The Road to Godhood in Honor of Kings

“I knew you’d react like this. You don’t believe me, do you? Fine, the club manager told me that besides inviting you to join, there was another invitation—a challenge,” Xing Feng said. “If you win, we’ll give you 50,000 yuan and never bother you again. But if you lose…”

"What happens if we lose?" Sun Wukong asked.

"Join us and rest assured, the contract is not an unfair one, it's perfectly reasonable, and we'll meet all your requirements, including the one Fatty just mentioned," Xing Feng said.

Hearing someone call him "brother," the fat man chuckled and said, "Little Orange, look how sincere he is. Even if we don't join them, we can't just refuse this challenge, right? Besides, we're not losing anything. At most, we can sign a contract with them for a few days and make some money..."

After the fat man finished speaking, Sun Wukong quickly chimed in, "That's right, we won't suffer any losses. Let's talk to Xing Feng first, and we'll sign a contract for a maximum of six months. Is that alright, Xiao Chengzi?"

“Okay, six months at most, but I think you’ll renew the contract when it expires,” Xing Feng said.

"Meng, Ye Bing, look at this..." Han Cheng looked at Ye Bing and Xu Xiaomeng, hoping they would also offer some suggestions.

"I think it's fine. Anyway, they said we'll decide the terms. If the contract isn't suitable, we won't sign it," Xu Xiaomeng said. Ye Bing also shook her head, and Han Cheng knew that meant she had no objections.

"Uh..." Han Cheng was somewhat helpless about Xu Xiaomeng's change, but thinking about it, he felt that it made sense. Anyway, he shouldn't lose anything, and it would be better if he could suppress Xing Feng and the others and see what kind of club this club manager Xing Feng mentioned was like, daring to challenge him.

"Alright then, time and place. We're on holiday the day after tomorrow, so the day after tomorrow would be best," Han Cheng said, feigning nonchalance, but in his heart he thought otherwise. Fifty thousand yuan was a considerable sum…

"Okay, thank you for your understanding. Let's make it 2 PM the day after tomorrow at Storm Club in Pingshan City," Xing Feng said, then waved and left happily.

“Young people are much happier than teenagers,” the fat man said, and Sun Wukong nodded in agreement.

“Storm Club?” Ye Bing began to think. “I’ve heard of this club. Qin Li used to play there, but he quit later.”

"Brother Li stayed there?" Han Cheng was somewhat surprised. It seemed that there were still many things he didn't know about Qin Li's background. He knew about his feud with the Xing family, and the Storm Club was probably also owned by the Xing family. In any case, it was related to the Xing family. He guessed that Qin Li used to be there, but he left after beating Xing Aotian, or for other reasons. In any case, it was puzzling, and it was best not to think about it. After all, there was no need to always know about other people's past.

"Then who is the manager of that club?" Han Cheng asked again.

"It's said that his surname is also Xing, but I don't know his given name. Qin Li should know, but we should find out tomorrow, so there's no need to ask Qin Li again," Ye Bing said.

"Well, it's best to ask first. Knowing yourself and your enemy is the key to victory. I bet it was that guy surnamed Xing who sent Xing Feng to find us. He wants to take us in because he sees how capable we are," Xu Xiaomeng said.

“That makes sense, I agree,” said Sun Wukong.

"Alright, it wouldn't hurt to ask," Ye Bing said. "But let's wait until after we finish eating." As she spoke, Ye Bing glanced at Xu Xiaomeng, whose plate still had more than half full of rice.

“Okay…” Han Cheng couldn’t help but look at his empty plate, thinking that Xu Xiaomeng was too slow, but Han Cheng didn’t dare to say anything, afraid that Xu Xiaomeng would change her mind. After all, the ladylike Xu Xiaomeng was better.

-

After dinner, Ye Bing dialed Qin Li's number.

"It's been a long time since I called this number. I wonder if Qin Li has changed it," Ye Bing said. Han Cheng found it strange; Qin Li and Ye Bing seemed to be very close, so why did they seem to not contact each other often...?

Soon, Ye Bing hung up the phone, and everyone looked at her: "It's done so quickly?"

"Oh, he said he'd talk about it in person tomorrow, he doesn't have time now." Ye Bing's tone was a little helpless.

“He must be so busy…” Xu Xiaomeng said.

"Forget it, we'll find out after we beat them up tomorrow. Knowing too much isn't good," Han Cheng said.

-

Tomorrow...before that, which is still today.

"Hehe, let's go into the Mirror World and have some fun..." After dinner, Han Cheng, who was about to go to sleep, entered the Mirror World again. It was so cool to sleep and play games in there, and even eating was great. After all, you can do anything, just like the Almighty God.

As soon as Han Cheng entered the game, he received an invitation, which turned out to be from Sima Yu, who had just soloed with him that day. Sima Yi was also in the room.

Enter the hero selection interface.

Really? Cool: "Kid, what are you playing?"

Miracle: Knight: Ready to fill in.

Really? Cool: Kid, you're pretty arrogant. Are you saying you can play any position?

Han Cheng didn't reply to this idiot's words. Why make such a big deal out of just choosing a hero?

"Bang!" Sima Yi instantly selected Ying Zheng and even sent a message: "Kid, watch me rule the world!"

Sima Yu, on the other hand, chose Luna.

At this moment, he was missing a marksman, but Han Cheng looked helplessly at his hero interface sorted by proficiency. The top heroes were mostly assassins, warriors, or at the very least, tanks, while marksmen and mages were at the bottom. Because he didn't play them much, Han Cheng hated playing those ranged poke heroes. He always got picked off, and they were usually short-legged and fragile. Once an assassin caught him, he usually couldn't escape. Han Cheng hated that feeling of being at the mercy of others, like a fish on a chopping board, so he rarely played these two types of heroes.

But this time, in order to show his all-around ability to play any position, Han Cheng decided to choose the marksman role.

"Which one should I choose?" Han Cheng casually flipped through the hero interface, only to find that there were only three seconds left.

"Okay, I choose you!" Han Cheng clicked on an adorable profile picture.

"The 'secret' of 'secret'..." Yuanfang hadn't finished speaking when the game started.

"Alright, I'll say it for you, the 'tan' in 'detecting'!" Han Cheng still fulfilled Yuan Fang's last wish and finished speaking for him.

"Kid, are you good at playing Li Yuanfang?" Sima Yi asked as soon as the game started.

"Marksmen are no match for this one. At least it has a dash ability, and I heard its passive has been changed, making it harder to catch," Han Cheng said.

Sima Yi sent a helpless emoji.

There was no way around it; Han Cheng hated being cut.

"'Eavesdropping': Yuanfang's adorable big ears can help him periodically listen to the surrounding movements, obtain and capture the traces of enemy heroes..." Han Cheng read Li Yuanfang's passive ability, "What, that's awesome? It can actually do that? Does that mean Yuanfang is impossible to catch?"

"He is indeed quite cute..." Han Cheng looked at Yuan Fang, who looked like a little mouse, and said that his fluffy big ears were quite adorable. In fact, this hero was quite cute to begin with.