Conquer the Different World, why are all the male supporting characters going crazy?

There was peace on the top of the rock, and the captives were tied up in a pile by vines.

The priest and her men were on the other side.

The two sides are clearly divided.

At this time, darkness has fallen and the zombies are out. But the boulder hill that the giant stone man has transformed into is as quiet as a chicken.

"Gulu gulu."

"Gulu gulu."

"Grumpy"

.........

"Is this ever going to end!" Amu muttered impatiently, "You're making me hungry!"

At this time, the fourth person who had been silent finally made a move. She took out a black object from her space ring and handed it to Amu: "Mu, Mu, you eat it."

When Amu saw what was in front of him, he moved back with disgust and turned his face to the other side, "I have my own, I don't want yours."

The woman silently withdrew her hand with grievance, returned to the place where she had been crouching, and continued to squat quietly. However, there was no more grievance in her eyes, but she returned to her original deathly silence, and her eyes kept scanning the surroundings.

"Well... I can cook," Shen Qingli's dry voice sounded, "If..."

"Bang!" Before he could finish his words, he was hit by a heavy punch.

"Ouch!" Enduring the huge pain in his abdomen, Shen Qingli hunched his body. Without saying a word, he leaned his head against the ground, his golden eyes glaring at the ground, trying to gather his "energy" to exert his strength, but unfortunately it was of no use.

"You bastard, you lowly bastard!" Ali's face was full of contempt and greed. He raised his fist again and smashed it towards Shen Qingli's thin body.

As a result, his fist landed on a hard body, which was a bit painful. "You are looking for death!"

Leng Yi stepped forward to block the punch for Shen Qingli. The punch made Leng Yi take a step back, but he bit his lips tightly and said nothing.

Ali was furious when he saw this. These people looked particularly annoying. Their solidarity and friendship made him sick to the extreme! How could these people have something that he never had! It was an eyesore! It was such an eyesore!

Of course, he didn't know that his actions at this moment had completely sealed his fate.

The second punch was thrown down, but was easily caught by a delicate hand, and then the wrist turned and threw it to the open space next to it. The priest took out a handkerchief and wiped his fingers repeatedly with a frown, then looked at Shen Qingli who was lying on the ground: "That monster tribe, you said you can cook?"

"..." Shen Qingli reacted for a while, and immediately said: "Yes...Yes, Master Priest."

The beautiful priest turned around and said, "Amu, let him go." She paused and said, "You'd better cook quietly, otherwise you will all die."

Although you won't live long anyway, she thought.

The vines on Shen Qingli loosened, he stretched out his hand and turned his wrist, slowly stood up, took out the various pots and pans he usually used from the space ring, and began to prepare the meal step by step.

Qin Yun and the others watched his every move carefully from the side.

Make a fire, set up the stove, boil water, wash vegetables, cut vegetables...

In their eyes, Shen Qingli is an amateur pharmacist. Looking at his appearance, could he have an antidote?

Shen Qingli was thinking that before the night fell, he sensed the vibration of the communication crystal, but he had not responded. The junior sister must know that he was in danger, and then he began to feel conflicted. He wanted to see her, but he didn't want her to be in danger.

Just like that, he finished cutting the vegetables while he was anxiously waiting and was about to put them into the pot to make vegetable soup. At this moment, the shadow beside his hand suddenly jumped, and as he moved, he put the antidote into the vegetable soup silently.

Shen Qingli was a little surprised when he saw this, but he continued to work as if nothing had happened.

Who knew that in the next second, a familiar touch suddenly came from the shadow of the palm of his hand. After that touch touched his palm, it retreated silently.