The Road to Godhood in Honor of Kings

"Fine, I'll admit it," Han Cheng said helplessly.

Outside the window, the sky was gradually darkening. Han Cheng couldn't help but stare out the window, unaware that a pair of eyes were also staring at him beside him.

Han Cheng and his friends ate at a restaurant outside the school, ostensibly to celebrate their reconciliation with Song Ziyi. However, Han Cheng felt something was off. Song Ziyi and they didn't have any major conflicts; it was just a game they'd played together. It shouldn't be like this...

"I'm treating everyone today, so please don't eat as much as you want..." Xu Xiaomeng said at the dinner table.

"Tsk tsk, so stingy. But Meng, you're being too extravagant. Just because Song Ziyi and we don't have any major, inexplicable conflicts, you're treating us all to dinner?" Han Cheng asked.

"Ziyi transferred to our class today and is now my deskmate, so we have to celebrate," Xu Xiaomeng said. "Also, what's with this inexplicable conflict? It's clearly because you guys bullied her last time..."

"Damn, you're making it sound like you never killed Xiao Qiao..." Sun Wukong retorted.

Xu Xiaomeng glared fiercely at Sun Wukong, thinking that this was her way of saving face, but Sun Wukong had ruined it...

Realizing he had misspoke, Sun Wukong quickly took back what he had just said: "I take back what I just said. After all, it was just a game last time, and... well, you know, sometimes you don't know someone until you fight them. Otherwise, how would there be so many good friends in the world?"

Han Cheng pursed his lips helplessly, thinking to himself, "This Monkey King changes his mind so quickly..."

The meal ended pleasantly, especially for Sun Wukong and Fatty, who enjoyed it immensely; after all, it was someone else's treat...

"Do we still have to attend evening self-study sessions?" Song Ziyi couldn't help but ask as she walked back to school with the others.

"Yeah, but there are only two sessions," Xu Xiaomeng replied.

"That makes things easier. Our lousy school has four evening self-study sessions every day," Song Ziyi complained.

Back at school, Song Ziyi was playing games with Xu Xiaomeng and others when a classmate suddenly said that the homeroom teacher was looking for Song Ziyi.

"Okay, Monkey and Fatty, which one of you can help me with this?" Song Ziyi looked at Sun Wukong and Fatty. Although they hadn't finished fighting yet, and the homeroom teacher was Song Ziyi's aunt, they were still at school and had to show some respect to the teacher. So Song Ziyi handed her phone to the two of them.

"I'll call!" The fat man tried to snatch Song Ziyi's phone without saying a word, but how could Sun Wukong let the fat man have his way?

"That's enough, that's enough. If you take my phone again, it'll break. Do you think you can just give me a new one?" Song Ziyi said helplessly.

"I'll pay for it if it's broken!" the fat man blurted out.

"Me too!" Sun Wukong chimed in, not wanting to be left behind.

Finally, Song Ziyi snatched the phone back, glanced helplessly at Ye Bing who was reading a book beside her, and walked straight over, saying, "Why don't you call for me? Those two are unreliable..."

Ye Bing glanced at Song Ziyi indifferently, took the phone from her without saying a word, and Song Ziyi smiled happily and left satisfied.

Meanwhile, Sun Wukong and Fatty stood to the side, looking dejected.

"It seems that Song Ziyi is interested in Ye Da..." the fat man muttered.

"Who told you to fight me for it? Otherwise, Song Ziyi wouldn't have given the phone directly to Ye Da!" Sun Hou complained.

"Tsk tsk, I don't know who got it first, but I guess Song Ziyi is really interested in Ye Da. Look, Ye Da is sitting so far away, but Song Ziyi didn't go to find Xiao Chengzi..." the fat man muttered.

"Tsk tsk, you're right..."

-

Inside the homeroom teacher's office.

",,,,,,,"

"Aunt, what are you doing? Didn't you want to see me?" Song Ziyi said helplessly.

"Huh? Ziyi, when did you get here?" The homeroom teacher finally realized what was happening and put down her phone with a look of astonishment.

"You just came in... What are you playing that you're so engrossed in?" Song Ziyi couldn't help but ask.

"Honor of Kings, that game is so popular right now, but your aunt is a veteran player too." The homeroom teacher said smugly, but even this veteran player can't beat many new players...

"Okay... what do you want from me?"

"Actually, it's nothing much, just asking how your day went, like whether you're adjusting well, how your classmates are treating you, whether you've eaten, and whether anyone has bullied you..." The homeroom teacher said while playing around.

"Tch, I thought it was something serious, it's alright," Song Ziyi said. "Besides, Aunt, you know me well. I'm usually the one bullying others, how come someone else is bullying me..."

"Alright, alright, if you feel it's okay, then it's fine. Study hard here. Your aunt knows you have good grades, but you can't just stop here..." The homeroom teacher kept nagging for a while before Song Ziyi finally crawled out of the office with a sigh.

"It's over already?" Song Ziyi walked to Ye Bing's seat and saw a cell phone on Ye Bing's desk, which showed that they had won.

“Of course, you’ve been gone for so long,” Ye Bing said calmly.

"Uh... okay, the homeroom teacher is a bit talkative..." Song Ziyi said shyly, picked up her phone, glanced at her stats, and saw that she had achieved a godlike streak and a triple kill. Song Ziyi couldn't help but praise Ye Bing, "You're really amazing!"

"They're not that good, it's because the other team doesn't know how to play," Ye Bing said calmly, leaving Song Ziyi feeling helpless.

-

Little Ma: "The KPL Winter League will be held this week."

"Is this your team's QQ group?" Song Ziyi asked, seeing the message displayed on Xu Xiaomeng's phone.

"Yeah, it's the official TOL team group," Xu Xiaomeng said.

“I want to join too! And I want to join your team!” Song Ziyi said.

"Tsk tsk, joining the group is fine, but joining the team isn't so easy. First of all, your parents have to agree," Xu Xiaomeng said.

"It's okay, they'll definitely agree. Just add me to the group first..." Song Ziyi said with an indifferent expression.

"Alright..." Xu Xiaomeng had no choice but to pull Song Ziyi into the group chat and then continue the discussion with everyone.

Little Orange: "What do we need to prepare?"

Little Ma: "Actually, there's not much to prepare, just focus on the game. But before that, we need to do some pre-game preparations."

Monkey: "Why does it feel like you're talking nonsense, Brother Ma?"

"Who is this Little Ma?" Song Ziyi asked Xu Xiaomeng curiously.

“Oh, he is the founder and manager of our club,” Xu Xiaomeng replied.