Unpredictable Paths and Family Chaos

Lan Tian looked at Uncle Shin, his expression calm yet firm. "The profession I'm going to select is… none. I won't choose any profession."

Uncle Shin's jaw dropped in shock. "What do you mean, none? You're not going to choose a profession? Then what are you planning to do?"

Narrator:

In this world, once an individual reaches level 15, they receive skill points. These skill points are typically used to unlock abilities tied to their chosen profession. However, there's another, less common use for these points—traits like poison resistance, pain resistance, fall resistance, and others.

For most people, these traits are considered useless. Why waste skill points on minor resistances when they could unlock powerful abilities instead? For the majority, professions are the key to strength and survival.

But Lan Tian wasn't like the majority.

Lan Tian sat calmly, his hand hovering over the skill point allocation screen. He selected all his available points and poured them into one trait—Poison Resistance.

A notification flashed before him:

Congratulations! Poison Resistance Level 1 → Level 2.

Uncle Shin, who had been watching with curiosity, now looked completely stunned. "What?! You used all your skill points on poison resistance? Are you out of your mind? There are so many other traits that could give you some attack power! Poison resistance is practically useless against most monsters!"

Lan Tian glanced at him, a faint smirk on his face. "I have my own plans, Uncle Shin. But before I can execute them, I need to prepare. Don't worry. I know what I'm doing."

Uncle Shin sighed, rubbing his temples. "You're a strange kid, Lan Tian… always doing things no one else would think of."

Lan Tian glanced out the window and noticed the sun dipping below the horizon. "Oh, it's already sunset. Uncle Shin, aren't you going home? Your daughter must be waiting for you."

The moment Lan Tian said the word daughter, Uncle Shin's face went pale. His eyes widened in horror as he slapped his forehead. "Oh no! I'm dead! I told her I'd go to her school today for the parent meeting, and I forgot all about it!"

Lan Tian raised an eyebrow, amused. "You better hurry, then."

Uncle Shin bolted toward the stairs, mumbling in panic. "She's going to kill me! I'm so dead! What do I do?!"

As he raced down the stairs in his frenzy, he tripped and tumbled halfway down before getting back up without hesitation. Without even looking back, he dashed toward the door, muttering under his breath, "I'm so dead! So, so dead!"

Lan Tian couldn't help but chuckle quietly as he watched the chaotic scene unfold. "Some things never change," he murmured, a rare smile gracing his face.

Uncle Shin stumbled into his house, looking exhausted and stressed from the events of the day. "I'm home! I'm really sorry I'm late—"

Before he could say more, a beautiful young girl, his daughter, stood in front of him, her arms crossed. Her long, sleek, black hair framed her face like a cascade of midnight silk, and her sharp, almond-shaped eyes glared at him with unmistakable annoyance. She had a grace to her that was evident in the way she stood, poised and commanding attention without even trying. She wore a simple yet neat school uniform, and despite the casualness of her attire, there was a regal air to her.

Her gaze narrowed as she spoke, her voice cold and unwavering. "Father, I'm not going to talk to you. There's no place for food in this house today." She paused, eyes scanning him with distaste. "You better go to your so-called friend Lan Tian's house if you're hungry."

Uncle Shin was taken aback. "Wait, what? No food?" His voice faltered, and he looked at her in confusion.

She shrugged nonchalantly, her lips curling into a slight smirk. "You should have thought about that before you forgot about the parent meeting."

Uncle Shin's face turned pale. "I… I didn't mean to, I swear. I just lost track of time. I'm sorry, okay?"

Her expression remained unyielding. "Sorry won't fix it. Go. I don't want to see you right now."

Uncle Shin's shoulders slumped, defeated. "I'm dead... she's going to kill me..."