Paradise Gave Me Too Many Attribute Points

[You have gained 20 points of Strength.] [You have gained 10 points of Agility.] “Paradise, enough! Seriously, that’s enough! You’ve given me so many attribute points that everyone’s privately calling me your illegitimate child!” [You have gained 15 points of Intelligence.] [You have gained...] Paradise was like a merciless feeding machine, stuffing attribute points into the protagonist’s mouth. He couldn’t fight back and could only shed tears of bitter (blissful) resentment. [You have gained 5 points of Insight.] [You have gained 3 points of Fortune.] Protagonist: “...From now on, I’m Paradise’s grandson! I said it, and not even Jesus can change that!”