After Staying Up All Night, You Need to Replenish Yourself-Hoothoot Only Ate Half a Plate

At dawn, the two young night watchmen really brought back a tableful of breakfast from the soup shop.

Hot soup, meat pies, soft beans, and two glistening roasted bird legs placed on top.

"Uncle Meng, eat while it's hot!"

Uncle Meng only took a bowl of hot soup. "You two eat. Hoothoot's already asleep."

"Wake it up and eat together!"

"It ate during the night."

"That was only a few Berries."

One of the young men carried a roasted bird leg over to the window. The blackout curtain had only been lifted a corner when Hoothoot on the clothes rack opened its red eyes and quietly looked at him.

"Eat before going back to sleep?"

Hoothoot turned its head toward the wall.

Uncle Meng pulled the curtain shut again. "After you finish a night shift, if someone uses two roasted legs to wake you up, would you be willing to get up?"

The young man thought about it, then took the roasted leg away himself.

Hoothoot did not wake until the afternoon. After drinking some water, it ate half a plate of mixed Berries tailored to its size and overnight exertion, then pushed the remaining half into its next feeding slot.

"Can it recover by eating so little?" The young man was still worried.

Rotom displayed records of its two overnight meals. "It already ate twice in the middle of the night. Right now, it needs sleep more, Roto."

The young man looked at the roasted legs. "Then what about these two?"

Uncle Meng reached out and took the plate. "I need them."

The two roasted legs were quickly divided among the people in the night watch building.

The afternoon review was arranged at the shop.

Hoothoot stood on its familiar short wooden post, while Duskull lay beside Ghost. The