head would almost touch his chest.
Luke smelled the faint scent of shampoo in her hair, lowered his head slightly, and put his mouth slightly closer to her ear: "Don't worry, if you silently say "Can't see me, can't see me" in your heart, they will pretend that we don't exist."
Daisy burst out laughing, and the skewers in her hand almost fell into the charcoal pile: "Do you think I'm an ostrich?"
Luke looked at her and couldn't help imagining an ostrich burying its head in the sand and pouting its butt. The corners of his mouth curled up: "Hmm, not really."
Just like this, about an hour passed. He was chatting with Daisy here, but he was also recording the conversation between Thor and the others over there.
This is a huge gossip.
It is also a cosmic family ethics drama, and even more of a super palace fighting drama, although the people involved are basically men.
Simply put, Thor's father Odin is not dead, but his treacherous little brother Loki lied.
As for the reason, the outspoken bearded Wostagg among the friends has already shouted it out.
Fight for power!
Without the eldest prince Thor, little brother Loki, Odin's designated first successor, will be able to sit on the throne of Asgard.
Luke wasn't thrilled about this.
These gossips only confirmed the vague memory in his mind.
Knowing that Loki has been trying to trick his brother, the ins and outs of this matter do not go beyond the scope of Earth's family ethics drama and palace fighting drama.
It’s just that the people who participated in it became “gods”.
Luke smacked his lips. “But if the gods start fighting among themselves, that’s fatal.”
Daisy was standing by and had already started eating skewers.
Hearing this, she asked casually, "It's really spicy? Well, this barbecue is really spicy. Are my lips swollen?"
Luke turned his head to look and saw that her originally plump lips were even more curled up with oil dripping from her mouth. He couldn't help but smile: "Then use less chili oil?"
Daisy hesitated for a moment and shook her head: "It tastes better when it's spicy. I don't believe these skewers can really kill me."
As she spoke, she took another big bite and the whole skewer of meat went into that huge mouth of the abyss.
Luke: ... So cruel! Girl, you are really a man!
By the time the group of five finished chatting and went home, five people and one dog were already sitting in a row in front of Luke's barbecue stall.
He, Selina, Daisy, Jane, and Shavig.
Except for Dr. Jane who looked uneasy and just drank from a bottle of juice, the other four people and the dog were feasting for a long time.
Daisy, the tough girl, had already given up. She rubbed her bloated belly and watched Selena gorging on all kinds of barbecue with eyes of worship.
Luke? No, it's normal for a man to eat.
Seeing the five friends coming back, Luke had had enough of the show, so he just asked Daisy to serve them, said hello to the five friends, and went to do his own thing.
After a moment's hesitation, Shavig left decisively and went to the jeep to tinker with his equipment.
Daisy blinked her big eyes. She was ostensibly a waitress, but in reality she was just a spectator, continuing to watch the fun.
Unlike Luke, who had an electronic radio system, she only heard snippets of the five people's conversation from time to time. Her curiosity was already overflowing, and she was reluctant to leave even as a maid.
Selina followed Luke into the tool room, then took out her phone and typed, "Are they really "gods"?"
Luke also typed on his phone: "You can live for thousands of years, fight and resist, and overeat without getting stomach problems, alcoholic liver disease, or fatty liver disease. Do you think people can do this?"
Selina thought this made a lot of sense and was speechless for a moment.
The two of them used their cell phones because they were afraid that the guys outside would hear them.
Luke also reminded Selina that the physical fitness of these "gods" far exceeded that of humans, and their five senses were much stronger than those of Earthlings, but Selina didn't dare to say anything.
The two chatted on the phone in the tool shed for a while before Selena drove back to Shackelford.
Luke still had to keep an eye on this group of "troublemakers" here, so he could only ask her to report the details of the new situation here to Robert.
Looking at the five friends chatting and eating meat beside the blazing bonfire, he couldn't help but look at the gradually darkening sky: Is the little brother of the eldest prince going to launch a night attack? The big robot in the movie seemed to appear only in broad daylight.
But he didn't think too much about it, because it was useless to think too much, because Thor's little brother was not a considerate person.
The night gradually deepened.
Luke arranged for Shavig and Daisy to stay in the guest room of Drakes' main house.
Everything is big in Texas, and Grandpa Luke’s house is no exception.
There are three guest rooms alone, which were left by Drex for Robert's family. Now there is just enough space for them to stay.
Luke was still in the tool shed, debugging his armed pickup truck.
Outside, five friends were drinking happily.
The ranch may be short of other things, but it will never be short of meat and wine.
The big barbecue stove can cook dozens or even hundreds of kilograms of meat at a time, but it takes a little longer to roast. There is also a small warehouse specifically for storing beer and whiskey, which is enough for these people to drink for a long time.