The Road to Godhood in Honor of Kings

The afternoon sun streamed in through the window, filling the classroom with the sound of students reading aloud. Several boys, especially those who didn't usually study, were now enthusiastically reciting English words, as if they'd been injected with adrenaline. Fatty and Sun Wukong were among them…

"Alright, students, after reading the words, let's start class. Please open your books..." The English teacher's gentle voice came from the podium. Even though Sun Wukong and Fatty knew nothing about English, they obediently opened their books and pretended to understand the lesson.

"Why is the atmosphere in English class so good?" Song Ziyi asked in confusion.

"Yes, that's right. Our English teacher is not only beautiful, but also kind to us. Her lectures are very engaging, so she's popular with everyone, especially the boys..." Xu Xiaomeng replied.

“For example, him, them, and him…” Song Ziyi pointed to Han Cheng, Sun Hou, Fatty, and Ye Bing in turn.

"Little Orange and Night Ice are top students. They listen attentively to any teacher, but Fatty and Monkey are just like old faces..." Xu Xiaomeng said helplessly.

"Okay, okay, I understand." Song Ziyi nodded and continued listening to the lecture. "By the way, the pace of your lectures is slower than ours, so I don't need to attend the lectures for the next few days."

"Really? Maybe it's because you have a lot of classes every day," Xu Xiaomeng said.

“You bet, we have classes every day, the schedule is packed, it’s so annoying…” Song Ziyi muttered.

The enjoyable English class ended quickly, and whenever this happened, Sun Wukong and Fatty would sincerely feel the truth and accuracy of the saying that good times always pass too soon. Indeed, it was true...

Life went on like this, and with the KPL Winter League about to begin, TOL would go to the e-sports association every noon to challenge them. Although the teams they faced were getting stronger each time, no one was deliberately trying to win. Instead, they discovered their weaknesses through the matches and defeats, and made progress at the same time.

Song Ziyi has not yet signed a contract with the club. Although she said that her parents would agree to her playing professionally, Sima Yi still suggested that she not sign a contract for the time being, but try it out first, and then sign a contract after the trial period.

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Two days before the opening of the KPL Winter League.

“We can participate in the competition in a couple of days. Although we don’t have to participate in the preliminaries, we still need to make some small preparations…” Sima Yi said.

“Actually, Brother Ma, we’re lacking in many things we haven’t prepared for…” Han Cheng said. “Although we bought a humidifier, summer is coming soon, so we need to buy an air purifier. Also, we can put the security guard job on hold for now, but we need a dedicated car…”

"Pah! Aren't my car and Coach Qin's car enough? Why would we need a private car? Alright, let's talk about something else we need to prepare, but I feel like we don't need to prepare anything at all," Sima Yi said.

"Stop!" A sudden thought flashed through Han Cheng's mind. "Don't professional players all have team uniforms?"

“Team uniform? Well, that’s something we can consider. It’s not too extravagant, and wearing it would make us look more prestigious, even more prestigious than a chauffeur-driven car. After all, a chauffeur-driven car is just a temporary moment of prestige, while a team uniform is something we wear all the time,” Sima Yi said.

“But what should we do? Should we hire a professional to design and then make it? Even if it’s not expensive, it will probably take several days,” Xu Xiaomeng said.

"Ahem, I can design it, and then I can hand over the drawings to a specialist to make it to order." Han Cheng said confidently.

"What? Isn't clothing design only something professional designers can do? Little Orange, don't exaggerate." Sun Wukong looked completely unconvinced.

"Damn, do I look like someone who brags?" Han Cheng asked.

"It looks just like it!" almost everyone present shouted in unison.

"Alright, fine. You guys don't believe me? You know, my painting won first place in a city-wide competition. As for designing team uniforms, that's really no problem for me. It's up to you whether you believe me or not," Han Cheng said.

"Okay," Sun Hou said. "Since you've said so, Little Orange, then I'll grant your wish." With that, Sun Hou trotted out of the training room.

A moment later, Sun Wukong returned, carrying paper and a pen.

"Here, here, quickly give us proof!" Sun Wukong said, handing paper and pen to Han Cheng.

"Sure, but I need to discuss the style and main elements of the team uniform with you guys first," Han Cheng said. "Our club and team are called the Road to Godhood, but how do we represent the Road to Godhood in an abstract form? We can't just draw a road, can we? Haha."

"Let's just design it using the old team name," Xu Xiaomeng said, resting her chin on her hand.

“A miracle…that’s exactly what I was thinking…” Han Cheng muttered to himself. After a moment’s thought, he picked up a pen and his fingers flew across the paper. The design elements of a certain piece of clothing would appear on this paper.

A moment later, Han Cheng stopped using his pencil, and several basic design elements appeared on the paper: a sporty jacket, which was basically the same as other sportswear in appearance, but the collar was designed in a unique way, making it more creative than other sportswear, because the collar style of each garment was different and designed based on the characteristics of the team members used.

In other aspects, the cuffs are relatively loose, which is both comfortable and aesthetically pleasing, without any signs of bulkiness.

The other parts are also designed in a novel and beautiful way, but the highlight is the pattern on the clothes.

Although the basic design elements of each garment are largely similar, all revolving around the theme of "miracle," the black base color and the darkness as a backdrop symbolize the darkness before dawn, the eternal night before a miracle. Hidden within this darkness is the miracle itself—a ray of light, the first light of dawn, symbolizing an undying miracle, an eternal miracle that emerges after despair. The combination of black and yellow perfectly embodies the feeling Han Cheng wanted to convey: the miracle resides on these team uniforms, in everyone's heart; the miracle will never die, even after the team's name change.

"Wow, that's impressive, Little Orange!" The fat man exclaimed in amazement the moment he saw Han Cheng's drawings.

"Hmm, it's alright," Sun Wukong said, feigning seriousness.

"That's right, don't you know who I am? This kind of thing is child's play for me." Han Cheng said with a proud look.

"Hmm, I think it's fine too. Then we can hand over this blueprint to a specialist to make it. It should be completed before the end of the preliminaries," Sima Yi nodded and said.

"Little Orange, you're awesome! You're so amazing!" Xu Xiaomeng praised.