A month passed quickly. Julian had been quite at ease during this time. Every night, he sat alone on the floor, developing the abilities of the Flame Dragon Fruit. Whenever he truly "couldn't hold back," he would slip over to Stussy's place. He also visited Galette's room at night, but the other women had to sleep with their children, and the children were all still at an ignorant age.
Julian felt there was no opportunity at all, so he might as well develop the Power of Flame himself. Tonight, he swallowed another two bottles of Gene Potion and began developing the power of his flames. Wait another year! he thought. These children will soon be old enough for school! By then, they can live on campus. They'll be nearly four years old, so that should be fine, right?
During this period, Julian had raised the Power of Flame by another level. With the daily assistance of Gene Potions, the temperature of his flames had reached nineteen thousand degrees. Moreover, the Power of Flame had become even more explosive. Anyone touched by his flames would explode directly, making it immensely powerful. After finishing his development, Julian thought, It's late. Time to sleep!
The next morning, Julian was awakened by the chattering of a group of children. He heard Nock and Tenoch noisily competing over who was better at wrestling. Tenoch was still a little shorter than Noah, who was one meter fifteen tall. Tenoch was only one meter seven, though he was still slightly taller than Nock by around three centimeters.
Nock seemed unconvinced. As the third child, he insisted on competing for the position of second. So he challenged Tenoch to a wrestling match—whoever won would be the second child—and invited Noah to be the referee. Noah said this was