Ten years ago, I stood at the pinnacle of humanity, fighting three alien emperors alone.
Ten years later, I’m Canglan City’s most infamous “useless dad,” scraping by on what my son scavenges.
When kids at school called my son a “useless brat with no father to raise him,” I went to the parent-teacher meeting with a kitchen knife, and everyone laughed at me.
Until the day my son risked his life to save a classmate and was surrounded by aliens, on the brink of death.
I put down my spatula and glanced at the System notification:
[Your son has broken through the Body Refining Realm. The Host’s cultivation will automatically rise to the Divine Ability Realm!]
[The Fatherly Love Like a Mountain: Heavenly Balance System is at your service. You will always be four major realms stronger than your son.]
With one step, I shattered the void and stood between my son and danger.
My son stared at me, wide-eyed. “Dad, you… aren’t you powerless?”
I patted his head and chuckled softly.
“Powerless? Silly boy, your dad’s just afraid you’ll get too full of yourself.”
