"What does this have to do with housework?"
 Luke was somewhat curious about Madoc's words.
In his concept, this kind of housework should be shared, rather than all being left to one person.
 It’s just that Luke never thought about whether Jessica would do the housework.
After all, it is still unknown whether a guy who once drank and lived a sloppy life can do housework.
“The winner fights, the loser takes care of the family. This was our habit back then.”
Madoc obviously didn’t want to stay on this topic for too long, it reminded him of some beautiful and heartwarming things in the past.
 But now he is more worried about whether Luke can catch up with Jessica.
 Seriously, hard work is the biggest reliance on victory without widening the gap in talent.
 Hard work is also the only choice to explore potential and talent.
  There is indeed a huge gap in talent between Jessica and Luke now.
  After all, the legendary Blade of the God of War contains all of Orak. Even if Jessica who inherited the Blade of the God of War is not strong enough to use the legendary power, she can continue to purify her own bloodline from it.
 Orac gave Jessica everything he could except the name of the God of War.
 This makes her more similar to Orak.
Jessica can now be said to be a very pure savage from the Great Bear tribe. Until Luke is unable to walk a quarter of the way through Madoc's secret realm, he will be at a disadvantage in the competition of talents.
 As for pure wrestling, Jessica and Luke have not tried it yet.
 But this probably won’t take long.
 There is no lazy person among savages.
There are a lot of ancestors here who are observing, and supervision is everywhere.
Moreover, what was once the Holy Mountain of Harrogas was just a simple snow-capped mountain. It is very easy to get diseases like arthritis if you sleep lazily in bed, and there is almost no hope of cure.
"Luke, do you want to go to the secret realm with Sonya?" Madoc looked at Luke and said, his words were a bit too plain: "That may allow you to quickly gain enough information, but it is very dangerous. That kind of danger
It cannot be matched by the previous war."
Luke raised his eyes and looked at Zi Ren, who was standing aside without daring to move, and gritted his teeth: "What do you think I should use as a betrothal head? Of course, Zi Ren is destined to die in my hands!"
 “You idiot!”
Madoc slapped Luke on the forehead, a little irritably.
 But his expression is no longer heavy.
 Looks like Luke has made a decision, he will go to the secret realm with Sonya. That's enough.
 Madoc doesn’t hate Luke, so he has enough expectations for Luke.
 I don’t expect him to take over everything from Maddock, but he must go through at least half of Maddock’s life.
 This is hard enough.
“If possible, if you can bring King Plague’s head back with you, he will be happier.”
Maddock leaned against Luke's ear and whispered.
  Cassius wouldn’t have liked the Plague King’s head, but Mardoc did.
 At that time, Madoc will give out a generous bride price and ask Luke to find that bastard Cassius.
Madoc has enough leverage to make Cassius relent, but this is not that important. If he can be the strongest, people in this world will not be so bitter.
"In a secret realm where you are being taken away, you'd better understand the previous lessons. Figure out what you should do when facing a powerful and difficult enemy." Madoc patted Luke on the shoulder: "
I will help you repair this guy's land and kill him when you come back. If you want a doubles match, I can make him about the same strength as you."
Madoc pointed at the purple man, and then turned around.
 It’s time for Luke to think about what happens next.
 This is a kind of growth.
At this time, Maddock missed the time when he was still a prophet.
If he were still a prophet, he would be able to see Luke and Jessica get married.
Or look at what kind of test that bastard Cassius has prepared, and he can ask Luke to make some preparations in advance.
The little husky was still barking at the purple man, and Luke glanced at the purple man thoughtfully.
“The days of your existence are about to end! Even the candle in the wind that you are lingering on is more energetic than you look at it.
 So you'd better think about your last words, you're almost gone!"
Luke pointed to the position of Zirendi’s nose and shouted.
Then he picked up the husky, taking Banal's leg bone with him, and walked towards where Banal should be.
  Luke felt that he might learn something from Banal, such as the method of using anger that the Tagus tribe is proud of...
As for the purple man whose life was like a candle in the wind, he was temporarily forgotten about the past.
He is now a free-range sandbag, waiting for the day when he will be blown up. And there is no way to defend himself.
 You can't let him strongly condemn him when he is being beaten.
By the time the support arrives, she will almost be gone.
 Before this, I can still move a little bit and feel the life that I have never thought about whether it is precious or not.
 A stone body, plus his own flesh and blood and a mouse...
These can make him, as a stone sculpture, come alive. Ziren is a little too curious.
These guys just said they wanted to kill him, but so far, he has not seen anyone determined to kill him.
On the other side, Natasha and Hawkeye were surrounding a fire, with pieces of meat hanging on the iron skewers in their hands.
The grease dripped onto the fire, making a crackling sound.
“Natasha, do you think Sonya can be trusted or not? She seems very decent, but the ancestors treat her with caution.”
Hawkeye immediately laughed after asking this question.
This is not something he should worry about, and even SHIELD is not qualified to say anything about it.
 Trust is a matter between people, and most of the time it is an exchange of interests between organizations.
It’s quite dirty. Although it’s quite useful, it doesn’t mean it’s that important.
Especially the special skills shown by Sonya make her seem quite trustworthy.
 Although the ancestors seemed to be uneasy about her.
 “That depends on whose side you are considering. Barton.”
Natasha had a charming smile and her tone seemed careless?
 It’s not that they don’t have a sense of belonging in SHIELD, but that sense of belonging is a bit far behind their current lives.
This feeling is called warmth.
While he was chattering, Rorschach opened a portal and appeared not far away.
Rorschach also said hello to Natasha and Hawkeye.
 Slightly outrageous, at least the previous Rorschach was not so outgoing.
 This made Natasha and Hawkeye let out a long breath.
Now we have to make evaluations again, and it’s hard to say how long these evaluations will remain valid.
 After all, change is subtle and constant.
It can be said that human cells have all been replaced every ten years, but it cannot be said that the person who is more than ten years from now is no longer the same person as ten years ago.
 About Rorschach, both Natasha and Hawkeye felt a wave of trouble.
 “I think the Rorschach review and stuff like that need to be updated.”
Natasha said a little feebly, and Barton on the side nodded.
To be continued...