I Have Just Turned Two and a Half Years Old, and the Counterattack System Wants Me to Be a God of War?

[In the first year of Gaowu Li, alien beasts invaded and mankind perished. [You are twenty-five years old now, and you still have ten years to change everything! [Host Jingting, use these ten years to become the God of War and turn the situation around! I? God of War? Hearing the beep of "Counterattack System", two-and-a-half-year-old Jing Ting blinked, looking confused. [Ding, the mission begins! [Slap your unsmiling old martial arts father in public, and survive under the beating of his copper-headed belt, you will be rewarded with the talent for reinvention! Looking at the loving man in front of her, Xiao Jingting fell into deep thought. "Crack!" Jing Wuxie, the world's number one swordsman and master of the Lei Guang Martial Pavilion, nicknamed the Thunder God of Martial Arts, touched the red mark on his face and burst out laughing with great joy: "It's so red, my son has the qualifications to be a great emperor!" [Congratulations to the host! After successfully provoking a Martial God-level figure and escaping, you have acquired unparalleled martial arts talent! ………… Many years later, the whole world was singing the praises of a name - Jing Ting, the peerless god of war who single-handedly stopped the tide of millions of beasts and saved the world; and the starting point of his journey was the bright red slap mark on his old father's face...