The Road to Godhood in Honor of Kings

Little Ma: "Monkey, what did you say?"

Monkey: "Nothing!"

Little Ma: "Actually, we'll talk about the specifics when the time comes. Let's all come to the club on Friday night."

Goddess~: Okay~

Monkey: OK!

Fatty: Received.

Little Orange: ...

Fairy: I'm a newbie, I want to join your team! @Little Pony

Little Ma: Sure, as long as the conditions are met.

Fairy: That's amazing!

Little Ma: Hehe...

-

That night, Han Cheng lay in bed, feeling inexplicably bored. Was this really the life he wanted? Games, esports, dreams…

"Now that we've come this far, and the competition is about to begin, what's there to regret?" Han Cheng suddenly sat up in bed. "No matter what, dreams and hopes must be protected!"

Suddenly, Han Cheng felt a jolt of electricity pass through his eyes, but the sensation was fleeting.

"Damn, how can my eyes be electrified? It must be an illusion!" Han Cheng muttered. But the illusion was really realistic. However, Han Cheng immediately had another thought: Could this be the prelude to the further activation of his superpower?

"Strange, why is this happening so inexplicably? I haven't even figured out the true purpose of my superpowers yet..." Han Cheng muttered to himself. "Protection... Could it be that superpowers aren't just for oneself?" Han Cheng couldn't understand. According to Leng Rancheng, these superpowered individuals were like chosen ones, possessing hidden superpowers. Once awakened, they would inevitably become superpowered individuals. But what exactly were these superpowers for? Were they merely for their own selfish desires? Han Cheng couldn't figure it out, nor did he think he could figure it out so easily. Rather than racking his brains to do something meaningless, he might as well just sleep.

-

The next day, Han Cheng got up early. There was nothing he could do; his biological clock was kicking in. During the school term, Han Cheng wanted to sleep in, but his biological clock wouldn't cooperate.

"Tsk tsk, back to school, so boring." Han Cheng muttered to himself as he walked, when he heard something rapidly approaching from behind.

"There's a murderous aura!" Han Cheng suddenly turned around and saw Xu Xiaomeng running towards him with her schoolbag on her back.

"Little Orange, you didn't even wait for me! I went to your house and found you weren't there, then I thought I could catch up with you, and luckily I did," Xu Xiaomeng said, slightly out of breath.

"Your stamina is impressive," Han Cheng remarked.

"How dare you speak to me like that? You won't sit next to me, and you still dare to mock me?!" Xu Xiaomeng feigned anger.

"No, I was just praising your stamina," Han Cheng said helplessly.

"Pah! You're implying I'm a tomboy!" Xu Xiaomeng retorted angrily.

"Tsk tsk, what's wrong with being a tomboy? Being a tomboy is great," Han Cheng said. "Calling you a tomboy is actually a compliment."

"Huh? You think tomboys are good?" Xu Xiaomeng was a little taken aback. "Then I'll be a bit rough and make you fall in love with me!"

"I've already fallen in love with you..." Han Cheng said casually.

"Huh?" Xu Xiaomeng was taken aback. "Really..." she said, her pretty face blushing.

"My wallet has been there for a long time..." Han Cheng finally had a chance to finish his sentence.

"Little Orange, you've deceived my feelings!" Xu Xiaomeng said, extending her claws.

"Stop! Let's get down to business." Han Cheng suddenly stopped, and Xu Xiaomeng also stopped, somewhat surprised.

"What's wrong? Why are you so serious?" Xu Xiaomeng asked.

"That Song Ziyi is pretty good at games, but I feel like she's a bit scary," Han Cheng muttered.

"Huh? She's scary? She's just a little too...extroverted..." Xu Xiaomeng looked bewildered.

"Okay, but I have a feeling she's not that simple," Han Cheng muttered. "But she seems to be a typical tomboy..."

"Yeah, you wouldn't happen to have fallen for her, would you?"

“Tht’-Ipble,” Han Cheng said calmly.

"Tch..." Xu Xiaomeng looked disdainful.

-

school.

"There are still five days until the start of the KPL Winter League, so we're not in a hurry to do too many pre-match preparations." Han Cheng sat in his seat, surrounded by Fatty Sun Hou, Xu Xiaomeng, and others. Ye Bing sat alone not far from Han Cheng, with Song Ziyi beside him.

"Then let's start training now," said Sun Wukong.

"Easy for you to say. How can these losers from our school train with us? And random matches aren't challenging enough..." the fat guy muttered.

“Yes, Fatty hit the nail on the head. It’s not easy for us to find clubs to challenge now, after all, our club has just been established, and in ranked solo queue games, everyone is basically doing their own thing, which is very different from those real teams,” Han Cheng said. “So we need to find a bigger platform to facilitate our training and to compete against stronger opponents.”

"A stronger opponent?" Sun Wukong looked puzzled.

“I do have an even stronger opponent in mind,” Ye Bing suddenly said.

“I have one too,” Han Cheng said. “Why don’t we share our opinions and see what happens?”

Ye Bing glanced at Han Cheng indifferently, and Han Cheng was about to speak as well.

"Esports Association," they both said in unison.

"???" Everyone was somewhat taken aback, having never heard of it before, especially Liu Guaiguai, who was watching from next to Han Cheng, and had become a mere spectator.

“I think I’ve heard a little bit about this…” Song Ziyi said, “It’s said to be an organization directly managed by a branch of our Tencent Electronic Information Company. This organization is similar to a club in a university. Everyone learns from each other and regularly reports on high-prize competitions sponsored by Tencent. There should be a lot of experts in there.”

“Uh…” Xu Xiaomeng was a little surprised, “Ziyi, you call this knowing just a little bit? You’ve practically exposed all their secrets.”

"Hehe, I've said too much..." Song Ziyi laughed.

“But it sounds so good, it’s probably going to be very difficult to get in, right? I doubt we’ll even be able to get in for the next five days, let alone spar and train with the masters inside,” Sun Wukong said.

"It's okay. Joining the association also requires a duel. You have to fight against a designated team and win to enter the association," Han Cheng said.

"So we can train even if we don't go in? Sure, it's not a big loss anyway..." the fat guy said. "Why don't we stop playing games under the big tree during lunch break and just go challenge that e-sports association?"

"That's what I wanted to say too. We're aiming for the e-sports association. Even if we can't get in, we can learn from our failures so that we won't be eliminated so early in this competition..." Han Cheng muttered.