After a few minutes, the two older brothers finally settled down in their cribs with their feeding bottles still tucked in their tiny mouths.
They tried to pull the bottles away so it wouldn't bother them, but the moment they did, the little ones grew irritated and let out pitiful sobs.
Even though they were already sleepy, they stubbornly kept drinking their modified milk, clearly showing just how hungry they were.
In total, they had each finished three bottles of baby milk—something that shocked everyone.
Ethan, however, wasn't surprised at all.
As an awakener himself, he knew this would happen; he also needed to eat a lot whenever he had to replenish his spiritual energy.
Luckily, he had managed to hoard enough items and food for the babies. Otherwise, they would have been forced to improvise.
'Look at them… acting as if they've been starved. Tsk.' But deep inside, he was far too happy to put his feelings into words.
