My Attributes Are Not Under God's Control

All mankind is kneeling down to worship the gods. Only I know that the so-called gods are nothing but the breeding programs of alien civilizations. He was just a social animal suffering from stomach problems. Until he was about to die, a line of blue text popped up in front of his eyes: [Attribute life system activated. Initial points: 5. Increase your strength and break steel bars with your fists; increase your physique and regenerate broken bones; increase your spirit and predict bullets... But when he stood at the pinnacle of mankind, the system whispered: "Containers are ripe and ready to converge." This time, he responded with a sneer: "My attributes are not yours to control."