I Add a Little Bit of Attributes Every Year, and I'll Reach Them All in a Hundred Years.

I am immortal. Every year on my birthday, the system will give me some attributes that can be added to my strength, agility, and spirit. In the first year, I increased my strength and killed a beggar who tried to steal my nest with one punch. In the tenth year, I singled out the whole village, but found that I added the wrong points - the bandit leader would attack mentally. In the 103rd year, no one in the world can take my move, but every year, that little bit of attribute still comes unshakably. I started thinking: Who made this system? Why choose me? Until that day, on the top of the sea of ​​clouds, a man in white with a face similar to mine chuckled: "It's the 300th life, have you finally... Almost saved enough?"